Title: Logan TV

Title: Logan TV

Name: Joy

Email: SleepingBeauty2@ziplip.com

Rating: PG-13

This is my second glass of the wine Max sent me. The rest has been transferred to a carafe in my refrigerator and the bottle is waiting to be refilled… I can be such a sap. My mother would be so proud…

It's late; I really should go to bed… Its just I expected to see Max by now...or at least have some more personal contact. I haven't done anything…balls in my court. I was hoping.

I'll check the roof once more before going to sleep. Ok… Just access the camera across the street and there're my skylights… Looky there. My favorite black cat is prowling the roof… I love it. She's watching me as I watch her watch me. I can't get this stupid smirk off my face.

She looks so confused…I never noticed how her mannerisms are very cat like when she is investigating or stalking. She just cocked her head to look at me like my best friend's cat used to. Hah… Look at her. She's getting the feeling she's being watched… Looking around won't help, Maxie. This is way too entertaining.

Oh, she's headed down to surprise me… I better go get her flowers. I love them. Nice beautiful coral color. I've never been a fan of the red rose. That's probably because guys use them to get out of trouble too often… I used to do that… Ancient History! A unique color for a unique woman…

She hasn't landed yet… What is she doing? "Going somewhere Max?"

"Well, if you were going out it wouldn't be as fun to surprise you, now would it?" she says sliding down the rope.

"Well, I just had to retrieve these," I say handing her the roses. "I've never been a red rose guy. There just too generic and you, my dear, are not…"

She is either mentally freaking out that I got her flowers or… No that's it.

"Max… You awake… I realize it's almost two but you seem a little out of it."

"How did you know to get the flowers just now? How did you know I was coming in?" she asks now sure I was watching her. That stupid grin from earlier reappears on my face.

"I'll show you," I say taking her hand to lead to the computer room. I just took her hand… no big deal. It's so soft and delicate. I never did a hard days work in my life but I have calluses all over my palms from pushing this chair. I don't think she minds.

On my computer screen is a view of the roof from the building across the street. "Since your poem mentioned watching me from the roof, I couldn't resist watching you watching me… Hope you're not mad."

She's lost in her own little world again. I took the fun out of her game. I have no problem being voyeuristic with me… just as long as it doesn't extend to others. I really didn't need to have gone there. Ok say something before things get worse.

"You're mad… I won't do it again. I kind of like the idea of you watching me…" I say in a whisper.

She reflects for a moment and then speaks. I love hearing her talk. I understand the words of Romeo for the first time in my life, 'She speaks- Oh speak again bright angel.' I can concentrate on my comparison of her to Juliet at another time. Right now I need to be listening to what she is saying.

"I'm not mad… I'm just not sure what I want to happen now… When I was up there, I figured we'd play back and forth a bit and then I'd leave… This is more…"

"Intimate." Crap. That was too close. That will only make things worse.

"Yeah," she whispers downcast.

Lighten the mood now or she is going to bolt. "It doesn't have to be… You can tell me how much of a dork I am in one form another and we'll be right back on track."

She smiled at me for that… Oh, yes, thank god. I smile back, one of my best. Swallow and breathe. Its just Max… MAX… There has never been 'just Max'…

"Well, I wouldn't say you're a dork… a workaholic with a minor in narcissism maybe… but a dork, definitely not," she wise cracks.

Big smile… Give her a big smile. She just bit her lip. I love it when she does that. She does it when she's nervous. Small reflexes like that are going to get me into such trouble. My heart is pounding…

"So while you were spying on me on the roof did you get a good look at all my assets?" My face just dropped and is now turning a great shade of pink… Oh, she will pay for that.

"Maybe… maybe not. I guess I'll have to roll around my apartment wearing fewer clothes at night so your voyeurism will be complete… So far have you caught me in any embarrassing states?"

"Well, that turtleneck vest combo you had going last week really needs to go…" Yes! Conversation back to normal… I feel better… She is smiling big again.

"Want to play chess?" I ask. I don't want her to leave yet.

"How bout some music instead?" What is she up to?

"Sure, what kind?"

"Something we can dance to." What did she just say?

"Uh…"

She is headed to the CD player and just put in some classical. She is walking toward me. I can feel my eyes are going big… I can do this. I want to feel her arms around me… She just sat down in my lap. Breathe…

"I know you're a strong guy… Ya think you can dance with me like this?" Max says as I breathe shallowly. Our eyes are searching out each other's. She wraps her arms around my neck and leans her head against my chest. I can do this. I've even pictured doing this. I just put my hands to the wheels and maneuver us in a dance. My heart is beating frantically, but is beginning to slow… This is perfect… I love this feeling… The song just ended. I can wrap my arms around her now… I just want to stay here, right here, holding her in my arms.

This is perfect. On instinct I kiss her forehead and she looks up at me so innocently. I love this woman, I do. My heart is pounding again. We're gonna kiss… I'm going to kiss her… Our lips are barely touching. They brush against each other. It feels like electricity is running through me, even in my toes… I'm getting lost in her eyes. I shut my eyes to savor this moment, this perfect moment… I'm looking at her again. I hug her closer to me, stroking her hair.

We've been sitting here holding each other for a while now… I just want to keep her here with me forever. She would never have to deal with Normal again. Not having hot water or being out past curfew. I'll offer the guestroom… maybe she'll stay. That would be so tempting…"Logan," she whispers. She speaks…Speak again bright angel.

"Yeah."

"I need to go… I'll come by tomorrow… I'll even use the front door."

I tighten my grip around her mid-section. "I'm not ready to let you go… You can stay…"

She puts a finger to my lips. "That would not be wise," she whispers. Wow… She's worried that we'd… I didn't even think she would feel remotely like that… She hugs me tight and looks at me a moment before kissing me lightly. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight," I whispers back as she slips from my grasp and heads for the door.

"Sleep well…" she says.

"Not a chance," I whisper back.

We both smile. This evening turned out better then I hoped.