Maria Valenti burst through the front doors of the Evans' house, muttering under her breath about annoying stepbrothers and broken alarm clocks, all the while she was sniffing her cedar oil. She looked around the quiet house in annoyance. They better not be sleeping! She thought threateningly. They were already late because of her alarm clock. Kyle didn't even have the decency to wake her up until it was near time to leave, and well, it wasn't Maria who had woken up, but Hurricane Valenti. After thoroughly screaming at Kyle until he was sure that he was now deaf in his right ear, Maria had rushed to get ready, throwing clothes left and right in search of her swimsuit and flip flops. When she finally found her outfit, she ran to take a quick shower and then by the time she was ready, they were already over an hour late.
So it wasn't an extremely happy Maria who stalked into the Evans' house in search of everyone. She had left Kyle in her wake, who was trying to get the ringing in his ear to stop while Tess was trying to comfort him. Kyle and Tess walked towards the back of the house, also in search of their friends when they came across Alex and Isabel sitting together in the living room. Well Alex was sitting there with Isabel lying against him, obviously asleep. Looking closer they noted the tears stains on her cheeks and raised questioning eyebrows at Alex, but to no avail, as Alex hadn't even noticed their entrance. He was too busy stroking Isabel's hair, his mind wandered too far and too deep into his thoughts and memories.
~*~
After spending thirty minutes on the porch with Isabel weeping in his arms, she had fallen asleep against him. Not wanting to expose her to the cool morning air too long, Alex had picked her up and carried her into the living room, nearly dropping her at the scene that lay out before him.
For the scene his eyes took nearly took his breath away at its simplicity and beauty. Lying on the couch, resting was one Max Evans, but that wasn't the unusual part. For in his arms lay a peacefully sleeping Liz Parker. Again, this wasn't the unusual part. For as long as he could remember, Max and Liz had always fallen asleep in each other's arms. In their little group, they would also walk in to Max's or even Liz's room to find both sound asleep, taking a sweet nap together. No, that wasn't unusual at all.
The strange thing about the sight was the fact that it seemed so…right. The scene seemed too perfect. Max laying on the outer part of the couch, with Liz's body cocooned between the couch and his body seemingly to keep Liz from falling off the couch in their deep slumber. Her arms in turn were wrapped around his neck and her head buried in his chest. Max had his chin lying gently on top of Liz's head as the two slumbered, his hand, even in sleep stroking her soft hair. Alex didn't know it then, but his eyes too had been opened and for the first time, he saw the possibilities there as he gazed at his two friends.
As he continued to gaze at them, Max began to stir, as if feeling someone watching him. His eyes fluttered open revealing sleepy amber eyes as they immediately sought out the sleeping form lying on top of him, and immediately a smile curved his lips as his eyes rested on her sleeping head. Dropping a kiss on her head, he unconsciously inhaled her sweet scent of strawberries and vanilla. Heaven it would seem. Leaning his head back, Max didn't notice Alex as he stroked Liz's hair, watching over her as she slumbered. He never noticed the way Alex's eyes narrowed then widened, but most of all; he never noticed what Alex had noticed. He never noticed the love that was clearly shining from his eyes as he watched his sleeping beauty.
~*~
He stepped back to exit the room and take Isabel's to hers since the living room was already occupied, but it was then he tripped over Liz's bag, lying hazardously in the entrance of the living room door. He made a gasping, strangled sound in the back of this throat as he quickly threw his body around to hit the wall. The small commotion caused Max's head to snap up and raise an eyebrow at Alex who was still carrying a sleeping Isabel.
At his look, Alex smiled apologetically, for what he didn't know. Was he sorry for touching his sister? Nah. He'd never be sorry to have Isabel's creamy soft skin against his. Was he sorry about the small crack he had made in the wall? Something in him told him that he would be later when Mrs. Evans got a look at it. No, Alex shook his head, I'm sorry for ruining…what? His mind asked and he answered, I'm sorry for ruining such a perfect…moment.
Max, however couldn't understand the look in Alex's eyes as he felt Liz shift against him, and almost instinctively, his arms tightened around her and she settled again, her face now buried in his neck, her warm breath tickling his throat. He smiled slightly, something that didn't go unnoticed by Alex as he started to walk away again, this time, however he watched where he was going, but he didn't get too far before Max's voice stopped him.
