Part 3
One week later.
"That was."
"Wonderful..." Liz says finishing off Max's sentence and rolling on her side to face him in bed.
"So that's what they mean by truly being on cloud nine." She says with a grin.
"Well then, I just better make sure to take you all the way up to the star's next time my love." Max states with a smug smirk as she crawls up closer to him under the sheets laying her head on his shoulder and sighing contently.
"Max, you've already given me the stars, there's nothing more I could want for."
"Nothing?" He asks giving her a questioning gaze.
"Ok, maybe one thing, about 3 to 4 foot high, brown hair, amber eye's and goes by the name of Aurora, but I think we've got plenty of time to wait till we hold her again some day." Liz says with a sad and yet also happy smile.
"Yeah, we can view every time we make love and cement our relationship even more as a practice run for when we finally conceive her." Max says in a self-satisfied way.
"Practice run? What are you implying Mr Evan's?" She asks raising head up on an elbow.
"Well, what can I say? I think I need to fine tune my technique a bit more, wanna help?" He asks wriggling his eyebrows up and down.
She doesn't get a chance to answer as his lips clam hers in a breath taking kiss and he pulls her once more under the cover's of the bed, starting the process of their love making all over again, doing the very act that will someday bring Aurora back into their lives.
Come away, O human child!
To the water and the wild.
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
~W.B. Yeats
A/N: There maybe a sequel to this at a later date.
One week later.
"That was."
"Wonderful..." Liz says finishing off Max's sentence and rolling on her side to face him in bed.
"So that's what they mean by truly being on cloud nine." She says with a grin.
"Well then, I just better make sure to take you all the way up to the star's next time my love." Max states with a smug smirk as she crawls up closer to him under the sheets laying her head on his shoulder and sighing contently.
"Max, you've already given me the stars, there's nothing more I could want for."
"Nothing?" He asks giving her a questioning gaze.
"Ok, maybe one thing, about 3 to 4 foot high, brown hair, amber eye's and goes by the name of Aurora, but I think we've got plenty of time to wait till we hold her again some day." Liz says with a sad and yet also happy smile.
"Yeah, we can view every time we make love and cement our relationship even more as a practice run for when we finally conceive her." Max says in a self-satisfied way.
"Practice run? What are you implying Mr Evan's?" She asks raising head up on an elbow.
"Well, what can I say? I think I need to fine tune my technique a bit more, wanna help?" He asks wriggling his eyebrows up and down.
She doesn't get a chance to answer as his lips clam hers in a breath taking kiss and he pulls her once more under the cover's of the bed, starting the process of their love making all over again, doing the very act that will someday bring Aurora back into their lives.
Come away, O human child!
To the water and the wild.
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
~W.B. Yeats
A/N: There maybe a sequel to this at a later date.