Authors Note: So many of you guys have been asking me "Where's Nudge?" And if you wrote a review (which I absolutely love even if you just simply wrote "MORE!") Then you know that you will find out in chapter 4. But otherwise you must have suffered or something. Anyways, here you go!

The Way You Make Me Feel

I exited the room, closing the door lightly; I could already hear Gasman's snores. Angels deep sighs. I smiled, clicking the door lightly shut.

Fang was standing there smiling, his hand out towards me. I placed mine lightly in his.

"Can you believe we've never ran into any Erasers? Anytime, from Minnesota to New York," his eyes glinted. "Or over the Atlantic."

Something clicked. "Wait, New York?" I asked breathless.

He looked surprised. "Yeah?"

"OH MY GOD!"

He stepped back from me. "Max, you okay?"

"NUDGE!" I looked around franticly. The white hallway seemed much bigger now. My eyes were glued open. No eye-juice left in them. (Is eye juice real?)

"What about her?"

"WHERE IS SHE?!?!?!" I screamed.

"Shhhhhh! She's sleeping!"

"Whoa, are you nuts?"

"Uh, no, but I think you are. Max, she's sleeping right next to Angel, in room 306 we're in 308. Right next door."

"But, she wasn't at the restaurant. And she didn't fly by us, and she's not in that room."

"Max, open the door, and look next to Angel. She's there."

I turned around slowly. Turning the key in the lock, the longest wait of my life. The dark room was filled with deep breathes, snoring, and Total running on his back.

Sure enough, the gorgeous Nudge lay lightly next to Angel. Fang put his arm around my neck.

"Wait," I ran to the side table. Pulling the small notepad from the drawer. I scribbled franticly on the paper.

Dear Nudge and Angel,

I've been to busy lately and for that I'm sorry. So tomorrow we're headed to a small spa. Then a shopping spree. Nudge, I'll let you dye your hair. Not overly strange though okay.

Love,

Max

Fang picked up the paper. Smiling, he grabbed me into a kiss, my head spun. "Fang," I murmured.

"Come on, we don't want to wake them up. You've got a big day tomorrow." He pulled me with him to the other room.

* * *

No nothing gross happened. Trust me. After I got a nice hot shower. We pulled the comforter off the bed. He slept on top of the sheets with the comforter. And I slept underneath the sheets with the comforter over top. His hand in mine.

* * *

Fang was still asleep when I took the girls to Spa la Bella.

"Max! You're the best!" Angel smiled, her teeth flashing in the sun.

"Okay guys, we have a schedule." We were in the changing room. Nudge fought our way in, thank god she knew French. (Don't ask me how, I have no idea.)

"Facials, Mani-pedi's, massage, mud bath, and skin therapy."

"Then shopping?" Nudge begged.

"Well, yes. But be smart, we only have a little bit of room to carry."

"Yeah we know."

* * *

After seven hours of pampering. I felt like a princess. Definitely a weird feeling, at least for me.

"Max, I love the clothes you got for me." Nudge smiled. "I feel so gorgeous; hey can we stop for lunch?"

The sun was so bright outside, a gorgeous site. "Sure, let's eat by the canal. I heard about a small bakery there."

"Come on!"

* * *

We got back to the hotel at 5:30.

I found a note at the side of my bed.

Max,

The boys and I headed up towards the country to play fly-ball. Tonight you're all mine. I have reservations. 7:00 were something nice. Nudge will be in charge. We'll have them order pizza. Or something they have here in France.

Love,

Fang.

"So I'm in charge?" Nudge asked as I set her down on her bed.

"Yes, but you have to keep everyone under control." I said looking at her.

"Okay!" Angel yelled.

"Max!" Nudge yelled, her hands flying up. "What are you going to wear?"

I hadn't actually thought about it. "Uh,"

"Come on." Nudge grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the door. "We're going to a small boutique I saw. They sell dresses."

I ended up wearing a gorgeous dress, and strappy heals.

"Go," Nudge pushed me out of the room, tossing my hand bag after me. She poked her head out of the doorway; Angel was there too, smirking at me.

And there, was my beautiful, one and only love (Holy crap I did NOT say that) Fang.