The Moon is Not Enough by ThePekingNoodle
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Chapter Two: Where's The Party?
Our hero and heroine have some company…
The minute the bedroom door closed behind them, Max whirled to face Logan. "Do you think it's true?" she demanded.
He shrugged. "Evidently." He appeared unconcerned with the situation.
Max stared at him. "What are we going to do?"
Logan frowned, "As in?" The solution was obvious to him, and he wondered why she didn't realize that all they had to do was take a quick trip to a justice of the peace to make things legal.
"As in we aren't really married." She was getting impatient with his obtuseness and a small sliver of uncertainty crept into her mind. She wondered why he wasn't taking her into his arms and reassuring her that they would fix things with a legal ceremony as soon as possible.
"And in your mind that means what, Max?" He gave her a hard look. Does she want an out?
"It means we aren't married." She turned away from him and walked to the window. Is that what he really wants?
Logan looked at her rigid back and was about to walk over to her. He was interrupted by a soft knocking on the door. He opened it to see Bling standing in the hallway.
"Logan, you have company."
"Tell whoever it is that I'm not home." Logan said shortly.
Before Bling could respond, Original Cindy pushed past him. She stood there with her hands on her hips glaring at Logan. "What's the 411 on the word I just got that you and my girl ain't really married? If you been throwing smoke in her eyes just so you can get down and dirty with her, you are gonna get your ass kicked."
"Whoa." Logan threw up his hands. "This is as much news to me as it is to you."
Cindy looked around the room for Max and spotted her near the window. "Boo? You okay? Your boy givin' me the straight scoop?"
Max nodded. "We didn't know it until Bling brought the paper over today." She didn't mention the doubts that were trying to inch into her mind.
"So what you plannin' on doing about it?" Original Cindy gave Logan a hard look.
Bling ranged himself next to Cindy and it was clear he was waiting for Logan's answer as well.
Logan was becoming annoyed at their intervention into what he regarded as his and Max's personal business. He opened his mouth to give them a blistering reply, but stopped when the front door to the penthouse was thrown open. Oh no, he thought to himself as Kendra entered, talking nonstop.
"Logan what in hell is going on? Max where are you? Are you okay? Wait until Mom hears about this…I have a headache thinking about it…Logan you better call the lobby and tell them not to let any blondes wearing pink up here…And then you better tell me exactly what you're doing to fix this…"
One sentence had fixed itself in Logan's mind "blonde in pink". He looked at Bling and the two of them raced to the concierge phone. Bling got there first, and had picked it up and was waiting for a connection when the elevator dinged.
"Lock the door." Logan hissed.
It was too late. Ashley came floating in dressed in her signature color.
"Logan, darling." She was all over him like a clinging vine before he had a chance to move. "Bling said you weren't here, but I know he doesn't like me and was just trying to keep us apart. As soon as I hung up, I knew you'd be waiting for me to get here. What lovely news."
She looked at Original Cindy and Kendra who were standing there, momentarily speechless. "Oh, are you here to pick up your little gold digger friend? Well do it and get out. Logan and I need to spend some quality time together." The sweetness and light was gone from her voice as she addressed them.
Logan disengaged her arms from around his neck and stepped back. The back of his neck was prickling and he could almost feel the heat in the air. "Um, Ashley, I don't think it's the best idea for you to be here right now."
"Darling, you don't have to pretend for their benefit." She tossed a disdainful glance at Kendra and Cindy. "We don't care what they think. I know that you've only been putting up with that little nothing until you could figure out how to get rid of her. And now you don't have to. Isn't that wonderful? Where is she anyway? Packing her things?" She advanced on Logan again and he backed away. Bling stood staring at her in fascination, much as he would watch a poisonous snake as it advanced on its prey.
Max had had enough and she stepped out from behind Kendra and Original Cindy. Logan groaned to himself and wondered what kind of first aid supplies he had on hand.
"I'm right here, darling." Max said sweetly to Ashley in an exaggerated imitation of Ashley's affected manner of speech.
"So you are." Ashley shot her a venomous look.
Max stood next to Logan.
"Give it up sweetheart. He's had enough of you. Logan needs a real woman not some silly little girl." Ashley stepped forward.
"A shame I don't see one around here then." Max retorted.
Ashley gasped and lunged forward grabbing for Max's hair. "Why you little…"
"Ashley don't…" Logan never finished his sentence.
There was a blur of motion and Ashley found herself sitting on the hard wood floor on her pink clad bottom. "You bitch!" she screamed and threw herself forward clutching at Max's ankles. Max was caught off guard and Ashley managed to pull her down onto the floor with her.
