Chapter 7
Ding Dong. Ding Dong.
Max quickly sat up in bed. Who the hell would be over on a Saturday morning? She turned her body a little so she could look at her clock. 9:00 a.m. She felt a little extra weight on her stomach and looked down to see Terry's arm draped across her mid section. She looked at Terry and smiled. 'He looks so hot when he's sleeping.' She thought. She moved a little to free herself, but soon found that hard to do. Terry seemed to have a good grip on her.
Ding Dong.
"Coming!" she shouted and leaned down just above Terry's face. "Terry, Terry, wake up." 'He looks so kissable.' She was tempted to lay a big smackeroo on his lips right then, but she just couldn't. "Ter. Hey Ter!" When Terry didn't move she pinched his nose shut and waited. In seconds Terry sat up gasping for air.
"Hey! What did you do the for?" Terry asked taking deep breaths.
"Had to get you up some how."
Ding Dong.
"COMING!!!" Max lept out of bed and hurried to open the door. When she flung it open her jaw nearly dropped to the floor.
"Morning Maxine."
"Grayson? What are you doing here?"
"Your not happy to see me Max?" he faked being hurt. He looked at Max and noticed that her shirt was rather thin and short, and that she was wearing a pair of pink panties. 'To match her hair I guess.' Grayson grinned at the site and blushed a little at seeing her with so little on. Leaving so little to the imagination.
"Of course I'm happy to see you. I just, didn't expect you at 9 in the morning ya' know?"
"I'm sorry to bother you so early Max. I just couldn't stop thinking about you. So I had to rush over to see you again to relieve my senses." Gray pulled out from behind him a single red rose and handed it to Max with a bow. "A rose for a rose." Max could hardly believe it. This guy was too sweet!
"Wow. I rarely get flowers. Thank you." Max said letting this feeling of happiness was over her. The two at the door were so absorbed in their atmosphere that neither one noticed when Terry strode up behind Max until he spoke up.
"Ahem." Both Gray and Max looked up to see Terry with a look of anger written on his face. Gray was pissed off to say the least. He looked at the guy and saw that he was only wearing a pair of boxers. Had he slept over at Max's? Where they together? Did they…. Terry glared down at the guy at the door who seemed to be bowing to Max. He took a step closer behind Max so that he could now feel the warmth of her body against his chest.
Max noticed that the two guys were staring daggers at each other, so she spoke up. "Um, Grayson Price, this is Terry McGinnis." Grayson stood straight up and stared at Terry for a second.
"Terry."
"Grayson." The guys didn't budge. After a few minutes of silence Max decided to livin things up.
"Anyone want breakfast?" she asked cheerfully. Hoping to lighten the mood a bit. Terry saw this as a great opportunity to show that Max and he had known eachother for a long time and that here was no way that Grayson could interject.
"Sure Max. I always loved it when you cooked breakfast."
"How 'bout you Gray? Wanna' join us?"
"I'd be honored to taste your cooking." Terry grunted and Max elbowed him in the ribs, gently, not forgetting his wound. Max stepped aside so that Gray could come in and closed the door behind him.
"Why not make your self at home? I'll start on breakfast." Max headed toward the kitchen.
"Max." Terry said walking up to her. "Put on something first."
"Huh? Why?"
Terry nodded over toward Grayson. "He isn't used to seeing you like this." 'And I don't want him to get used to it either.' Terry thought. Gray had been staring at them since he had walked in the door. Admiring Max's body and Terry didn't like it in the least bit.
"Fine. Go get me something then." Max said and bent over to reach the pans in the lower cabinets. Unknowingly exposing her rear for all to see. Terry couldn't help but stare for a second, then he looked up at Gray and saw him staring too. Max stood back up and smiled at Terry. "What?" Terry just turned toward Max's room to grab something for her to put on. "Anything you want to eat in particular Gray?"
Gray smiled seeing a hole in Max's words. "Well, you do look delici-"[1]
"DON'T ANSWER THAT!!" Terry shouted and ran back into the room. Terry was now wearing a pair of black jeans and holding a pair of boxers for Max. He stood infront of her as she put them on.
"Ter? Aren't these the pair of your boxers that I wear the most?"
