EPISODE 2: Prancing About
Disclaimer: Refer to Chapter 1
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Logan and Max had again changed their minds on their travel and were now on their way to Sydney. They had begun driving at 5am and it was now 1pm. They switched from the Hume Highway and now were on the Illawarra Highway, only 20 kilometres away from water. Sydney was just over an hours drive away, but they doubted it taking that long, the roads were covered with cars and there had been an accident on the Princes Highway which had slowed down traffic, creating many long delays.
Max was in the back seat resting as she was going to be driving the next day. Logan had the radio on silently, listening to a Station called Triple M.
40 minute's passed and Logan could see the ocean. He was now at Wollongong, and he looked out and admired the South Pacific Ocean. It had taken him twice as long to get to the water then it should of and Logan had gotten sick of driving. He decided that a swim at the beach was in order.
He parked the car and Max sat up. "Why are we stopping?"
"Look out the window and you'll see why?" Logan opened the door and Max admired the view. There was a park that had swings and children playing. In front of the park was the sandy beach, which was filled with people who had beach umbrella's covering them from the hot sun above. Further ahead, the water glistened with the sun's raise and children swam as well as men and women, cooling off from the 30 degree heat.
"Okay, well it's a good thing I bought some new bikini's when I was in Melbourne." Max opened her door and stepped out. She pulled her top of the reveal another pair of bikini's, that had yellow and orange strips that went horizontally down her body. She then took of her black shoes and opened her bag to reveal some thongs she had also purchased in Melbourne.
"I see you are prepared. And I think we should also stop of at Bondi when we get to Sydney so we can properly use those coverings you now wear!" Logan smiled and looked over Max thoroughly closing the car door.
"I take it you approve. You better get down to your speedos or there might be trouble!" Max started walking over to the beach. Logan trailed behind, now admiring the rear side of Max.
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On the beach, Max lay letting the sun tan her body. Logan sat next to Max in his pants and nothing else. Logan could go in the water, but he had the exoskeleton helping him walk and that couldn't get wet. Max could help him, but that would require touching him and they both knew that had dire consequences.
Max couldn't help wondering about all the way's she had effected Logan's life. He was paralysed forever because he got shot doing something Max should have been helping him do. The virus prevented him from touching her and that meant Logan couldn't even feel the comfort of the one he loved. Everywhere they turned, there was something in the way.
"So, are you going to go and have a swim. Or are those bikini's only for display?" Logan asked Max, is a questionable tone.
"In a minute. I'm just thinking!" Max sat up and opened the bottle of water that sat beside her.
"About what?" Logan had gotten Max water when he had gone to get himself and icy-pole.
"Just the normal things. You know, the virus!" Max tried to sound casual, but as soon as she'd mentioned the virus, her figure changed and she slouched.
"Max, I thought we were vacationing. We don't use the V words remember?" Logan turned to Max, taking another bite of the icy-pole.
"It's just that, I can't even help you swim because of this stupid virus!" Max splashed water on Logan's chest as she spoke of her frustration.
"Max, don't worry about it. I've never been a fan of salt water anyway. It doesn't bother me at all! It's a well-known fact that the only reason men go to the beach is to either surf or to see the beautiful girls in their bikinis. If they're swimming, that's just so they can get closer!" Max laughed and Logan joined her.
"So, you just want to see me prance around!" Max stood up and Logan purposely eyed Max from head to toe.
"Yes, so go prance!" Logan pointed to the ocean.
"You know, I would expect this from Sketchy, Alec and any other testosterone driven male I've ever met, but I didn't realise you had it in you Logan Cale, protector of old ladies and puppies!" Max questioned Logan objectively.
"Max, I may protect old ladies and puppies, but like any other testosterone driven male you've ever met, I know that your a knock out. Watching you prance around is going to effect me the same way, but the difference here is that I'm allowed to cause your my girl!" Logan smiled a smile that mirrored Max's whose cheeks were now red, and obviously happy from Logan's answer.
"So, I guess I'm prancing!"
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