I'd just like to explain this chapter. As my dear friend Emma pointed out,
I needed to find a way of combining both the action/adventure side of
things with the little romance which is bubbling away! This is my way of
doing it and if I can please Emma with this chapter, I'm hoping the rest of
you will like it too! Don't forget to review!
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13) On the run
Max met Logan at the bottom of the building and they quickly began to walk down the street, Max struggling into her coat.
"How do you know it was them?" Logan asked
"I heard a voice." Max began before she was interrupted.
"That's her!"
Max and Logan both turned to find two large men pointed straight at them. Logan grabbed Max's hand and they sped through the street. Max guided and they ran down a well-lit and busy street. They slipped through the crowds of people who were heading home, increasingly aware of the two men gaining on them.
Max had an idea. They reached a piazza, where steps surrounded a large fountain. She pulled Logan into a corner of a building, her back against the wall.
"Logan, you are going to have to. they are going to catch up." Max began rushing.
To her surprise, Logan smiled slightly and raised a hand, which he stroked her face with. Max stood spellbound. She forgot they were being chased; she forgot everything. As always Logan blocked out all other senses and as he guided her face to his, she closed her eyes and allowed herself to give into the moment.
Their lips touched gently at first, almost scared of the other person and their reaction. But soon, they began to relax and their kiss deepened. Neither heard nor saw the two guards who were walking about the piazza, still looking for them. None of this mattered. Max ran her hands up into Logan's hair and Logan arms were around her waist under her open coat, pulling her closer towards him.
Logan's fingers slowly brushed against the skin which Max's top revealed as she reached up for him. He felt her shiver slightly at his touch and it scared him that her could do that to her. Hell, it scared him that he was here, kissing Max. It wasn't that he didn't want to, because that definitely wasn't it. He had wanted to kiss her from the first time he had met her. What scared him was that he knew Max and he feared that when these simple moments together were over, she would pull away. As always.
As they continued to kiss, a voice in the back of Max's head began to get louder and louder and she began to argue with it.
What do you think you are doing? You are ruining your friendship and you will probably end up destroying him as well. You are poison, Max. You weren't built to love - you were built to kill the voice cried in her head
No I'm not. I saw his eyes. He didn't look at my as if I was just a piece of meat, as if I was a prize. He looked at me like I was special and important to him! Max tried desperately to argue
Yeah, you are special and important. Who else would do the break ins and re- con if you weren't around? He is just using you for what you are! The voice continued, yet it seemed to grow smaller
No he isn't, Max screamed back silently. He has never treated me as any less than him. Hell, he has gone out of his way to make me feel beautiful on more than one occasion. He doesn't have to say it; I can see it in his eyes. And it isn't the "oh baby I want you so bad" look either. It was gentle and simple, yet conveyed more emotion than words ever could. I want this man to kiss me more than I could possibly believe and no inner-voice is going to control my life!
Logan felt his heart skip a beat as Max began to kiss him more fiercely than ever and he responded to her kiss by following her lead. Her back was against the wall now and both Logan and Max had their hand within the other person's coat, playing gently with the delicate skin they could feel. Their heads were spinning through the overload of senses and finally Logan slowly pulled away with a gentle kiss.
"Em, I think they are gone" he said quietly, a slight uncomfortable tone in his breathless voice.
"I think so," Max replied, trying to take deep breaths.
Their faces were only inches apart, however neither could bring themselves to look the other person in the eye.
"We better go" Logan said, finding the courage to finally look at Max.
Max looked up at Logan and bit her lip. She could see confusion in his eyes and she was sure hers reflected the same feeling. So where do we go from here Logan? We can't go back, but do you really want to go forward? Do I really want to go forward? Do I want me and you to become us and for me to sit back and loose control? Because that was what happened tonight. Everything I knew was right just flew out of my head and I hate feeling as if I have lost control.
Logan stepped back slowly and picked up his abandoned briefcase, almost not wishing to let go of Max, yet knowing that he must at the same time. Max followed and Logan caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye. Her head hung down slightly and she remained deep in thought as they began to head back to the hotel. Logan couldn't believe what had just happened and tried to ignore the feeling of his slightly swollen lips as they made their way back to the hotel.
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They walked through the lobby slowly, Max a few paces ahead of Logan. They nodded at Marco who raised his head and smiled in recognition of the couple. They waited for the elevator to arrive before stepping inside and stood perfectly still as the elevator took them up.
The journey back to the hotel had been a quiet one. Max had walked ahead of Logan the whole time and kept herself distracted by watching closely for the guards to re-appear. Logan, however, watch Max the whole time. Her coat was still open at the front, allowing the wind to catch the back of the coat and causing it to billow out slightly. Her head was held high and her curls bounced with every step Max took. Why am I so scared of being with her? Logan thought to himself. I can't use the Eyes-Only excuse any more - she knows exactly what she is getting into. But if we were to progress beyond friendship, someone may use her against me and I don't think I could stand seeing anyone harm her. But I will still feel this way about her and I don't know if I want the feeling to stop.
Max waited at the apartment door for Logan to open it. He fumbled with the keys, before finally unlocking the door. They entered silently, both standing in the living area, not knowing what to do.
"Em. I'm going to have a shower" Logan mumbled before heading towards the bathroom and shutting the door.
Max groaned as Logan closed the door. Great one Max! Will you make up your mind? Do you want the guy or not? Everyone else says that you do, so what the dealio? Too tired to question herself any more, Max walked into the bedroom, changed and climbed into bed, waiting for the numbness of sleep to overcome her tired body.