"Where are you going with my sister Whitman?" He whispered softly as not to awaken the two most important girls in his life. He had walked in on their verbal sparring match, but had said nothing. They needed to work things out by themselves. He waited until Isabel fled the room, and he was torn as to whom he should go to. From the corner of his eye he had seen Isabel run into Alex's arms, but was still reluctant, looking back over at Liz, any hesitation faded. He could still see the expression on her face and the emotions! Pain, sorrow, fear, but most of all her face was one of shame. Guilt it was an overpowering emotion. One that had been the downfall of many, in fact the only emotion that had destroyed even more was ironically enough, love.
"I was just going to take Iz to her room." Alex whispered back, and then backed off when he saw the look in Max's eyes. It was the look he had seen Michael and Max get whenever they protected Liz and Isabel. You know that look. The one that said 'I-know-where-you-live-and-if-you-touch-or-hurt-my-sister-in-anyway-you're-so-dead.' He had never been on the receiving end of that look before because he had fallen for the one he knew he couldn't have.
"I don't think so Whitman." Max whispered back as he carefully began to sit up, taking Liz with him, "You stay down here, I'll take Lizzie up to my room."
With those words, Max stood up and wrapped Liz's arms around his neck as he traveled up the stairs, leaving Alex to look at him in bewilderment.
~*~
That had been about twenty minutes ago, and
Alex was still sitting there, shocked at his revelation. Perhaps he was playing
too much on this. Max and Liz? He gave a short laugh. Yeah right. But then why
did it seem so…right?
Tess and Kyle had been standing next to Alex while he sat thinking,
unconsciously doing what Max had been doing to Liz before. Inhaling Isabel's
scent of jasmine and stroking her hair. This time it was Kyle and Tess who had
stumbled upon the scene, and now they were still trying to get their friend and
cousin's attention.
"Alex? Where is everyone Alex? What happened?" Tess asked her cousin as she sat
down next to him, her hand reaching out to his. Alex looked over at his cousin
as if in a trance as his lips whispered words that his mind couldn't comprehend,
"She loves him."
~*~
"Hello? Where is everybody? Izzy?? Lizzie?" Maria tried as she walked up the
stairs, her voice carrying up to the second floor. "Spaceboy!!"
Maria stomped angrily; she definitely wasn't in a good mood. They were late!
Because her stupid alarm clock didn't ring and then stupid Kyle didn't wake her
up until they were supposed to leave, then because of the fact that they were
all late, the party site won't be set up in time, and if the party isn't set up
in time then they would have no party, if there wasn't a party then they would
have Roswell's biggest bitches and bastards well…bitching at them, and if they
bitched at her, so help her Buddha, she was going to- She froze mid-thought rant
as her gaze fell on the sight before, and just as Alex had, Maria stopped, her
eyes raking over the slumbering figures in half-annoyance and half-awe.
She had just burst into Max's room fully expecting to see Michael and him to be
engrossed in some video game. Instead she found Max and a Parker, but not the
one she had been expecting. Liz lay curled into Max's side with her head resting
on his chest, falling and rising with his breathing.
Her back was to the door, but Maria could almost imagine the serene expression
on the brunette's face for it probably matched the expression that seemed to be
etched permanently on the one holding her. Max had his arms tightly wound around
Liz's tiny waist, holding her against him comfortingly, protectively, and
…possessively? Maria shook her head. She was seeing things. Just like Alex, she
thought the scene was rather adorable and so very perfect.
In fact, if she hadn't known better, she would have been jealous of her friends.
Maria paused, unconsciously taking out her cedar oil and taking a whiff.
Actually, she was jealous. She was jealous of the closeness between Max and Liz
because she wanted that closeness to. Not with Max, but with Michael. She found
herself wishing once again that she at least had that type of relationship with
Michael, if not a romantic one.
At least that way, she would have the chance to feel what it was like to be in
his arms. Yes, she was jealous of Liz, but it would never occur to her that Liz
was even more jealous of her. The man she loved actually loved her back but was
too afraid to start anything. With Liz, she didn't even know whether Max even
thought of her as the woman she was. No she wouldn't know, not for the longest
time. Even now when her heart was telling her to open her eyes at the scene in
front of her, all she could think about suddenly that they were late.
Maria opened her mouth to full out give them a piece of her mind. How dare they
be sleeping at a time like this? Before she could even let out a single word to
break the peaceful picture, a hand covered her mouth, muffling any words that
would spill from them. Maria tried to scream as she felt herself being pulled
away from the doorway, but the hand once again muffled it.
