A/N: This has been too long. Thanks for the reviews everyone. The reason it
has taken so long, if you want to call it a reason, is that I am English
and because of this we don't get the new series until a long time after the
Americans and I didn't want to miss out important things. However I have
decided to continue this without any of the things in the new series
because I don't like the virus idea.
A/N 2: If you haven't read holidays this won't make a lot of sense so you should go read it, it's not bad actually.
Anyway on with the story.
Max pulled up outside Fogle towers on her Ninja. She looked up towards Logan's apartment and she felt her heart skip a beat. She tried to convince herself it was only Logan but it didn't have the same meaning any more. She loved him and he loved her back. Stepping in the elevator Max thought of how Cindy had been questioning her constantly since her return about Logan. Max hadn't told her what had happened because she wanted to see Logan first, to check it wasn't a dream. Max almost laughed at that thought, she had a perfect memory and she could clearly remember Logan standing by her and she could remember him saying he loved her.
Before Max even realised it she was stood outside Logan's apartment. For the first time ever she seriously considered knocking, and decided against it as it would probably freak Logan out. She had heard his question before she hung the phone up, he sounded scared then not to mention half asleep.
Logan was slowly stumbling around the kitchen. Max was coming. He had a bad headache and was very tired. He had to look as though he could form coherent thoughts, he wasn't quite there yet, he could manage to grunt yes and no for answers. Maybe.
"Logan?" Max's sweet voice rang through the apartment, "You here?"
"Here," Logan said and was impressed by the fact he could say an actual word. Max walked into the kitchen and actually smiled when she saw Logan. Logan somehow managed to return the smile.
"You look tired," Max stated simply.
"You would be if someone had woken you up after a short sleep after a long flight." Logan's naturally sarcastic morning self was definitely awake even if he didn't feel it.
"Probably not actually. I'm not really a big sleeper." Max replied. Logan just groaned, why did she pick now to be so cheerful? Max started to stare out of the window and added, "Anyway even if I wanted to get any sleep I wouldn't be able to at my place. Cindy has decided to extract every little detail of our 'holiday' in Paris. She also constantly refers to you as lover boy or sugar daddy or any other number of names that annoy me. I'm not even sure she knows your real name." Max said. She sounded as though she had wanted to get this out for a long time. Logan walked up behind her and slipped his hands around her waist. His lips met her hair in a brief kiss. Max just sighed, she couldn't be bothered to think about Cindy when Logan was there. Max turned around slowly and her deep chocolate eyes met Logan's deep blue ones. He cupped her chin with his handì¥Á7 ð¿åô¸¸¸¸
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be I am just a little bit tired," Max said playfully. Too playfully Logan thought just before she confirmed his suspicions. "Or maybe you need some more sleep and think I should join you."
Logan said, "I was hoping you wouldn't figure it out."
"Not that I'd say no if you asked." Max added with a cheeky smile that suited her, more than Logan would ever tell her.
Logan began to walk towards his bedroom, "You coming?" he asked over his shoulder.
"Yup." Max said before following him.
A/N 2: If you haven't read holidays this won't make a lot of sense so you should go read it, it's not bad actually.
Anyway on with the story.
Max pulled up outside Fogle towers on her Ninja. She looked up towards Logan's apartment and she felt her heart skip a beat. She tried to convince herself it was only Logan but it didn't have the same meaning any more. She loved him and he loved her back. Stepping in the elevator Max thought of how Cindy had been questioning her constantly since her return about Logan. Max hadn't told her what had happened because she wanted to see Logan first, to check it wasn't a dream. Max almost laughed at that thought, she had a perfect memory and she could clearly remember Logan standing by her and she could remember him saying he loved her.
Before Max even realised it she was stood outside Logan's apartment. For the first time ever she seriously considered knocking, and decided against it as it would probably freak Logan out. She had heard his question before she hung the phone up, he sounded scared then not to mention half asleep.
Logan was slowly stumbling around the kitchen. Max was coming. He had a bad headache and was very tired. He had to look as though he could form coherent thoughts, he wasn't quite there yet, he could manage to grunt yes and no for answers. Maybe.
"Logan?" Max's sweet voice rang through the apartment, "You here?"
"Here," Logan said and was impressed by the fact he could say an actual word. Max walked into the kitchen and actually smiled when she saw Logan. Logan somehow managed to return the smile.
"You look tired," Max stated simply.
"You would be if someone had woken you up after a short sleep after a long flight." Logan's naturally sarcastic morning self was definitely awake even if he didn't feel it.
"Probably not actually. I'm not really a big sleeper." Max replied. Logan just groaned, why did she pick now to be so cheerful? Max started to stare out of the window and added, "Anyway even if I wanted to get any sleep I wouldn't be able to at my place. Cindy has decided to extract every little detail of our 'holiday' in Paris. She also constantly refers to you as lover boy or sugar daddy or any other number of names that annoy me. I'm not even sure she knows your real name." Max said. She sounded as though she had wanted to get this out for a long time. Logan walked up behind her and slipped his hands around her waist. His lips met her hair in a brief kiss. Max just sighed, she couldn't be bothered to think about Cindy when Logan was there. Max turned around slowly and her deep chocolate eyes met Logan's deep blue ones. He cupped her chin with his handì¥Á7 ð¿åô¸¸¸¸
ì¥Á7 ð¿åô¸¸¸¸
be I am just a little bit tired," Max said playfully. Too playfully Logan thought just before she confirmed his suspicions. "Or maybe you need some more sleep and think I should join you."
Logan said, "I was hoping you wouldn't figure it out."
"Not that I'd say no if you asked." Max added with a cheeky smile that suited her, more than Logan would ever tell her.
Logan began to walk towards his bedroom, "You coming?" he asked over his shoulder.
"Yup." Max said before following him.