Part 3: The Confession

Within the span of the next hour Leyla preceded to tell Spinelli how Milo was genuinely sorry that he asked Maxie out and that if he had known better he would never of did that and he was desperate to make it up to his friend. She told him that Milo was going to lead Maxie out to the gazebos and set up the perfect sinario for a moonlit confession of truth.

Meanwhile Milo was talking to Maxie about the situation.

"I shouldn't have asked you to be my date."

Maxie gave him an annoyed look.

"Please don't tell me you're not having fun because I am."

"No, I mean I'm having fun...it's just."

"Just, just what, I swear all you mob types are the same just spit it out already."

"I shouldn't have asked you out because I know a guy who...who."

Maxie gave him an icy glare.

"I know a guy who kind of likes you."

"Well many guys like me spit it out who is it, it's not that jerk Matt Hunter is it because I so don't want to touch that one with a ten foot poll."

"No I can assure you it's not Matt Hunter."

"Good then who is it."

Milo just looked at her. Like he was going to outright tell her Spinelli was hopelessly in love with her.

"I'm not going to say; just that it isn't Matt Hunter."

Maxie just nodded and began to rack her brain on who hew mystery man was.

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Soon Maxie made her way out to the gazebo the chilly September air brushing against her bare shoulders causing a chill down her spine. Pulling her matching green shawl tight over her arms she let Milo's words sink in.

"I know a guy who kind of likes you."

She tried to list all the possibilities in her brain yet never coming up with the right one.

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He stepped outside into the cool air and spotted her under the gazebo. The twinkling lights reflecting off of her giving her and otherworldly aura.

Making his way to the gazebo he said softly.

"Maximista."

She tilted her head to the side and took a look at him. A real look at him. She hadn't noticed before but all cleaned up like this Spinelli was kind of attractive not to mention he was the best sex she ever had and she had allot of sex in her twenty one years of life. Letting out a smile she spoke.

"Hey Spinelli what are you doing out her."

Not answering he climbed under the gazebo and looked at her pulling off his jacket.

"The Maximista looks kind of cold."

She took the coat form him and smiled.

"Thanks Spinelli."

Looking at him in just his dress shirt she could see the contours of his muscles why had she not noticed them before.

Their eyes locked as they stood in silence.

"Spinelli," she said as he called out "Maximista."

They laughed as the spoke in unison.

"Ladies first Maximista."

"Milo told me that there was a guy that like me and wanted to meet me."

"I know."

"You do, who is he Spinelli, don't hold out on me, It's Leo isn't it, you know he totally checks me out when I go visit Robin...no wait Dr's are all the same, is it Johnny, I know he isn't here but he could of crashed..."

Maxie was rambling as Spinelli shook his head.

"You don't get it do you Maximista."

Maxie just looked at him as his eyes looked at her with the same intensity as the night where she came to him for comfort aster Anthony Zacchara nabbed her all those months ago.

He gently placed his palm on her cheek brushing back a stray curl and in that moment she knew.

She watched him nervously move closer to her leaning in ever so slowly into a perfect kiss.

After what felt like forever he pulled back looking into her eyes never breaking his composure.

"I love you Maximista, I have for months, but I was afraid."

"What were you afraid of?"

"I the- I was afraid you would of said no."

Maxie nodded. Truthfully she most likely would have said no four, two, heck even one month ago. It was in this moment however that she truly fell head over heels in love with her best friend.

"And your saying no now aren't you."

She touched his chin and smiled.

"What does this tell you?"

She leaned over and kissed him again with the same intensity that he kissed her. As they pulled back the sprinklers came on around the gazebo causing them to giggle.

"We should go inside; I don't want the Maximista to catch a cold."

Maxie nodded taking his hand and allowing him to lead her inside.

"Wait," Maxie said, "what about our dates."

Spinelli looked over to where Milo and Leyla were talking and laughing and smiled.

"Maximista I think that our dates are otherwise occupied."

Maxie nodded and headed into the room arm in arm.

The music suddenly stopped and it was time for the tossing of the bouquet and garter belt.

When Maxie caught the bouquet all eyes were on her. Her tousled blonde curls, her designer green dress and his dress jacket still on over her shoulders.

She smiled as all eyes looked to where Sonny was now pulling off Kate's garter belt. He watched as Kate whispered to her new husband who made an irritated face before throwing the belt in Spinelli's general direction. After catching it the band picked up to begin to play for the customary dance.

They both smiled like they were sharing some kind of hidden secret as they took there hands and began to glide across the floor, the perfect ending to the perfect evening and it was just the beginning of things to come.

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The End