"Long night?"
"The longest." Max replied, her voice raucous. She opened one eye to glance at her friend, then closed it again.
"I knew I was smart to stay at Cindy's." She smiled. "I just knew you and Mr. Spiky Hair would be banging the gong. Details?"
"There was no gong banging." Max said simply.
Kendra picked up the empty milk jug from the floor and looked at it curiously. "Oh really?"
"Yes. I mean, no. Yes. No." Max sighed. "Whichever one means that Logan and I didn't do anything."
"So, I stayed at Cindy's for nothing?"
Not nothing. Max thought. I really wasn't looking forward to you coming home and finding me seizing.
"He did stay the night." Max told her. "But nothing happened."
"Okay, so he stayed in your bed, I assume, and you two just... slept?" Kendra shook her head. "Okay, somewhere along the line, something went wrong."
Tell me about it. Max thought, imagining the incompetent lab tech that had crossed the wrong wires in her brain and wringing his or her neck.
"It's actually better this way." Max said. "I don't think Logan and I are at that stage yet anyway."
Kendra rolled her eyes. "Sweetie, two people are always at that stage."
"You're just a big hornball."
"Guilty and loving it." Kendra smiled, then went to her bedroom. She began telling her about what she and Original Cindy had gotten into at Crash the night before, but Max was only half listening. She was actually starting to worry about Logan.
He went for milk almost half an hour ago. It doesn't take this long to get milk. He's probably in a ditch somewhere, with the milk. Or the milk is probably clutched in his cold, dead hands because that's just the way he is.
A few minutes later, she heard the door open and opened her eyes. Original Cindy and Logan walked into the apartment. OC wiggled her eyebrows at Max, then moved to sit on the edge of the coffee table while Logan poured a new glass of milk.
"So, what happened?"
"Nothing." Kendra answered for Max as she walked into the room.
Original Cindy looked down at Max and scoffed. "Right, and Kendra's gonna be wearing a white wedding dress."
"Yeah, I - hey!" Kendra said, then grabbed a throw pillow from the couch and tossed it at Cindy. "Only I can make such jokes about my..."
"Promiscuity?" Max offered.
Kendra thought it over. "Yeah, you know, that sounds a lot better than 'horniness.'"
"Aiight, well, I can see that you need some rest," Original Cindy said. "And that you've got some able care, so Kendra and I are gonna go."
"Where ya going?" Max asked.
"We're gonna get some coffee, then we're going to meet my cousin." Kendra told her. "She needs some man advice, and OC is a fountain of man knowledge, so it just seemed natural."
"Have fun." Max yawned and closed her eyes.
Kendra and Original Cindy made their way to the door, their only stop being to tell Logan to take good care of Max because their offer of "Bobbitization" still stood. After he promised four times that he would take only the best care of her, they finally left.
Logan carried the milk jug and the glass over to the couch, then sat on the edge of the coffee table and set the jug on the floor. After Max sat up, he handed her the glass and watched her drink.
After downing more than half of the drink, Max said, "I, uh, thanks for staying with me last night."
"It was nothing." He told her. "I'd spend the night with you any time."
After he said it, he realized how many different meanings the statement could have, but he decided not to verify. Last night when he had felt Max's body calming to a gentle quiver, he decided that he would no longer try and hide his feelings for her, or what he felt was between them.
"Me too." She replied quietly.
So, it looks like she's decided the same. He thought and smiled.
A/N: I bet my English teacher would be so proud. I used one of our "words of the day" in the story.
raucous - disagreeably harsh or strident : HOARSE
Heh.