Maria struggled against her captor's arms as she wiggled around wildly,
attempting to escape the person's hold. Finally Maria settled on biting down
into the person's flesh and almost immediately the arms that were holding her
gave away and she fell ungracefully to the floor.
"Shit!" The person hissed and Maria looked up to see a very frustrated Michael
holding his right hand, muttering very colorful words and phrases. Maria stared
at him dumbly as he nursed his right hand, which was now sporting a lovely array
of teeth marks.
Suddenly he glared at her, still nursing his hand, "Shit Pixie. What the hell
was that for? Do you always go around biting people?"
His angry words snapped her out of her stupor and she glared at up at him in
anger, "Do you always sneak up on people like that and scare the shit out of
them? I thought you were a robber or something! What the hell were you doing
anyway?"
"Shut it motor-mouth." Michael warned, as he carefully closed Max's door,
glancing at Liz worriedly for one last time. He had also heard what had
transpired between herself and Isabel and had wanted to comfort her himself, but
Max had beat him to it. So instead, Michael had opted to keep an eye on both of
his girls. Sister and surrogate sister.
He had been checking up on Max and Liz when he found Liz to be shivering. He had
gone to get another blanket for the two and another one for Alex and Isabel.
Coming back, he had stopped at the sight of Maria. His eyes had raked over her
figure, taking note of her outfit, possessiveness running through him as he eyed
it.
Maria was wearing his shirt. Well…the one he had given her when she insisted
that she didn't want to waste her precious cedar oil on him. It was overly large
on her and underneath; he could make out the hem of her shorts. She wore some
black flip-flops to finish the utterly adorable outfit. How could someone look
so endearing yet amazingly sexy at the same time? Michael had been transfixed
until he had realized that Maria was about to open her mouth and awake the pair.
Instinctively, his hand covered her mouth and dragged her struggling from the
room.
He had relished the feel of her in his arms and the warmth of her breath on his
hand. Well…he had until she had decided to bite him. Now here they were glaring
at each other while Michael tried to figure out a way to get Maria away from the
room. Maria's eyes were flashing from his last comment and Michael almost gulped
in response.
"Where do you get off telling me what to do Spaceboy? I can talk all I want, and
you can't stop-" Maria's loud and furious words were cut off as Michael claimed
her lips in order to silence her.
This is for Liz. Michael thought as he felt Maria stiffen in surprise and then
melt against him, returning the kiss. For Liz. He reminded himself when her pink
tongue darted from her lips and swept across his. For… His mind trailed off on
the little reminder as he felt her deepen the kiss.
Finally! Was the only thought running through her mind as she explored his warm
mouth and vice versa. Well that and the thought that he was an amazing kisser.
Gentle yet passionate. It was enough to make her melt against him.
Faintly the sounds of stomping could be heard, and when it registered in
Michael's mind that someone was climbing the stairs, he pushed Maria gently away
as he, himself, jumped back. They stared at each other, both catching their
breaths, but their eyes remained dazed. This was how Alex found them when he
arrived to ask how Liz was holding up.
By this time, Michael had gotten control of himself, but on the inside he was
panicking. What had possessed him to kiss Maria? Sure he liked her and all, but-
He refused to meet her gaze as she searched for his. Alex looked from one to the
other. Maria's eyes were wide and her breathing labored as she tried to catch
Michael's gaze while Michael was avoiding Maria's stare, his hair even more
disheveled then usual.
"Am I interrupting something?" He asked, sure that he indeed did interrupt
somehow, but didn't know what exactly he had interrupted. Though, he did have a
fairly good guess.
Maria opened her mouth to say something but Michael interrupted, shaking his
head vehemently, "No. You didn't interrupt anything. It was nothing really. I
was just trying to get Maria to be quiet so Max and Liz could sleep."
Alex nodded in understanding and thought he had seen a brief look of hurt on
Maria's face but when he looked again, it was gone. He really was seeing things
today. First he had thought that Max and Liz…now Maria and Michael. Well he knew
for sure that Maria and Michael liked each other, but neither ever did anything
about it, and if he wasn't mistaken some of Maria's colored lip-gloss stained
Michael's lips. Again, though, just like with Max and Liz, he must have been
mistaken.
