Max knocked fantically on Aaron's door. She never felt this way before. She had never needed to be close to someone, to anyone, as she did now. Suddenly, Max stopped. 'What are you doing Max?' She thought to herself.
Just as Max was about to walk away Aaron opened to door. A towel was covering the bottom half of his body and it was obvious that he had been in the shower. Max shook her head. A strange tingle flowed down her body. She had never felt this way about a guy and his body when she wasn't in heat.
"Hey Max." Aaron greeted cheerfully.
"I'm sorry, it was a mistake to come here."
"Max, what's wrong?"
"I dunno. That's why I came. I dunno what's wrong. I dunno what's going on with me. I'm just so... so..." Max couldn't finish and she stopped long enough to notice the tears that were falling down her cheek. Why was she here? She didn't even know this guy. And more than half of the interaction the two had was arguing. What was it that made Max want to come to him?
Before Max could find the answers to her questions in her mind, she felt herself being pulled into Aaron's arms.
Aaron pulled Max to his chest and tightened his arms around her.
"Max, I'm glad you came here. Don't worry, whatever it is, I'll help you."
A smile came across Max's face. "Thank you."
Aaron lead Max into the living room.
"Umm.. maybe I should go put on some clothes."
"Yeah." Max answered as she sat down on the couch.
"Okay, I'll be right back."
Max spent the whole morning at Aaron's house. She realized it was a lot more fun to talk to a person instead of arguing.
Max smiled on the way to work, for the first time in what seemed forever. Maybe she had made the right choice on going to Aaron. He didn't know that she was a freak experiment, he wasn't a dog, and most of all, he wasn't Logan.
Original Cindy picked up the phone at Jam Pony.
"Jam Pony." She answered.
"Umm yeah is Max there?"
"Who wants to know?"
"Aaron."
"Aaron?" She asked, surprised.
Max walked happily to the phone.
"Is that for me?" She asked in a love struck tone.
"Uhh.. yeah." Original Cindy said as she handed to phone slowly to Max, still shocked.
Original Cindy stood by watching Max as she giggled and talked like a little girl.
After what seemed like forever, Max finally hung up the phone, smiling.
"Okay boo. Tell Original Cindy everything. A couple days ago you hated the lil bitch."
"Well that was before I got to know him."
"I guess not well enough." O.C. said softly as she walked away.
Max shouted at O.C.'s back. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm saying that he's travelin on a one-way street."
"Huh?"
"He's gay."
"No he's not. He can't be!"
"He is."
"How can you be sure?"
"Trust me, I know these things."
"Right." Max scoffed.
"Aight boo, don't be disappointed when he suddenly has a deadly disease and has to leave town with his young hot doctor forever."
"You're a wack job you know that?"
"Only telling the facts."
"Whatever, I'll prove you wrong."
"You just try."
Max got dressed. 'Finally a real date, without any phone calls to save the world.' She thought to herself.
Max ended up at Aaron's house again after a great night at a nice restaurant. Max and Aaron made out on the couch. 'No way this guy can be gay. He was so perfect at dinner, and GOD, he's a good kisser.'
Logan was feeling uneasy. He had never had to refuse a case before. Even if it was for Lydecker, Logan felt bad, really bad. The case wasn't really what was making him uneasy, he had lost Max. What if he never saw her again? He had never told her how he felt. 'Damn it Logan!' That's all he could say. 'Damn it damn it damn it!'
O.C. had said that Max was on a date. MOre than likely that Max had been at the same place that she had called him from before. Logan had tracked at number. 127 Arlington Avenue. That's where the call had come from. Who was this guy? He had to know. The computer had more than enough advantages. Privacy was no more possible if you didn't have the right knowledge. He typed in the address 127 Arlington Avenue. It was like his heart had dropped to the ground. It was the home of Brandon Pierce.
Just as Max was about to walk away Aaron opened to door. A towel was covering the bottom half of his body and it was obvious that he had been in the shower. Max shook her head. A strange tingle flowed down her body. She had never felt this way about a guy and his body when she wasn't in heat.
"Hey Max." Aaron greeted cheerfully.
"I'm sorry, it was a mistake to come here."
"Max, what's wrong?"
"I dunno. That's why I came. I dunno what's wrong. I dunno what's going on with me. I'm just so... so..." Max couldn't finish and she stopped long enough to notice the tears that were falling down her cheek. Why was she here? She didn't even know this guy. And more than half of the interaction the two had was arguing. What was it that made Max want to come to him?
Before Max could find the answers to her questions in her mind, she felt herself being pulled into Aaron's arms.
Aaron pulled Max to his chest and tightened his arms around her.
"Max, I'm glad you came here. Don't worry, whatever it is, I'll help you."
A smile came across Max's face. "Thank you."
Aaron lead Max into the living room.
"Umm.. maybe I should go put on some clothes."
"Yeah." Max answered as she sat down on the couch.
"Okay, I'll be right back."
Max spent the whole morning at Aaron's house. She realized it was a lot more fun to talk to a person instead of arguing.
Max smiled on the way to work, for the first time in what seemed forever. Maybe she had made the right choice on going to Aaron. He didn't know that she was a freak experiment, he wasn't a dog, and most of all, he wasn't Logan.
Original Cindy picked up the phone at Jam Pony.
"Jam Pony." She answered.
"Umm yeah is Max there?"
"Who wants to know?"
"Aaron."
"Aaron?" She asked, surprised.
Max walked happily to the phone.
"Is that for me?" She asked in a love struck tone.
"Uhh.. yeah." Original Cindy said as she handed to phone slowly to Max, still shocked.
Original Cindy stood by watching Max as she giggled and talked like a little girl.
After what seemed like forever, Max finally hung up the phone, smiling.
"Okay boo. Tell Original Cindy everything. A couple days ago you hated the lil bitch."
"Well that was before I got to know him."
"I guess not well enough." O.C. said softly as she walked away.
Max shouted at O.C.'s back. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm saying that he's travelin on a one-way street."
"Huh?"
"He's gay."
"No he's not. He can't be!"
"He is."
"How can you be sure?"
"Trust me, I know these things."
"Right." Max scoffed.
"Aight boo, don't be disappointed when he suddenly has a deadly disease and has to leave town with his young hot doctor forever."
"You're a wack job you know that?"
"Only telling the facts."
"Whatever, I'll prove you wrong."
"You just try."
Max got dressed. 'Finally a real date, without any phone calls to save the world.' She thought to herself.
Max ended up at Aaron's house again after a great night at a nice restaurant. Max and Aaron made out on the couch. 'No way this guy can be gay. He was so perfect at dinner, and GOD, he's a good kisser.'
Logan was feeling uneasy. He had never had to refuse a case before. Even if it was for Lydecker, Logan felt bad, really bad. The case wasn't really what was making him uneasy, he had lost Max. What if he never saw her again? He had never told her how he felt. 'Damn it Logan!' That's all he could say. 'Damn it damn it damn it!'
O.C. had said that Max was on a date. MOre than likely that Max had been at the same place that she had called him from before. Logan had tracked at number. 127 Arlington Avenue. That's where the call had come from. Who was this guy? He had to know. The computer had more than enough advantages. Privacy was no more possible if you didn't have the right knowledge. He typed in the address 127 Arlington Avenue. It was like his heart had dropped to the ground. It was the home of Brandon Pierce.