At Last
Part 4
Maria didn't sleep that well that night, she kept thinking
how Michael had betrayed her, then she thought about Max how he comforted her,
and how he managed to make her laugh, she remembered back to the summer they
had spent together, how close they had become, they never told anyone what
really happened though she thought maybe Michael had suspected, but he never
said anything, not even to Liz, but then Liz and Max never actually got back
together, Max did try to patch things up with her, but Tess always seemed to
get in the way. He never did get it
with her, in the end she left, god knows where she is now, but nobody misses
her, she always was trouble. Urrggh I
need sleep, she tried to get comfortable, it was no good she couldn't seem to
relax, she got up and went to the kitchen to make some hot chocolate.
When she went in Max was slumped over the kitchen table,
whoa didn't this like happen before? Maria went up and stopped herself in time from stoking his hair, instead
she touched him lightly on the shoulder and whispered his name, "Max, hey Max
wake up." "Um Maria?" "Hi, you were
asleep, I think maybe you should go to bed, you look shattered." "Wanna come with me?" Maria's eyes opened wide, "Max, your still
half asleep, go on get yourself away," Maria helped him to his feet, he swayed
a little trying to get his bearings, "Max, god what is that smell," she stepped
a little closer to him, "Max, have you been drinking," Max gave her a silly grin, and nodded his
head, "idiot you know you can't hold your drink, come on, I'll help you to your
room, jeez your heavy." They staggered
up the stairs, a few times Maria had to stop to catch her breath, they finally
managed to make it to his room, Max had his arm around her shoulders, as she went
to turn him to sit on the bed, she lost her footing and landed on the bed, Max
fell on top of her, she tried to move him so she could get from under him, he
didn't budge, "Max, Max come on wake up, Max please I'm stuck." Again she tried to push him off but she was
at an awkward angle and couldn't do it, by this time Max was snoring, his head
was buried in her neck, his breath tickled her ear, she squirmed a little, not
only was it tickling her it was starting to turn he on, this was no good, she
had to move him, she started to poke him, he grunted a little, she nipped him
on the arm, his arm just tightened around her, she was getting more stuck, she
was exhausted now, she gave a huge yawn, she started to close her eyes, she
drifted off to sleep.
Max was feeling groggy, he couldn't open his eyes, they
seemed like they had been stuck down, he went to get up, he couldn't move his
right arm, something was on top of it, with his other hand he reached over to
feel what it was, he touched something soft, and was that a moan he heard, his
eyes flew open, he couldn't believe it Maria was in his bed, and he had his
hand on her breast, then he heard her voice, "move it or lose it mister." He snatched his hand back, as if he had been
burned, "Maria? What are you doing in my bed?" Maria sat up and turned to look at him, "well let's see, first I
couldn't sleep so I went to make a drink and who do I find slumped over the
table, YOU, secondly YOU were drunk, by the way how many beers did you
have?" Max looked at her sheepishly,
"Umm…one." Maria laughed "your joking,"
"actually, I don't think I even finished it." Maria laughed even harder at him, "It's not that funny, I still don't
understand how you got to be in my bed this morning." Maria's eyes narrowed "ah yes…thirdly I had to help YOU get
upstairs, which I might add, was heavy work, you weigh a ton, then to top it
all off, you fell on top of me and I couldn't get you off, I ended up falling
asleep under you, then you had the nerve to fondle my breast this morning."
"Hey! I did not fondle your breast, I just squeezed it, I didn't know what it
was." Maria snorted at him, "poor Max, has it been that long since you felt a
breast." Max stood up off the bed and
made his way to the bathroom, he could hear Maria laughing at him as he shut
the door.
Max looked at himself in the mirror he looked terrible,
idiot, you just had the girl of your dreams in bed with you and you walked away
and left her, at this he opened the door and looked in his room she was gone,
then he walked over to the bed and lifted the pillow she had slept on, he
brought it to his face and smiled he could smell her fragrance on it, the next
time he had Maria in his bed, and there will be a next time, he won't be
walking away from her. He put the pillow down as he walked to the bathroom
again he began whistle to himself…….
In the other bathroom Maria looked at herself and thought of
Max, it felt good to wake up with him this morning, she was startled to find
his hand on her breast, it was still tingling from his touch, she couldn't
remember the last time she felt like that, even with Michael, then she
remembered when she did, it was the last time Maria had been with Max, when
they went to the music festival, could they go back to that time again…Nah! Max
probably doesn't think of me like that now…does he?…..
TBC….