A/N: Thanks to all of you who read/reviewed Holidays and because some of you asked here is the sequel. As always review or send and email to Clairestee@aol.com
I think you probably should read holidays first but if you haven't the brief story is that Max and Logan have taken a trip to Paris and have come home as a couple.
Max walked up to her apartment. She was exhausted after the long trip home. She wasn't going to get any sleep when she got in though because Original Cindy had seen her coming.
"You're back early aren't you boo?" Cindy shouted when Max reached the top of the stairs.
"Yeah and it's a long story which I will gladly tell you later but now I have to sleep." Max replied carrying her bags past Cindy into their apartment.
"Does it have anything to do with your lover boy?" Cindy asked.
"Logan didn't do anything," Max said and then added, "Not that we're like that or anything."
Cindy noticed how Max's attitude towards Logan had changed but she decided to just say "Yeah right." Before heading into the room.
Back at Fogle towers Logan had just entered his apartment and found Bling helping himself to food from the kitchen, "Nice to see I left my apartment in safe hands." Logan said when he saw Bling.
"It is isn't it? I was just going to cook because I figured you would be too tired to do it but oh well." Bling replied putting the food on the cabinet.
"Not only am I too tired to cook I am also too tired to eat so you'd better put all that stuff away." Logan replied before he drifted away and started thinking about Max. She had told him she loved him. He still couldn't believe it.
"Right what happened on the holiday between you two because you have a strange I'm thinking about Max look on your face?" Bling asked bringing Logan away from his thoughts.
"She told me she loved me." Was all Logan said before he headed to bed without getting changed.
Bling just sat there open mouthed, he had never been that honest before. He probably didn't have anything to say like that before. OK then.
He got up and left before Logan could tell him anything else he might regret.
The shrill ring of a phone woke Logan from his sleep at 6:30 the next morning. Stumbling through into the living room he picked up the phone, "Hello," he mumbled.
"Morning Sleepy head." Replied Max's voice.
"Max? What are you doing ringing me this early?" Logan asked.
"I wanted to know if I could come round because Cindy is doing my head in." She replied.
"Sure, see you soon." Logan replied already looking forward to seeing Max again, "Wait a minute, since when do you ask permission?" Max didn't answer, she had already hung up.
A/N: I know its short but there will be more soon.