"Yeah, they are." Max turned toward Terry and gave him a hug.
"I had lost these over a month ago! That's why you only saw me wearing your other boxers. Where did you find them?" Terry had noticed Gray move out of the corner of his eye. Their little chat must be getting to him. Might as well milk it for what its worth.
"It was in the back of you cotton drawer." He said as if talking about the weather.
"No wonder I never found them! I would never have looked there for them." Max went back to the task of preparing breakfast and Terry sat down across from Gray. The two sat staring at each other for a while , while Max flipped pancakes and scrambled eggs. Gray was the first to speak up.
"So Ter,"
"Only Max and a select few can all me that."
"So Terry, how long have you known Maxine?"
"Since we were kids. You?"
"Since I fell on her a few days ago. Why are you here this morning? And wearing what you were wearing?"
"It's easier to sleep with her in boxers than in jeans. It's a comforting feeling when her body brushes against mine." Terry said trying to make Gray upset.
"I agree, when she had her body pressed against mine when we kissed last night, I did feel comfortable." Gray smiled back. Terry slid up further in his seat so Gray could get a better look at what he was saying, without having Max hear.
"Grayson. Here's the deal. Don't touch Max and I won't hurt you." He said popping his knuckles. Gray stood up and walked over to Terry, who stood up also. Gray leaned over Terrys shoulder and whispered into his ear,
"It's too late for that McGinnis. Max is like chocolate, once you have a taste, you'll never have enough. Since I've already had a small taste of Max, more so then you'll ever have, I have to have Max as a whole. She will be mine to indulge in. You wait and see." Grayson pulled back and stared at Terry who was ready to punch him out.
"Guys! Breakfast is ready!" she said loudly and beckoned them to come sit at the table. The two young males held their gaze at each other for another minute before the slowly walked over to the table. Once again, sitting as far away from one another as possible. Max walked over to the table and put down three dishes. All three contained a side of eggs, three pancakes, two sausages, and two pieces of bacon. Max can cook really good really fast. Gray was the first person to bite into the complete breakfast, the pancake was at his mercy.
"Maxine."
"Yes?" she said as she looked up from her fork.
"This is the best pancake I have ever tasted." Max's face lit up and she blushed a bit. She nodded her thanks and stared down at her plate. Terry looked up from his plate and sent a warning glare over to Gray.
The meal went on in silence for a while. Gray glancing up at Max and Terry and Terry doing the same. The silence ended when Gray's cell phone rang
"Hello?"
"Grayson, this is David." Gray put his hand over the receiver of the phone,
"Excuse me Max, it's my uncle." Max nodded her head as Gray stood up and walked to the other side of the apartment.
"Yes?"
"Where are you? This morning when I went by your house you weren't there."
"I'm at Maxine's."
"Ahh. Getting information on our helper no doubt. Good job Grayson. I'll see you at your house later on tonight. Report any valuable information to my office. See you then." Gray hung up his phone and stared at it for a minute. He looked up when he smelled the faint scent of strawberries. Maxine.
"Is everything OK?" Max asked with worry in her eyes.
"Yeah. Everythings fine. Hey, I got to go. Family business." Gray tucked his cell phone into his pocket.
"Oh. Alright." Max said walking him to the door. She slowly opened the door and looked up at Gray. "Maybe I'll see you later?"
Gray lifted his hand up to her cheek, "How about tonight? You can come over my house and meet my Uncle. How about it?"
Max could barely speak, "S-s-sure."
"Great! I'll pick you up at 8." He leaned in and placed a quick peck on her cheek. Max closed the door when Gray was out of sight. She closed her eyes and leaned against the door with a sigh. Her heart was beating like crazy and she felt like she was on air. A cough awoke her from her happy thoughts and she was greeted with the angry eyes of one Terry McGinnis.
"Um, maybe we should clean up the breakfast dishes." She said and bounced into the kitchen. Terry looked at Max and his eyes gentled. She seemed to be falling for this Gray dude. He would have to get more information on his competition or else he feared that he'd lose any chance he had with Max, and there was no way Terry would have that. "Ter! You gonna' help me or what?"
"Yeah, here I come." Terry helped Max wash the dishes and then headed to her room to look up info on Grayson Price.