Michael couldn't look at Maria, somehow knowing that he had hurt her with his
careless words. He couldn't bear to see the accusing look in her eyes nor the
pain he knew was now present in her emerald orbs. He could only hope that she
would understand that this was for the best. He was a player. It was just his
way. Granted he hadn't played anyone in a long time, he didn't want to add Maria
to be added to his list. He didn't want to hurt her.
Maria huffed quietly before stalking down the stairs in search of the others.
Michael closed his eyes as he heard her walk away from him. It was for the best
after all. Alex watched her walk away and turned toward Michael who was now
staring at the spot Maria had been standing not more than a few moments before,
seeming to be lost in some sort of memory.
"What just happened?" He asked curiously and
Michael shook his head, a frown planted on his face, "Everything and nothing."
"Huh?" Alex was confused, but Michael once again shook his head as he reverted
his gaze towards the closed bedroom door. Clapping Michael on the back, Alex led
him away, deciding to wake Max and Liz when things were packed into the cars.
Alex left Isabel in Tess's care while he and the other guys plus Maria loaded
everything up into his Explorer, Maria's Jetta, Kyle's Mustang, and Bob, Max's
beloved jeep.
~*~
Max had awoken as soon as he recognized not Maria's voice, but Hurricane
Valenti's. He listened in amusement as Maria and Michael argued, and just as
fast as the argument had started, it had ended in silence. After a few moments,
Max raised his eyebrow when he thought he heard a moan. Shaking his head, Max
listened again and sure enough, it was a moan! A grin spread across his face. He
would have to hassle Michael about it later.
Somewhere between the argument, the moans, and Alex's interruption, Liz had
awoken completely disoriented. The first thought that came to her mind was the
fact that she hadn't slept that well in weeks, especially following the…She
shook her head slowly as the second thought registered. Someone was holding her
protectively against them and for the first time in a long time Liz felt
content, at peace, safe, and warm as she drew warmth from the body beneath her.
Unaware of where she was or whom she was lying on, Liz snuggled even closer to
the warmth she felt, and her arms tightened around the person whom she assumed
was Michael. She let out a content smile eliciting a chuckle from "Michael", and
she felt it as his whole body shook with his delight. It was then she realized
that whomever she was lying on didn't feel like Michael nor smell like him. No
this person smelt and felt like…
"Morning sleepyhead."
Max! Liz's eyes shot open and she struggled away from him, but his arms held
fast, pulling her even closer as she struggled. Finally Liz stopped her futile
attempts and collapsed against Max, tensed and stiff. Max, who had no idea of
what she was feeling at the moment began to massage her arms in hopes of
relaxing and comforting her. Liz swallowed the moan that dared to try to escape
from her lips as she stared up into his amber eyes, "M-max?"
"That's my name, don't wear it out." Liz wrinkled her nose at his lame joke but
giggled slightly anyway, eliciting a smile from Max as he kissed her on the
forehead. "Feeling any better?"
Liz nodded stiffly, still lost in his eyes and unable to form coherent
sentences. Max smiled still, oblivious to her dilemma. "That's good to hear, you
had me worried there Lizbit. You practically blacked out as soon as I laid you
down on the couch. How much have you been sleeping lately?"
Liz looked away suddenly knowing that she couldn't lie if she was drowning in
his eyes and then smirked when she realized that she couldn't lie to him anyway.
So she decided the best plan was to steer the conversation somewhere else,
preferably not anywhere near her.
"Was that Maria I heard?" She asked, suddenly panicking. She so didn't have the
heart to deal with another confrontation, although this one was more damaging to
her ears than her heart. Liz really wanted nothing more than to jump up and bolt
down the stairs, away from Max and away from Isabel, but two strong arms kept
her from going anywhere.
Max merely raised an eyebrow at the abrupt subject change, but decided to let it
go when he saw the almost panicked look in her eye. However, unfortunately, well
not as unfortunate, to Liz, he wouldn't let go of her. Instead, he pulled her to
face him, never prepared to fall into her eyes, but by the time he may have
realized what had happened, it was too late. He was lost.
Liz dreaded looking into his eyes, knowing first that she would lose herself in
them and second, she couldn't bear to see the love there. It wasn't the right
love that shone in Max's eyes, and she feared that it could never be that love,
would never be that love. Alas, before she could even think of putting up her
defenses, she was already lost.
Max unconsciously stroked her hair with one hand, and the other cupped her
cheek, his thumb brushing against her lips. The gentle touch sent shivers down
Liz's spine as she watched Max's amber eyes grow darker and without thinking she
shifted her face closer and closer. Max followed her lead, his own eyes closing.
