Steeling herself against racy thoughts, Max made her way back to Terminal City. She was getting too bored while Cindy was at work, and she needed to check in with the troops. Once she was done with that, she would put herself in solitary confinement. She only had to make it through the rest of today and tomorrow without doing someone stupid.
She took the sewers just in case.
Once inside the compound, she decided everything looked alright and that the troops could maintain without her. She headed for her room. No need to bother anyone with pointless queries about whether or not they were doing their jobs. Especially not the X-series.
"Max!"
Oh no. Alec. With that one word, uttered in a rich tenor, she felt herself grow hot as her entire body was flooded with blood that boiled just under the surface of her skin.
"Max, where have you been? Logan's been looking for you all morning." Alec couldn't believe he said that. It wasn't any of his business, even if it would make Logan stop pestering him to say it.
"Tell him I'm sick." She brushed past Alec and immediately longed for more contact.
"I'm not telling him anything. This is your screwed up relationship, not mine!" Alec actually seemed upset in his self-centeredness. And that just made her angry.
Anger helped. It helped a lot. How dare he act like Max and Logan's complicated relationship affected him more than it did her and Logan? Good ole anger. "Alec, I don't feel good. Leave me the hell alone!" She stomped all the way to her room, locked the door, then collapsed under her cold shower.
Even anger wasn't enough right now.