The shock had finally ebbed away. He stood like a statute, a grave look on his face. He wanted Max, but he wanted a lot of girls. He liked Max, but he liked Asha as well. Max was harsh and annoying and many other things as well. She was funny, sometimes, strong at heart, confident. But so was many other ladies. She wasn't unique, she has an exact replica of herself running around somewhere. His twin was dead, and Max killed him. But out of good intentions. She killed her brother out of good intentions. And he was an exact replica of her brother... Isn't that like incest, what Max wanted to do. She had the look in her eye, that longing look. It made her look hot. Damn hot. But Alec didn't like that look, it was either lust or temporary. And Max doesn't do lust, she can't change over night like she seemed to have done. It had to be temporary, and Alec wasn't going to sleep with Max if it was a temporary hunger. Of course he would sleep with the other ladies...
And she was like the other girls...
He softened his features, finally comprehending what he was seeing. Max looked upset, like she had been tossed aside, wasn't good enough. But she was. Any girl was good enough for a temporary. If she was gonna treat him like a temporary, he would treat her like one. One night stands are always something to remember. Especially if it's between two trangenics...
He walked over to her, laid his hand on her cheek. She tried to push herself into his hand, but he lifted her face up to his and forced her into an embrace, her lips locked onto his, his body onto hers. Their hands fell into each others hair, then slid down to the back. And down, down, down.
"Shouldn't we do this in a room?" Alec murmured as he pushed her against the wall.
"Yeah, probably." Max sighed back, but not breaking them apart. Slowly they fell to the floor, tongues entwined, hands locked over each others necks. Alec pointed out how they should get a room again, and finally Max agreed.
But before they could get up, someone coughed, loudly and pronouncedly, behind them. A shadow loomed over them, arms crossed and sounding undignified.
"Oh, hey Logan." Alec tried to smile, as Max jerked her head backwards. As she shivered she tried to straighten her back, look sophisticated.
"Hey Max. Can I speak with you?" He mumbled, clearly not understanding the situation.
"Hi Logan, no, but how is Asha these days?" Max smirked.
Alec started to feel a lot warmer, then he slipped out of the embrace. He looked hurt, betrayed. Oh god, he thinks I set this up to get at Logan.
"SHIT!" Max spat as Alec started to move away from her, to disappear into the alley.
"I'll leave you two alone." Max barely heard him over Logan's harassing words of dedication, bullshit and hurt.