Ding Dong. Ding Dong.
Max quickly sat up in bed. Who the hell would be over on a Saturday morning? She turned her body a little so she could look at her clock. 9:00 a.m. She felt a little extra weight on her stomach and looked down to see Terry's arm draped across her mid section. She looked at Terry and smiled. 'He looks so hot when he's sleeping.' She thought. She moved a little to free herself, but soon found that hard to do. Terry seemed to have a good grip on her.
Ding Dong.
"Coming!" she shouted and leaned down just above Terry's face. "Terry, Terry, wake up." 'He looks so kissable.' She was tempted to lay a big smackeroo on his lips right then, but she just couldn't. "Ter. Hey Ter!" When Terry didn't move she pinched his nose shut and waited. In seconds Terry sat up gasping for air.
"Hey! What did you do the for?" Terry asked taking deep breaths.
"Had to get you up some how."
Ding Dong.
"COMING!!!" Max lept out of bed and hurried to open the door. When she flung it open her jaw nearly dropped to the floor.
"Morning Maxine."
"Grayson? What are you doing here?"
"Your not happy to see me Max?" he faked being hurt. He looked at Max and noticed that her shirt was rather thin and short, and that she was wearing a pair of pink panties. 'To match her hair I guess.' Grayson grinned at the site and blushed a little at seeing her with so little on. Leaving so little to the imagination.
"Of course I'm happy to see you. I just, didn't expect you at 9 in the morning ya' know?"
"I'm sorry to bother you so early Max. I just couldn't stop thinking about you. So I had to rush over to see you again to relieve my senses." Gray pulled out from behind him a single red rose and handed it to Max with a bow. "A rose for a rose." Max could hardly believe it. This guy was too sweet!
"Wow. I rarely get flowers. Thank you." Max said letting this feeling of happiness was over her. The two at the door were so absorbed in their atmosphere that neither one noticed when Terry strode up behind Max until he spoke up.
"Ahem." Both Gray and Max looked up to see Terry with a look of anger written on his face. Gray was pissed off to say the least. He looked at the guy and saw that he was only wearing a pair of boxers. Had he slept over at Max's? Where they together? Did they…. Terry glared down at the guy at the door who seemed to be bowing to Max. He took a step closer behind Max so that he could now feel the warmth of her body against his chest.
Max noticed that the two guys were staring daggers at each other, so she spoke up. "Um, Grayson Price, this is Terry McGinnis." Grayson stood straight up and stared at Terry for a second.
"Terry."
"Grayson." The guys didn't budge. After a few minutes of silence Max decided to livin things up.
"Anyone want breakfast?" she asked cheerfully. Hoping to lighten the mood a bit. Terry saw this as a great opportunity to show that Max and he had known eachother for a long time and that here was no way that Grayson could interject.
"Sure Max. I always loved it when you cooked breakfast."
"How 'bout you Gray? Wanna' join us?"
"I'd be honored to taste your cooking." Terry grunted and Max elbowed him in the ribs, gently, not forgetting his wound. Max stepped aside so that Gray could come in and closed the door behind him.
"Why not make your self at home? I'll start on breakfast." Max headed toward the kitchen.
"Max." Terry said walking up to her. "Put on something first."
"Huh? Why?"
Terry nodded over toward Grayson. "He isn't used to seeing you like this." 'And I don't want him to get used to it either.' Terry thought. Gray had been staring at them since he had walked in the door. Admiring Max's body and Terry didn't like it in the least bit.
"Fine. Go get me something then." Max said and bent over to reach the pans in the lower cabinets. Unknowingly exposing her rear for all to see. Terry couldn't help but stare for a second, then he looked up at Gray and saw him staring too. Max stood back up and smiled at Terry. "What?" Terry just turned toward Max's room to grab something for her to put on. "Anything you want to eat in particular Gray?"
Gray smiled seeing a hole in Max's words. "Well, you do look delici-"[1]
"DON'T ANSWER THAT!!" Terry shouted and ran back into the room. Terry was now wearing a pair of black jeans and holding a pair of boxers for Max. He stood infront of her as she put them on.
"Ter? Aren't these the pair of your boxers that I wear the most?"