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Logan emerged from the shower 30 minutes later to find the apartment silent. He peaked into the bedroom and found Max asleep, her mouth slightly open and her hair ruffled. Logan sighed. Questions were for the morning. Logan pulled out his laptop and began to look through the files Max had stolen just over an hour ago.
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13) On the run
Max met Logan at the bottom of the building and they quickly began to walk down the street, Max struggling into her coat.
"How do you know it was them?" Logan asked
"I heard a voice." Max began before she was interrupted.
"That's her!"
Max and Logan both turned to find two large men pointed straight at them. Logan grabbed Max's hand and they sped through the street. Max guided and they ran down a well-lit and busy street. They slipped through the crowds of people who were heading home, increasingly aware of the two men gaining on them.
Max had an idea. They reached a piazza, where steps surrounded a large fountain. She pulled Logan into a corner of a building, her back against the wall.
"Logan, you are going to have to. they are going to catch up." Max began rushing.
To her surprise, Logan smiled slightly and raised a hand, which he stroked her face with. Max stood spellbound. She forgot they were being chased; she forgot everything. As always Logan blocked out all other senses and as he guided her face to his, she closed her eyes and allowed herself to give into the moment.
Their lips touched gently at first, almost scared of the other person and their reaction. But soon, they began to relax and their kiss deepened. Neither heard nor saw the two guards who were walking about the piazza, still looking for them. None of this mattered. Max ran her hands up into Logan's hair and Logan arms were around her waist under her open coat, pulling her closer towards him.
Logan's fingers slowly brushed against the skin which Max's top revealed as she reached up for him. He felt her shiver slightly at his touch and it scared him that her could do that to her. Hell, it scared him that he was here, kissing Max. It wasn't that he didn't want to, because that definitely wasn't it. He had wanted to kiss her from the first time he had met her. What scared him was that he knew Max and he feared that when these simple moments together were over, she would pull away. As always.
As they continued to kiss, a voice in the back of Max's head began to get louder and louder and she began to argue with it.
What do you think you are doing? You are ruining your friendship and you will probably end up destroying him as well. You are poison, Max. You weren't built to love - you were built to kill the voice cried in her head
No I'm not. I saw his eyes. He didn't look at my as if I was just a piece of meat, as if I was a prize. He looked at me like I was special and important to him! Max tried desperately to argue
Yeah, you are special and important. Who else would do the break ins and re- con if you weren't around? He is just using you for what you are! The voice continued, yet it seemed to grow smaller
No he isn't, Max screamed back silently. He has never treated me as any less than him. Hell, he has gone out of his way to make me feel beautiful on more than one occasion. He doesn't have to say it; I can see it in his eyes. And it isn't the "oh baby I want you so bad" look either. It was gentle and simple, yet conveyed more emotion than words ever could. I want this man to kiss me more than I could possibly believe and no inner-voice is going to control my life!
Logan felt his heart skip a beat as Max began to kiss him more fiercely than ever and he responded to her kiss by following her lead. Her back was against the wall now and both Logan and Max had their hand within the other person's coat, playing gently with the delicate skin they could feel. Their heads were spinning through the overload of senses and finally Logan slowly pulled away with a gentle kiss.
"Em, I think they are gone" he said quietly, a slight uncomfortable tone in his breathless voice.
"I think so," Max replied, trying to take deep breaths.
Their faces were only inches apart, however neither could bring themselves to look the other person in the eye.
"We better go" Logan said, finding the courage to finally look at Max.
Max looked up at Logan and bit her lip. She could see confusion in his eyes and she was sure hers reflected the same feeling. So where do we go from here Logan? We can't go back, but do you really want to go forward? Do I really want to go forward? Do I want me and you to become us and for me to sit back and loose control? Because that was what happened tonight. Everything I knew was right just flew out of my head and I hate feeling as if I have lost control.
Logan stepped back slowly and picked up his abandoned briefcase, almost not wishing to let go of Max, yet knowing that he must at the same time. Max followed and Logan caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye. Her head hung down slightly and she remained deep in thought as they began to head back to the hotel. Logan couldn't believe what had just happened and tried to ignore the feeling of his slightly swollen lips as they made their way back to the hotel.
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They walked through the lobby slowly, Max a few paces ahead of Logan. They nodded at Marco who raised his head and smiled in recognition of the couple. They waited for the elevator to arrive before stepping inside and stood perfectly still as the elevator took them up.
The journey back to the hotel had been a quiet one. Max had walked ahead of Logan the whole time and kept herself distracted by watching closely for the guards to re-appear. Logan, however, watch Max the whole time. Her coat was still open at the front, allowing the wind to catch the back of the coat and causing it to billow out slightly. Her head was held high and her curls bounced with every step Max took. Why am I so scared of being with her? Logan thought to himself. I can't use the Eyes-Only excuse any more - she knows exactly what she is getting into. But if we were to progress beyond friendship, someone may use her against me and I don't think I could stand seeing anyone harm her. But I will still feel this way about her and I don't know if I want the feeling to stop.
Max waited at the apartment door for Logan to open it. He fumbled with the keys, before finally unlocking the door. They entered silently, both standing in the living area, not knowing what to do.
"Em. I'm going to have a shower" Logan mumbled before heading towards the bathroom and shutting the door.
Max groaned as Logan closed the door. Great one Max! Will you make up your mind? Do you want the guy or not? Everyone else says that you do, so what the dealio? Too tired to question herself any more, Max walked into the bedroom, changed and climbed into bed, waiting for the numbness of sleep to overcome her tired body.
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Logan emerged from the shower 30 minutes later to find the apartment silent. He peaked into the bedroom and found Max asleep, her mouth slightly open and her hair ruffled. Logan sighed. Questions were for the morning. Logan pulled out his laptop and began to look through the files Max had stolen just over an hour ago.
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