That was the last advantage she was to have over Max. The others stood there frozen as Max made quick work of Ashley. In what seemed like seconds Ashley was flat on her back and Max was calmly sitting on her stomach, holding her hands over her head.
"Let go of me." Ashley's hair was sticking out in all directions, her blouse was missing a few buttons and it looked like she had the beginnings of a bruise on her right cheek. "Logan, look what she's done to me," she wailed. "She's a savage."
Max smiled a Cheshire cat grin. She looked unruffled except for a tiny scratch on her face. "You went after me. All I did was defend myself." Her face reflected complete innocence but Logan saw the glint in her eyes.
"Max, let her up," he said mildly.
"Only if she promises not to attack me again. I don't know if she's had her rabies shot and I swear she tried to bite me." Max said sarcastically.
"Bling." Logan nodded to Bling. Bling reached down and took hold of Ashley's hands at the same time that Logan pulled Max off of Ashley. Once Logan had Max clear, Bling pulled Ashley up, never letting go of her hands.
Ashley caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and her face crumpled. Elegant tears began to stream down it. "Oh my god. Look what the little beast did to me."
Logan was holding Max close by him, and he felt her tense. He looked at her and said softly, "Max, don't. Please."
She stared up at him stubbornly.
He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "I know she deserved it, but I think she's had enough. Let it go."
Original Cindy finally regained her voice and stepped forward. She stared hard at Ashley.
"You need to be getting' your pink self outa my sight before I finish what my home girl just started. Ain't no one tries to jack my boo's man away from her."
Ashley flinched back and shot a piteous look in Logan's direction. He was looking down at Max and ignored her.
Bling looked at Kendra. "Kendra, do you think you could help Ashley clean up in the guest bathroom?"
Kendra looked sulky for a moment, but Bling nodded his head slightly in Max and Logan's direction and she capitulated. "Bring her along."
Bling ushered Ashley after Kendra, practically dragging her away from Max and Logan.
Original Cindy looked at the two of them. "You two got enough on your plate right now. This girl's gonna help Kendra and Bling send the pink lady home. Whyn't you go in there until she's gone?" She indicated the bedroom.
Logan looked at Max. "Max? Probably a good idea." He pulled her along with him and closed the door behind them, making sure it was locked.
Once inside he stood there looking at her. She stared back at him defiantly, waiting for the lecture. Instead he started to grin.
"Logan?" Max said, a question in her voice. "You aren't angry at me?"
Logan dissolved into laughter. "Max, I should be furious at you but the expression on Ashley's face when she landed on her butt was priceless."
Max started to giggle.
Logan reached her out and swept her into his arms. "It's kind of nice to know that I have my own personal amazon ready to defend me against anyone and anything. Especially against females dressed in pink."
Max was laughing with him. "Yeah well, seeing as how pink makes you nauseous what else could I do?"
"It does?" Logan asked.
"It damn well better." Max stated.
"It does." Logan stated firmly. Their eyes locked and he leaned in and kissed her. "Have I told you lately that I love you?" His voice was husky when he raised his head from hers.
"Not in the last hour or so." Max teased.
"I love you, Max Cale." He declared.
"Don't you mean Guevara?"
He gave her a mock frown. "I said what I meant."
"What about the legality of our marriage?"
"If it's not really legal, which I'm not so sure of yet, it's going to be."
Max felt a slow warmth growing inside of her. "So is that a proposal ? In case it isn't?"
"No."
Her face fell.
Logan took her chin in his hand. "This is a proposal." He stared intently into her eyes. "I love you and I want to spend my life with you. Marry me, Max."
Max felt her insides melting into a puddle, "Yes, Logan,"she whispered. She paused, "What if the marriage is already legal?"
"Marry me anyway. We missed out on the whole white wedding thing. But you deserve to have that. If you want it."
"I don't care about that. I just care about you."
"Think about it."
"So what do we do now?" Max asked.
"I need to do some research…" Logan began.
No I meant now. We're locked in her until Ashley leaves." Max said with a wicked glint in her eye.
"Well it clearly isn't safe to let you out there with her." Logan said thoughtfully. He slowly began to push Max backwards. She felt the edge of the bed hit the back of her legs. Logan gave her one more gentle push, and she allowed herself to fall backwards onto the mattress, pulling him with her.
"I have some ideas…" she whispered.
"I'm always open to ideas…" he said.
End of Chapter Two…TBC…