Hey again! It's been a while. A very long while. Hope no one is too horribly mad at me… *Dodges fruit* HEY! That's not fair! I don't have a fruit stand placed conveniently in front of me! Humph!

Anyways, should I be worried that any random person can copy and paste my fics, then edit them? That probably should scare/worry me, shouldn't it? Oh well…

The rest of the stuff that I have to say is boring, so let's just get on with chapter 14… ish.

Max's POV!

"Are we ready to go?" I asked. The purpose of the question was diminished when Star entered the room, clearly struggling with her dress. Why did I want my girls in dresses again?

Sighing, I said, "Come here, sweetie." She tottered over to me, her black curls bouncing as she went. And of course, just as I wrestled her dress on the phone rang.

"Fang, can you get that?" No answer, "Fang!"

"Max, I'm a little busy at the moment!" I couldn't find an appropriate reply, so I groaned and picked up the phone. Iggy was on the other end, and immediately shouted,

"Where are you guys!"

"We're going to leave the house in few."

"Max, everyone else is here already! Come on, today is a very important day, don't ruin it for me!"

"Don't ruin it for… YOU?" I screamed, "The whole reason we're meeting today is because it's Sky and Star's birthday, you jerk. Think of others for a change."

"Wait-Fang didn't tell you?"

My anger melted almost instantly, "Tell me what?"

"Oh, hey Danielle." He said with his hand over the phone, "Never-mind, Max. See you in a few."

I sneered. Why bring it up and not tell me? Ugh, that boy makes no sense!

Later

We pulled up to the restaurant about half an hour later. The 5 of our "guests" were crowded in the entrance, waiting for our arrival. As soon as they saw us step onto the sidewalk, we were bombarded and the girls were told Happy Birthday.

"Party time!" Nudge shouted. Even at 21, she was the loudest. Figures.

Reluctantly, everyone followed her lead and filed inside. We were seated almost immediately, and our orders arrived not long after. The pleasant atmosphere surprised me, and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. Smiling to myself, I set my hand on the table and Fang laced his fingers between mine. The grin that he flashed me was enough for butterflies to flutter in my stomach. It never failed.

Our light conversations ended the second that our waitress came out of the kitchen. From what I could tell, there was no reason behind her sudden appearance. If she was like any other girl on this freaking planet, she came back to flirt with my husband.

Fang's gaze followed mine, and he shrugged. Of course crazy women following him was normal, it was routine. No matter who it was though, he was mine and would always be mine. Damn his incredibly good looks.

"How does everything taste so far?" the waitress asked, twirling her hair around her finger. The look was supposed to make her seem sexy, but she was just making a fool of herself. No one really looked up from their plates; we all just kind of nodded and hoped that she would go away.

"So why are ya'll here today? Special occasion?" I almost choked on my drink, her southern twang sounded so imitated. That's probably because everything about her was fake.

"My daughters, it's their birthday." Fang said quietly, his eyes on me the whole time.

"Is this one of the birthday girls?" She asked, placing her hands on Star's shoulders. Involuntarily, my baby flinched.

I didn't care what flew out of my mouth at this point. No one had any right to make my baby flinch like that. My reply was sure to be inappropriate, but Fang opened his mouth first.

"Yes." Well, weren't we quite social today?

"Oh, well your daughter is beautiful," The bimbo exclaimed, "She has such deep black hair, and oh my gosh it's so curly!" She smiled and looked to Fang, "I wonder where she gets her beauty from."

That last statement was enough for me. Quickly, I stood from my seat and practically spit,

"You know what I wonder? Why I've let you flirt with my husband so long." The damn waitress looked surprised, as if she just realized that I even existed.

"Max, it's not worth it." In midst of our argument, I didn't see Fang move from his seat. His right hand was resting on the small of my back, his left hand looking to grasp mine. He smiled as another song played on the radio- a slow song. "Let's dance," he offered.

The gesture took my off guard. I couldn't answer; I just let him lead me over to the tiny dance floor.

Surprisingly, we made it through a whole dance without stepping on each other. That could have been because I was still in sort of a daze.

The way my head rested on his shoulder felt natural, meant to be. His arm tightened around my waist and he rested his chin on the part in my hair. He felt my smile and leaned back to look into my eyes.

"I love you so much," he said, "and I promise that you are the only woman who can make me feel something worth showing off." His lips captured mine for a second before he pulled back, an irreplaceable smile spread across his face.

"Watch," He whispered. I searched for what had him spellbound, and my eyes fell upon Iggy. The song on the radio changed into something even softer, and my close-enough-to-biological brother slid down onto one knee. He pulled a black velvet box from his jacket pocket, and asked,

"Danielle Rein, I love you so much that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?" With tears filling in her eyes, Danielle nodded vigorously. Slowly, Iggy stood again and placed the ring on her left hand, his own eyes looking watery.

"Thank you," he said, pulling her into a priceless embrace.

I relaxed against Fang, happy to see that Iggy wasn't such an ego maniac. Today was truly a special day for him.

. That chapter took a while to write. Dang, sorry it took me so long. I started it… 4 days ago? Anywho, it's finally finished… just give me a minute to publish it, you crazy readers.

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