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1) The Invitation
Max stood there in his arms, unable to stop gazing into his eyes. Her feet were freezing, but all she could concentrate on was his arms around her and the closeness of their bodies.
"This is a restricted area."
Max's head quickly bowed down to hide my face behind his body. She waited there while the hover drone glided off, taking in his scent. It was this scent which haunted her during her heat periods. His smell was clean and manly. All men have this certain smell to them, but Logan was more than that common smell. There was something else mixed in there.
Max raised her head and looked into his eyes again. "We better go"
"In a minute. There is a favour I need to ask"
"Another Eyes Only mission?" Max's heart dropped.
"Sort of. Wanna go on a holiday with me?"
"Where to?"
"It's a surprise"
"Hows a girl supposed to pack if she doesn't know what she is packing for?"
"So you will come?"
"Depends. Will you give me a hint?"
"Pack some fancy, casual stuff. And make sure you will be warm"
"Damn, I was hoping for a holiday on a warm beach"
"Maybe some other time. So are you in?"
"Why would I go with you to save someone in a cold place and take out some master mind when we can do that right here?"
"Because you will be able to experience another culture and take out a bigger mastermind than usual"
"Oh a challenge" Max replied smiling, sarcasm dripping off her every word.
"Max, stop it. Are you coming or not?"
"I'm sure I can swing it"
Logan smiled down at the woman who had made no effort to remove herself from his embrace. Her curls had fallen back as she looked up at him and he could now she just how beautiful she really was. This trip was going to be a dangerous one, but if Max was there, there was less to worry about. "Good, can't imagine doing a job without my favourite cat burglar. We better go"
"Yeah" Max said dreamily. A mysterious holiday with Logan? As if I was going to say no!
They slowly made their way up the embankment and pulled on their shoes.
"See you at seven" Logan said, facing Max.
"Yeah" Max replied.
They walked away, before stoping and turning the other way.
"Wrong way"
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"I can't believe this"
"He needs my help Cindy" Max replied exasperated
"Lover boy is taking you away on a mystery holiday over seas!"
"Cindy, help me pack!" max called out at her room mate
"What sort of clothes do you need Logan?" Bling replied
"Warm ones" Logan called out
"Why? You will have Max to keep you warm through those long nights"
"Girl, we ain't even like that" Max cried
"Sure, so that's why he's taking you away on this romantic holiday"
"Okay Bling, one, Max and I aren't like that and two, I need her help with this mission" Logan said, explaining it to Bling the way someone would to a two-year old
"Are you sure that's what she is thinking?"
"What do you mean"?
"What Original Cindy is trying to say is that maybe Lover boy thinks this is a romantic weekend. I mean, he is finally up and walking about. It opens a whole door of possibilities" Original Cindy stood back, taking in the impression on Max's face
"Boo, I love you to death, but sometimes, you have the complete wrong idea"
"As if him walking about doesn't make things different!"
"Okay, things are different, but that doesn't make everything about Max and my relationship suddenly turn to sex" Logan said, his back to Bling as he continued to fold his clothes
"What ever, man" Bling replied, throwing Logan a sweatshirt, "just pack this"
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"Logan!"
"In here!"
Max walked into Logan's living room to find Logan accompanied by 2 suitcases.
"Hey Max, looking good" Logan said, as he watched Max enter the room. He was pleased to see her wearing a pair of straight-legged black trousers and white shirt under a grey woollen vest.
"Hey, you scrub up pretty nice yourself" Max replied, smiling. Logan was dressed in a charcoal-grey suit, with a pale grey shirt and tie. "I managed to get a maximum of three weeks off from work"
"Wow, that was generous of Normal!"
"He owes me. Any way, I left my stuff downstairs in the lobby"
"Lets go, the plane leaves in a hour"
And with that Max and Logan headed out the door of his apartment and towards the elevator.
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"So can I look at the tickets?"
"Sure, they are in the pocket of that coat"
Max picked up a long black coat from the back seat.
"That's for you" Logan said, without taking his eyes of the road.
Max looked at Logan surprised. "For me?"
"It's going to be cold where we are going and I did think you had a good coat. Do you like it?" Logan held his breath. He had taken a gamble buying that coat. He would have been surprised if Max got mad at him for buying her that coat. He just wanted her to fit in - it was the sort of coat women like his mother would have worn, the sort of coat that women of his mother's class would have worn. And he knew that Max would look beautiful in it.