Closer and closer their faces crept until Liz could feel Max's warm and soothing
breath against her face, a soft inaudible sigh escaping her lips. Closer still
they moved without thought, both lost in their own world. Their lips were so
close now, barely an inch away, and closer they moved. Max could almost taste
the strawberry lip gloss Liz had put on that morning. Liz was lost in the
sensation that was Max, his smell surrounded her senses and his arms tightened
around her body, creating a cocoon of warmth and security. One rational thought
finally came to Liz's mind as their lips were almost touching…
Finally…
"Wakey wakey! The cars are packed, and times a wasting! Up I tell you! Up!"
Maria burst through the door causing Max to release his hold on Liz as the two
jumped apart. Liz stared at Max wide-eyed, the reality of what just happened
finally hitting her as Max shook his head, seemingly coming out of a daze. The
two stared at each other as Maria continued to babble, unaware of the
tension-thick room.
Max stared at Liz in confusion. He knew for a fact that if Maria hadn't
interrupted that they would have…He shook his head again. They wouldn't have. It
wasn't possible. Liz was like a sister to him…
"I need to go call my parents." Max quickly said before racing out of the room,
never noticing the pained expression that crossed Liz's face.
Maria turned around to see Liz's fallen face and a concerned expression settled
on her face. "What's wrong chica?"
Liz continued to stare at the spot Max had been
occupying not more than a mere minute before. Closing her eyes she felt the
warmth surround her as memories of what had transpired came rushing back, but
then came the sinking feeling.
He had run away from it. The look on his face after the near-kiss was enough to
let her know that he hadn't been in control then…that it had been a
near-mistake, but it still hurt her. She had actually believed that he would
finally return her feelings. She was such a fool! Tears started to well up in
her eyes and this time she was powerless to stop them from trailing down her
cheeks.
"Liz!" Maria's worried cry only made her weep harder as she buried her face in
her hands. It was all too much. She had been hurt by not only one Evans, but
two. She vaguely acknowledged Maria's arms as they wrapped around her. Maria
said nothing for once and just comforted her friend. Alex had told her about
Isabel and Liz's confrontation. "Shh, it's ok chica. Let it all out."
Liz just continued to cry bitter tears as Maria held her. After a few moments,
Liz finally got control of herself once more as she willed the tears away and
soon the only evidence that she had been crying was the slight tinge of red on
her face and her puffy eyes. She smiled weakly at Maria, "Thanks Ria. I'm fine
now."
Maria nodded reluctantly before pressing forward, "We better get going."
Liz nodded but stayed seated and stared at the air in front of her. Maria
watched, concerned.
"So we really should get going. Spaceboy's probably eating all the food now."
Liz nodded absently and continued to stare ahead.
"I ran into your bike outside with the Jetta. Sorry." She hadn't of course, but
she had to get Liz's attention, "It's really bad, I think you need to check it
out."
Liz continued to nod, not really hearing.
"I am Queen Chittychittybangbang of Mars. Take me to your party!"
"Nice to meet you." Liz murmured.
Maria stared at Liz incredulously, trying to think of something that would get
her friend's attention. She thought for a few moments before a sly grin crossed
her face.
"Lizzie, Max is doing the funky chicken."
Liz nodded as if understanding and Maria continued, smirking as she sang out in
a singsong voice, "He's doing the funky chicken nekkid like the day he was
born!"
This seemed to snap Liz out of wherever she was as her eyes suddenly became
focused before she let out a strangled, "Huh?!"
She had been in the world of memories again, her mind only registering some of
the words that were coming out of Maria's mouth. Something about some queen. She
had been thinking of a certain amber-eyed male when her mind registered the
words, Max and naked. Her eyes widened and she turned to Maria, a strangled cry
escaping her lips.
Maria was smirking, "I knew that'd get your attention." (A/N: I think that would
get all of our attention. ^_^)
Liz just stared at her confused, "What?"
"I've only been trying to get your attention for the past five minutes!" Maria
exclaimed before that knowing grin caught her lips, "Does someone have a little
crush on Maxie boy?"
Liz's eyes widened even more if possible, and Maria giggled. She looked like a
bug a mix between a bug under a magnifying glass and a deer caught in headlights
as she sat there sputtering and shaking her head. Her mouth was open but no
words were coming out of it.
