Babyangel: It wasn't a matter of Logan forgetting. It was more of a quickie kinda statement.

That was not a cliffhanger people. That was a fade to black, cut to commercial, fill in with your own imagination; I mean this is a PG-13 story people :-D. Not to mention me trying to choreograph a love scene would take weeks…You have no idea how many issues I had with character/body placement in their living room and bathroom scene. My brain just doesn't work that way.

Chapter 59

Getting Acquainted

Her arms locked around him and held him in place as she realized he was lifting himself off of her, "Don't go" she huskily murmured amazed she had any energy left to speak. Her entire body felt spent, better yet singed, pure combustion after three years of foreplay…Definitely topped Kendra on that one. It wasn't supposed to be like that. Simple as that, it wasn't supposed to be that good, it wasn't supposed to not only live up to her expectations but surpass them.

He chuckled softly as he remained over her, most of his weight being supported by his forearms, "This can't be comfortable Max." That and he was pretty sure his arms were going to give out soon, he didn't doubt she would fine with all of his weight resting upon her, but there was a difference between being fine and being comfortable.

"Don't go," she repeated tilting up her head, her lips swollen from his kisses.

He smiled as he tenderly reclaimed those lips; he slipped an arm under her and rolled her with him, their positions reversed.

The rush of cooler air hit her and she laughed softly looking up at him, "Hey."

"Hey yourself." He smiled.

"I am never going to be able to watch Bob the Builder again." She said seriously.

He laughed and dropped his head to the side looking at the blue and white baby monitor that had provided their 'background music.' "How long do you think we have?"

She groaned from his chest, "Your guess is as good as mine. We're bad parents." She nodded and then smiled.

"You have great hearing and quick reflexes, he'll be fine." Logan said running his hands down the length of her body.

She smiled, "Should have taken OC with us."

"There would have been a car accident; the motel would have burnt down…"

Max laughed, nice to know they could at least make light of their perpetual bad luck. She started to sit up.

"Where do you think you're going?" he said firmly clasping her waist.

"Thought I might do a little exploring" she said with a small smile and her eyes twinkling.

"Really?"

She nodded.

"Well then, by all means don't let me stop you."

She moved with her typical grace and ease; slowly, teasingly as she knew he was watching. Her fingers trailed down over him and he looked at her puzzled as she stopped by his feet.

"What are you doing?" he asked as she slightly moved his big toe.

"Getting reacquainted with your feet." She smiled.

"I'm very fond of that being attached to my foot." He said remembering the last time.

She laughed and trailed her index finger along his arch, smiling as his foot instinctively curled and a slight tremor passed through his body, "Ticklish?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Sensitive." He replied.

She nodded and proceeded to skim her fingers up his calf, she draped them around to the back of his knee and once more his body jerked, a pleased smile passed over her lips, "Sensitive?" she said seriously with a nod.

He laughed as she returned to her trail up his body. Fingers trailed over more sensitive parts and Logan took a harsh breath and Max once more smiled before dropping down closer to him again placing a series of kisses leading up to his navel. She laughed as he bent forward and pulled her up to him.

"I'm not done." She said finally pulling away from his lips, he groaned as she began to explore his neck.

"Max" he softly murmured

Before he realized she'd even moved, she was tickling the area behind his knee again and his leg kicked out, "I'm sorry" she apologized sitting back laughing.

He shot forward and grabbed her, turning and pinning her beneath him on the bed.

She continued to laugh, "I couldn't help myself…You're ticklish. Logan Cale is ticklish."

"Turn about's fair play Max." he said with a devilish smile just before turning his attention to her neck causing it to jerk in reaction to the scruff, lips and tongue that had just began their assault on her nerve endings.

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"We should go check on Cale." Max said unenthusiastically sometime later, the thought of moving…

"We should." Logan agreed, but neither moved, Logan's arm was still around Max, her head was still on his shoulder, her hand resting high on his chest, a single leg draped over his.

"You know we're the only parents who are actually going to lie to their child about this."

"Hmmm?" he said not following her train of thought.

"How he came to be…Everyone else lies and blames it on a giant bird."

Logan chuckled, "And we actually got him from some giant amphibians."

"Mmmhmm" Max murmured in agreement.

"He's got to have something to hate us for." Logan joked. They'd talked about what they'd tell Cale in the future and lying still seemed to be the best option, it was lie or teach him to lie and hide the truth about himself for his own safety. They'd tell him the truth when he was older.

A crash of logs came over the monitor, "How many times has he knocked that thing down?"

"Quite a few" Logan replied wryly.

"He's bored."

"I know. It's got to be around lunchtime anyway."

"We're moving?" Max asked regretfully.

"We're moving."

Max sighed pushing herself up and pushed back her stray hair, she laughed as Logan pulled her back down to him, "I thought you said we were moving?" she asked as their brief kiss ended.

"We are." He nodded and she went to sit up again, "In a minute" he said pulling her back down.