Ch 11

It was the weekend when Max decided to go home. She couldn't help but feel like she was being watched. Stopping in her tracks, she saw a police car parked beside the sidewalk. Walking over to the car, she watched as the window rolled down.

"Why are you following me?"

"We're just following orders from commissioner Gordon. She has reason to believe George Gibson will come after you."

"There's got to be more important things to do then follow a college girl wherever she goes."

"We're just following orders young lady."

Max left the police car and went inside her home. Looking around the place, it was the same as how she left it. Opening the fridge, she grimaced by the smell coming out from it. "Well I guess I should have figured this would happen," she sighed. "Might as well do my laundry and shower before I get some food."

The washer was running while Max relaxed under the warm water of her shower. She couldn't believe the commissioner thought she needed protection. 'I can protect myself,' she thought. 'He doesn't have any power over me.' A knock from her door made her jump. She sighed as she turned off the water, stepped out of the shower, and saw her fluffy, white plush robe still hanging from her door. Putting it on, she tied the sash tight around her body as she walked towards the door. Looking in the key whole, she sighed in relief. It was Terry.

"Hey Terry, you don't happen to be responsible for the cop car parked outside my place?"

"Uh well yeah but they were suppose to be discrete. I'm sorry Max. It's just that—

"You can't always be there to protect me. Well news flash McGinnis I don't need you to protect me. I can watch out for myself."

"I don't want to risk him taking you, and he's dangerous Max. You know this. He's very good at hiding and who knows when he'll show up. I know you can look after yourself Max, but I need to keep you safe right now. I don't want to lose you Max."

Max was surprised by the desperation in his voice, but it was filled with love. Max felt bad in how she treated him. "I'm sorry Terry. I didn't mean to get frustrated. I'm just—

"An independent woman and I love that about you Max but I'm here for you to, always, just like you've been there for me."

Max realized their bodies were close and as she looked up at him, he smiled. "I love you McGinnis," she smiled.

"I love you to Max," he said as he looked from her face to her robe. "Did I interrupt something?"

"I just got out of the shower, and I'm doing laundry. I have nothing to wear," she smirked as her body rested against his, her hands wrapped around her neck.

His hands found their way to her hips. "Don't tempt me Max. We're not ready for this."

"You are really trying to be a gentlemen about this?"

"You have no idea Max, but I don't want to move too fast with you. I don't want to be someone who pressures you into something you're not ready for."

"I don't want to rush either Ter, but—

"I'm really hard to resist," he smirked.

Max rolled her eyes. "Well look who has an the ego."

"You know I'm just teasing you Max," he said as he leaned his forehead against hers. "Besides this is nice right? Just being together like this."

"Yeah," she smiled, "we don't have to be in a relationship that's just based on sex."

"You're right. Plus that's not much of relationship at all. I'm serious about you Max, just in case you didn't know," he smiled.

"I know. I'm serious about us to," she smiled. "I've never been in a serious relationship before."

"It's always risky Max, but I'm in if you are."

"I'm in all the way Ter."

"So, are you sure you don't have any clean clothes to change into?"

"You're too distracted, aren't you?" she smirked.

"I'm a guy, can you really blame me?"

"I'll try and see if I can find something, but I'm not making any promises," said Max.

"I'll order us some takeout."

"You're a lifesaver McGinnis," said Max as she disappeared into her bedroom.

When she got to her dresser, she opened the top two smaller drawers on top to see thong underwear and one black bra. They were the only clothes in her drawer. She blushed, remembering her sister had given her a pair just to get a reaction out of her. 'Well their the only underwear I have,' she thought as she picked out one and made her way to her closet.

On the hanger she saw a tight black belly shirt and red short shorts were the only things in her closet. She groaned. 'Oh come on, really?' she sighed. 'Why do I feel like my sister had something to do with this?' she shook her head. 'Maybe I'm being paranoid.'

Changing into the only clean clothes she had, she walked into her bathroom and looked in the mirror. 'This is not me, but I guess I don't have choice,' she thought as she left the bathroom and walked into the living room to see Terry had closed the door and had a pizza and bottle of soda in his grasp. He set them down and turned to see Max.

"This is the best I could do McGinnis so don't even think about making fun of me."

"You look nice," he smiled. "I'm sure you're hungry. We should eat."