Max was speechless. The coat was black, beautiful and thick, with a soft satin interior. "I love it" she replied quietly. She reached her hand into the pocket and pulled out two plane tickets.
"Mr and Mrs Gordiani?"
"Yeah, we are travelling as a couple. It seems more secure. Is that a problem?"
"No, I just don't get the name"
"Well, our story is that my father is an expatriate and I'm in the country, visiting old family friends and doing business"
Max looked back down at the tickets. "We're going to Rome? We are going to the Italy?"
"Si. That means yes"
Max smiled. "Scusi, ma Io parlo un po' italtiano?"
Logan raised his eyebrows. "You speak Italian?"
"A little, courtesy of a well rounded education at Manticore"
"Well mine is pretty basic so we may need it. But most of the people we will be associating with will be English-speaking"
"So are you going to tell me about this mission"
"Right, there is a big bad boy running the streets of Rome called Alessandro Trimboli. I have linked all the world's biggest drugs and prostitution rinks straight to him. He is also the head financier for the Red series in South Africa. This guy is world-wide and is loving the States at the moment".
"Why?"
"Think about it Max. People don't have jobs, they don't have money. What are they going to do? Well Mr. Trimboli offers them all jobs dealing his stuff and then gets them hooked on his drugs. So he gets not only another market, but also another client".
"Why don't the junkies just go to another dealer?"
"He makes his own stuff, his own magic pills. Highly addictive and very deadly, these things can kill you in a year"
"Oh"
"Yeah, not nice. So it has been killing of people in their dozens in the states and we're going to shut him down"
"And Eyes Only saves the day yet again"
"Along with his handy side kick, how could he fail?" Logan said kindly, reaching over to place his hand on Max's. Max looked down on the hand that was now resting on her own. Very slowly she turned her hand so that their palms were touching and squeezed his hand. He smiled and quickly looked over at Max, who smiled back. She gently pulled her hand back and looked out the window at the rain and watched the pattern the raindrops made against her window.
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1) The Invitation
Max stood there in his arms, unable to stop gazing into his eyes. Her feet were freezing, but all she could concentrate on was his arms around her and the closeness of their bodies.
"This is a restricted area."
Max's head quickly bowed down to hide my face behind his body. She waited there while the hover drone glided off, taking in his scent. It was this scent which haunted her during her heat periods. His smell was clean and manly. All men have this certain smell to them, but Logan was more than that common smell. There was something else mixed in there.
Max raised her head and looked into his eyes again. "We better go"
"In a minute. There is a favour I need to ask"
"Another Eyes Only mission?" Max's heart dropped.
"Sort of. Wanna go on a holiday with me?"
"Where to?"
"It's a surprise"
"Hows a girl supposed to pack if she doesn't know what she is packing for?"
"So you will come?"
"Depends. Will you give me a hint?"
"Pack some fancy, casual stuff. And make sure you will be warm"
"Damn, I was hoping for a holiday on a warm beach"
"Maybe some other time. So are you in?"
"Why would I go with you to save someone in a cold place and take out some master mind when we can do that right here?"
"Because you will be able to experience another culture and take out a bigger mastermind than usual"
"Oh a challenge" Max replied smiling, sarcasm dripping off her every word.
"Max, stop it. Are you coming or not?"
"I'm sure I can swing it"
Logan smiled down at the woman who had made no effort to remove herself from his embrace. Her curls had fallen back as she looked up at him and he could now she just how beautiful she really was. This trip was going to be a dangerous one, but if Max was there, there was less to worry about. "Good, can't imagine doing a job without my favourite cat burglar. We better go"
"Yeah" Max said dreamily. A mysterious holiday with Logan? As if I was going to say no!
They slowly made their way up the embankment and pulled on their shoes.
"See you at seven" Logan said, facing Max.
"Yeah" Max replied.
They walked away, before stoping and turning the other way.
"Wrong way"
******
"I can't believe this"
"He needs my help Cindy" Max replied exasperated
"Lover boy is taking you away on a mystery holiday over seas!"