"I take that as a yes?" Maria prodded, half kidding, half serious. After a few
more moments, Maria looked at her friend's face again, it had suddenly gone
pale. Maria panicked, "Chica! Are you okay? Liz!"
"NO!!" Liz suddenly screamed causing Maria to jump away from her.
"No, you're not ok?" Maria asked and Liz shook her head, "Yes!"
"Yes you're not ok?"
"No!"
"No you are ok?"
"No! I mean Yes! I mean…I don't know what I mean!" Liz cried in confused
frustration. Maria by now was sniffing her cedar oil like crazy, confused
herself.
"Okay, let's start over. Are you okay?"
"Yes."
"What were you saying no to then?"
"No, I don't have a crush on Max." Liz stated matter-of-factly.
"Oh. So no you don't like Max?"
"Yes."
"Yes you do like Max?"
"No! I don't like Max…well, I do like Max."
"So you do like Max?"
"Yes."
"So we agree. You have a crush on Max."
"No!!"
"WHAT?!"
"I like Max, but I don't have a crush on him. He's like a brother." Keep
telling that to yourself Liz. You might start believing it. Liz thought, a
headache forming from all the confusion. "That's like incest."
"Hey, incest is in nowadays." Maria joked, nudging Liz who just giggled.
"Fine then why don't you go marry Kyle?" Liz retorted.
"Buddha boy? Hell no." Maria shook her head, gagging at the disgusting thought.
Liz giggled even harder as Maria went off in her little tirade.
"I mean, can you imagine our kids? Little football playing-cedar oil
sniffing-Buddha quoting-Spaceboy smaking- Marias and Kyles running around
rubbing some little statue's fat belly for luck! Eww! Don't even imagine that!
There will be no little Kyles and Marias in this lifetime or in any galaxy far
far away! Ever! Screw what I said! Incest is totally overrated! Besides, Kyle
wears boxers with little alien men on them, and don't even ask how I know he
wears them! Let's just say I walked into one of him and Tess's kink fest. Eww!
Talk about damaging a girl for life-"
Maria stopped at the loud thud and looked down to see Liz on the floor clutching
her stomach as she laughed hysterically. Maria smirked and then begins to laugh
herself, following Liz's example as she collapsed in giggles. After a little
while, Maria and Liz managed to calm down as they leaned against each other.
"Maria?"
"Yea chica?"
"How do you feel about Casper?" Maria looked at Liz who was staring back at her
seriously.
"The Friendly Ghost?"
"Yea."
"Um…he's ok? Why?"
Liz giggled and it was then Michael popped his head into the room, smiling at
his giggling sister. "You guys ready to go? We're leaving."
Liz looked over at Maria, "Ask Michael."
"Ask me what?" Michael opened the door further and walked into the room,
curiously.
"Does Casper ring a bell?" Maria asked and watched as Michael's eyes widened
before he turned his accusing glare on Liz who was smiling at him innocently.
"You told her about the Casper boxers? We had a deal!"
Liz giggled, and this time Maria joined in too.
"I didn't tell her about them Michael. You just did. I merely asked what she
thought of him." Liz smiled slyly before turning to exit the room as Michael's
eyes widened even further at his mistake. Liz's laughter floated down the
hallway reaching his ears, "Payback for tickling me Spaceboy!"
Michael shook his head before turning back around cautiously, his face bright
red as he glanced at Maria's face before quickly turning around. Maria smiled,
thinking he looked so adorably cute, her mind instantly forgetting how he hurt
her before. What can she say? She loved the idiot. She sidled up to his side, a
sly smile on her face, "Casper boxers?"
Michael just turned redder, and he nearly jumped out of his skin when Maria
slapped him on the behind and suggestively leaned up against him, "Maybe you can
show me sometime?"
With that said and done, Maria kissed him quickly on the cheek before walking
out after Liz. Michael stared after her, at a loss for words once more as he
touched the spot she had kissed, a slow smile crossing his lips. The
embarrassment had been worth it.
tbc….
A/N: Was that totally pointless or what?? I am so sorry that I couldn't get to
the party, but this thing is already 10 pages long, so I decided to split the
chapter into two parts. Ok??
Preview of What's to Come:
Chapter 10b: With So Many Words
Max/Sean/Michael confrontation
Max/Sean confrontation
Liz/Sean interaction
Max/Liz interaction
Max sticking his foot in his mouth!