This is Max and Dylan's kiss in France from Dylan's POV. This is my first time writing from a guy's point of view so let me know what you think by reviewing (: All of the conversation is taken from Angel which is owned by the amazing James Patterson (: Enjoy!

Oh no. I saw how Fang was treating Max 2 and I could tell it was getting to Max. I turned to look at her to find her launching herself into the sky. I thought about just letting her go so she could have time to think but then my heart took over and I took off after her. She flew so fast her dark hair blowing behind her that I didn't even bother to catch up with her yet. She circled the city several times with me behind her trying to get closer to her. She landed on the Arc de Triumph and I landed on the other side trying to be quite not to startle her. I could tell how upset she was by the way her muscles were so tight in her shoulders.

I walked up to her and gently placed my hand on her beautifully sculptured shoulder. She spun around quickly automatically going into battle mode.

"Don't sneak up" she said, and I could tell I had really startled her and I smiled trying to make her feel better.

"At least I was able to. Ten points for me- I'm getting better" I said trying to lighten the mode as much as possible hating the scowl she had on her otherwise perfect face.

"Didn't know we were keeping score," she mumbled and turned away from me, "Everyone okay?" she asked still not looking at me. I hated not seeing her face.

"Some of Angel's feathers are singed, and her face is a little pink, but she'll be fine. Everyone else is okay. We got a suite in the same hotel Fang is staying at. But on a different floor" I added the last part knowing how being close to Fang hurt her.

"Great" she said and I could tell she was fighting the sarcasm that came so naturally to her. "Is that why you're here? To let me know what hotel we're at?" I stayed quite not sure what to say to make her feel better. I just wanted to see her smile her beautiful smile again. No matter how rude I probably am it's just my way of trying to show her that I care. And I've found that it's not working out to well for me so I had decided lately to just put it all on the table.

"Not exactly. I came after you because you looked upset. And I wanted to be with you" I hoped she could hear the honesty in my voice. She finally turned to face be again and I stared into her amazing eyes that I could easily loose myself in. I could tell she was trying to figure something out in her head.

"About that being-with-me thing," she asked "Why is that really? Because if there's a little bot gene inside of you that says 'Me want Max' all day long, I'm telling you right now, that's just gross. I'm not interested."

See Max is usually right but this is where she's wrong. Yes I was programmed to love her and yes it did start out that way. But the more and more I got to know her, the further in love I fell for her. Even if I wasn't programmed to love her I know I still would. My love for her was so much deeper than some gene. It reached into my soul and consumed all of me every day.

"See?" she jumped in "Time's up. You have no idea why you like me" Oh she was wrong, oh so very wrong. I smiled and gently took her soft hand in mine.

"Well, for starters… you're kind of beautiful" she seemed shocked when I said that. How could she not see that she was the most beautiful girl in the world?

"You have no idea how dumb that sounds Dylan," she snorted and took her hand away, "I guess you're too adolescent to understand that girls want you to like them for who they are, not how they look"

I shrugged and tried to continue " I said 'for starters' You didn't let me finish".

"So… be my guest" I could tell she didn't believe me as she drummed her fingers on the railings so I tried to convince her with my eyes. "Waiting" she said in a singsong tone but I could tell she was getting nervous. I moved towards her slowly giving her a chance to move, and it thrilled me when she didn't.

"Can we… talk about this later?" I asked trying to buy more time with her, "I'm kind of… distracted right now" By how gorgeous you look I added in my head.

She didn't move even though her back was tightly pressed on the safety bars. I touched her cold check with one hand savoring the feel of her skin under mine. I pushed her damp hair away from her face and ran my fingers down her hair trying to memorize the feel. I looked back into her eyes with the most love and compassion I could put into one look.

"Um…" she said.

I steeped even closer and slowly tilted my head to one side my eyes locked on hers once again giving her the chance to move. I touched my mouth to hers and kissed her tenderly. I wrapped one arm around her waist pulling her tighter to me loving the warmth of her body on mine. I felt her surrender as she wrapped her arms around my neck and I kissed her harder never wanting her to let go and never wanting to move from the position we were in now. My hope soared as I continued to kiss her and she kissed me back. No matter the chaos that had happened tonight, that moment was perfect and I wouldn't have changed it for anything. I finally had the girl I loved in my arms, hopefully to stay.