"Yeah, they are." Max turned toward Terry and gave him a hug.
"I had lost these over a month ago! That's why you only saw me wearing your other boxers. Where did you find them?" Terry had noticed Gray move out of the corner of his eye. Their little chat must be getting to him. Might as well milk it for what its worth.
"It was in the back of you cotton drawer." He said as if talking about the weather.
"No wonder I never found them! I would never have looked there for them." Max went back to the task of preparing breakfast and Terry sat down across from Gray. The two sat staring at each other for a while , while Max flipped pancakes and scrambled eggs. Gray was the first to speak up.
"So Ter,"
"Only Max and a select few can all me that."
"So Terry, how long have you known Maxine?"
"Since we were kids. You?"
"Since I fell on her a few days ago. Why are you here this morning? And wearing what you were wearing?"
"It's easier to sleep with her in boxers than in jeans. It's a comforting feeling when her body brushes against mine." Terry said trying to make Gray upset.
"I agree, when she had her body pressed against mine when we kissed last night, I did feel comfortable." Gray smiled back. Terry slid up further in his seat so Gray could get a better look at what he was saying, without having Max hear.
"Grayson. Here's the deal. Don't touch Max and I won't hurt you." He said popping his knuckles. Gray stood up and walked over to Terry, who stood up also. Gray leaned over Terrys shoulder and whispered into his ear,
"It's too late for that McGinnis. Max is like chocolate, once you have a taste, you'll never have enough. Since I've already had a small taste of Max, more so then you'll ever have, I have to have Max as a whole. She will be mine to indulge in. You wait and see." Grayson pulled back and stared at Terry who was ready to punch him out.
"Guys! Breakfast is ready!" she said loudly and beckoned them to come sit at the table. The two young males held their gaze at each other for another minute before the slowly walked over to the table. Once again, sitting as far away from one another as possible. Max walked over to the table and put down three dishes. All three contained a side of eggs, three pancakes, two sausages, and two pieces of bacon. Max can cook really good really fast. Gray was the first person to bite into the complete breakfast, the pancake was at his mercy.
"Maxine."
"Yes?" she said as she looked up from her fork.
"This is the best pancake I have ever tasted." Max's face lit up and she blushed a bit. She nodded her thanks and stared down at her plate. Terry looked up from his plate and sent a warning glare over to Gray.
The meal went on in silence for a while. Gray glancing up at Max and Terry and Terry doing the same. The silence ended when Gray's cell phone rang
"Hello?"
"Grayson, this is David." Gray put his hand over the receiver of the phone,
"Excuse me Max, it's my uncle." Max nodded her head as Gray stood up and walked to the other side of the apartment.
"Yes?"
"Where are you? This morning when I went by your house you weren't there."
"I'm at Maxine's."
"Ahh. Getting information on our helper no doubt. Good job Grayson. I'll see you at your house later on tonight. Report any valuable information to my office. See you then." Gray hung up his phone and stared at it for a minute. He looked up when he smelled the faint scent of strawberries. Maxine.
"Is everything OK?" Max asked with worry in her eyes.
"Yeah. Everythings fine. Hey, I got to go. Family business." Gray tucked his cell phone into his pocket.
"Oh. Alright." Max said walking him to the door. She slowly opened the door and looked up at Gray. "Maybe I'll see you later?"
Gray lifted his hand up to her cheek, "How about tonight? You can come over my house and meet my Uncle. How about it?"
Max could barely speak, "S-s-sure."
"Great! I'll pick you up at 8." He leaned in and placed a quick peck on her cheek. Max closed the door when Gray was out of sight. She closed her eyes and leaned against the door with a sigh. Her heart was beating like crazy and she felt like she was on air. A cough awoke her from her happy thoughts and she was greeted with the angry eyes of one Terry McGinnis.
"Um, maybe we should clean up the breakfast dishes." She said and bounced into the kitchen. Terry looked at Max and his eyes gentled. She seemed to be falling for this Gray dude. He would have to get more information on his competition or else he feared that he'd lose any chance he had with Max, and there was no way Terry would have that. "Ter! You gonna' help me or what?"
"Yeah, here I come." Terry helped Max wash the dishes and then headed to her room to look up info on Grayson Price.