"Cindy, help me pack!" max called out at her room mate
"What sort of clothes do you need Logan?" Bling replied
"Warm ones" Logan called out
"Why? You will have Max to keep you warm through those long nights"
"Girl, we ain't even like that" Max cried
"Sure, so that's why he's taking you away on this romantic holiday"
"Okay Bling, one, Max and I aren't like that and two, I need her help with this mission" Logan said, explaining it to Bling the way someone would to a two-year old
"Are you sure that's what she is thinking?"
"What do you mean"?
"What Original Cindy is trying to say is that maybe Lover boy thinks this is a romantic weekend. I mean, he is finally up and walking about. It opens a whole door of possibilities" Original Cindy stood back, taking in the impression on Max's face
"Boo, I love you to death, but sometimes, you have the complete wrong idea"
"As if him walking about doesn't make things different!"
"Okay, things are different, but that doesn't make everything about Max and my relationship suddenly turn to sex" Logan said, his back to Bling as he continued to fold his clothes
"What ever, man" Bling replied, throwing Logan a sweatshirt, "just pack this"
******
"Logan!"
"In here!"
Max walked into Logan's living room to find Logan accompanied by 2 suitcases.
"Hey Max, looking good" Logan said, as he watched Max enter the room. He was pleased to see her wearing a pair of straight-legged black trousers and white shirt under a grey woollen vest.
"Hey, you scrub up pretty nice yourself" Max replied, smiling. Logan was dressed in a charcoal-grey suit, with a pale grey shirt and tie. "I managed to get a maximum of three weeks off from work"
"Wow, that was generous of Normal!"
"He owes me. Any way, I left my stuff downstairs in the lobby"
"Lets go, the plane leaves in a hour"
And with that Max and Logan headed out the door of his apartment and towards the elevator.
******
"So can I look at the tickets?"
"Sure, they are in the pocket of that coat"
Max picked up a long black coat from the back seat.
"That's for you" Logan said, without taking his eyes of the road.
Max looked at Logan surprised. "For me?"
"It's going to be cold where we are going and I did think you had a good coat. Do you like it?" Logan held his breath. He had taken a gamble buying that coat. He would have been surprised if Max got mad at him for buying her that coat. He just wanted her to fit in - it was the sort of coat women like his mother would have worn, the sort of coat that women of his mother's class would have worn. And he knew that Max would look beautiful in it.
Max was speechless. The coat was black, beautiful and thick, with a soft satin interior. "I love it" she replied quietly. She reached her hand into the pocket and pulled out two plane tickets.
"Mr and Mrs Gordiani?"
"Yeah, we are travelling as a couple. It seems more secure. Is that a problem?"
"No, I just don't get the name"
"Well, our story is that my father is an expatriate and I'm in the country, visiting old family friends and doing business"
Max looked back down at the tickets. "We're going to Rome? We are going to the Italy?"
"Si. That means yes"
Max smiled. "Scusi, ma Io parlo un po' italtiano?"
Logan raised his eyebrows. "You speak Italian?"
"A little, courtesy of a well rounded education at Manticore"
"Well mine is pretty basic so we may need it. But most of the people we will be associating with will be English-speaking"
"So are you going to tell me about this mission"
"Right, there is a big bad boy running the streets of Rome called Alessandro Trimboli. I have linked all the world's biggest drugs and prostitution rinks straight to him. He is also the head financier for the Red series in South Africa. This guy is world-wide and is loving the States at the moment".
"Why?"
"Think about it Max. People don't have jobs, they don't have money. What are they going to do? Well Mr. Trimboli offers them all jobs dealing his stuff and then gets them hooked on his drugs. So he gets not only another market, but also another client".
"Why don't the junkies just go to another dealer?"
"He makes his own stuff, his own magic pills. Highly addictive and very deadly, these things can kill you in a year"
"Oh"
"Yeah, not nice. So it has been killing of people in their dozens in the states and we're going to shut him down"
"And Eyes Only saves the day yet again"
"Along with his handy side kick, how could he fail?" Logan said kindly, reaching over to place his hand on Max's. Max looked down on the hand that was now resting on her own. Very slowly she turned her hand so that their palms were touching and squeezed his hand. He smiled and quickly looked over at Max, who smiled back. She gently pulled her hand back and looked out the window at the rain and watched the pattern the raindrops made against her window.
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