A/N: C'mon guys! PLEASE read Look Away. I promise, Max has nothing to do with Logan except one teeny phone call. And if you really don't like it, you don't have to review. Italicsare Max's thoughts.

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Consequences

Green hazel met brown, and Max blushed harder as he smirked.

Running a hand through his hair, Alec gazed down at the small piece of paper and began to quote. "Number one: I hate it that you make me blush whenever you're around. I hate it that whenever you're close to me I get a flutter in my stomach. I hate it that I feel this way about you. I love you, and if I could stop these feelings, I would without a moment's notice."

He looked up, apparently waiting for an answer.

Max wished then that a hole would open up in the floor and take her down to the fiery depths of the earth's core. If she'd had nightmares including lists, this definitely would be in the top ten. Scratch that, this was definitely her worst fear, and it was being played out.

Alec's eyes danced at her inability to talk. "I knew you wanted more than my ass." (A/N: calistra, honey, you are psychic.)

"S-shut up," Max spluttered.

He took one step towards her, holding the list tantalisingly out of reach. "Come and get it, Maxie," he sang.

Eyes narrowing in fury, Max leapt forwards in a vain attempt to grab back that horrid list. Of course, she regretted the move as soon as her feet had left the ground.

She leapt straight into Alec's arms.

Max realised now that there would be no chance of pulling away, as his arms had encircled her waist and was firmly holding her there.

"Let me go, smart ass," Max spat, fighting tooth and nail to get to the list that Alec had conveniently thrown over his shoulder.

The brunette immediately stilled as he leaned down so that his mouth was only inches from her own.

"Now why would I do that?" he whispered, sending shivers up and down her spine.

Max bit her lip in response as Alec's lips moved closer. Her eyes were caught in his gaze, and all she wanted was for him to stop procrastinating and get on with it already.

What the bloody hell am I thinking? Max snapped out of it and began to fight again.

"Because I'll destroy your manhood if you don't."

She was rewarded with a small wince at memories of her previous kicks inflicted on him. But that wince soon turned into his trademark grin, and he pulled her so close that he was only a tantalising few millimetres away.

"Like you would right now, Max."

Now Max was thoroughly pissed, and her first thought was to do just as she threatened. But even as she started to raise her leg, all thoughts of violence were erased as Alec captured her lips with his own.

Max felt completely and utterly ashamed at herself as a fire started low up in her stomach, rising slowly until she gave in to her urges to kiss him back. Her hands curled around his neck for support as one of Alec's hands moved up her back and into her hair, tangling his fingers into the still damp strands.

I can no longer be responsible for my actions, Max though before her senses drowned and her mind fogged.

She was lost in sensation as the kiss spun her on to a place of colour and light, where she could feel nothing except the touch of his hands and the feel of his lips on her own.

A little part of her mind urged her to stop, to think about Logan and the consequences. But Max squashed that annoying little voice in her head firmly down.

Besides, the only consequences that were going to come out of this were going to be good.

THE END

A/N: ((Points Up)) I've always wanted to do that. And thanks to all my lovely reviewers for doing what they do best, reviewing!