Family Ties, AU, M/L R/ ADULT, Chapter 12, 4/18/05 [WIP]

[IluvMaxEvans]

Disclaimer: I own nothing…nada…zip

Author’s Note: I’m starting yet another story, hope you guys like this one as well

Summary: Liz Parker is dating Zan Evans. What happens when his brother comes back to town, and Liz remembers the summer she met him…and fell in love with him? Will she grow to love him again or forget she had ever met him?






Chapter 1


Liz Parker looked up from the lounge chair she was on, next to the pool. She swore she heard someone walk in the house.

“Must’ve been the wind,” she shrugged off, lying back down on her stomach.

It was the middle of July, and the hottest summer Roswell, New Mexico, had ever seen. Liz decided to take advantage of this and was currently sunbathing in her little red bikini.

The back door opened and shut again, confirming her suspicions; and Liz looked up, smiling as her boyfriend, Zan Evans, walked outside.

“When you asked to come over, I assumed it was to see me,” he teased, sitting beside her on the chair. All he had on were some swim trunks, and sunglasses. His muscular form was beaded in sweat, and to Liz, he looked like a god.

“Of course I did, I just ended up sunbathing by your pool,” Liz replied, flipping around to tan her front, and putting her sunglasses on.

“Did I tell you the news?” Zan asked, stroking her bare stomach.

“No, what news would this be?” Liz asked, peering to gaze at Zan’s beautiful amber eyes.

“Max’s coming to town in a week for the month of August, his coach is giving him a break, being the star player and all,” Zan added with a sneer. Liz sat up and placed her chin on his shoulder from behind him.

“Its ok babe…don’t let him get to you. Just because he plays football doesn’t mean he’s better than you, if you hadn’t majored in acting, we would’ve never met,” Liz said, placing a kiss on his shoulder. They were both currently majoring in acting; Liz was also minoring in biology.

“Thank you baby. At least I know I will always have something that he’ll never have…you,” Zan said, pulling her up with him. Zan had always been a tad bit jealous of Max. Max, his identical twin, had always been the “golden boy”. Star football player in high school, valedictorian, he was the most popular guy as well, and to top it off, he wasn’t even arrogant or cocky, like most guys in his position would be. Sure, they got along really well, it was just when their parents were around Zan couldn’t stand it…they didn’t even pay attention to Zan when Max was around.

Now, at 20, even though Zan was an aspiring actor, Max was UCLA’s star player, and it looked like there was a very good chance of him getting drafted. Zan, on the other hand, had disappointed his father when he went towards acting. His father had always expected him to be either an athlete or a lawyer. He did neither.

“Care to take a swim?” Zan asked, his arms around her waist and, unbeknownst to Liz, slowly guiding her towards the edge of the pool.

“Awww…as much as I would love to go swimming with you, I have to finish my sunbathing babe,” Liz replied a moment too late. Zan jumped in the pool, with her still in his arms.

“You bastard!” Liz playfully exclaimed when she surfaced with a laughing Zan.

“I try,” he said, pulling her against him and giving her a deep kiss while treading the water with his feet, “tomorrow are we still on for the movies and carnival?” Liz nodded and pulled herself away, getting slowly out of the pool, wiggling her butt a little for Zan before lying on her stomach on the lounge chair.

Tomorrow was Zan and hers 6 month anniversary, he was taking her to the movies, and then they were going to the crash carnival.

“Zan! Guess who arrived a week early!” Diane, his and Max’s mom, exclaimed. The next second the back door slid open and Diane walked through the door, Max at her side.

Liz’s head jerked up, gazing into amber eyes and a face identical to Zan’s.

~13 months ago~

Liz walked along the long beach in Los Angeles, California.

Freshman year of college had been tough, way tougher than high school ever was. Her parents had kindly paid for her to take a week long trip to get everything off her mind and enjoy at least part of her summer.

Well, she had been here for a day already and so far, it wasn’t all that exciting. It was hotter than it was in Roswell, but not as sticky and muggy.

She stuck her umbrella in the sand and laid her towel out, pulling her shorts and tank top off to reveal her new purple string bikini. She grabbed her sunglasses and stretched out on her stomach, the umbrella shielding her head from the sun and allowing her body to tan.

She laid there, not moving, just listening to the conversations floating around for a couple of minutes before she was disturbed.

“Excuse me miss, are you wearing any sun tan lotion? It isn’t good to sunbath without it, and I could kindly assist you in putting it on,” someone asked, disturbing her.

She flipped over and sat up, raising her sunglasses and taking a look at the stranger.

He was good looking, to say the least. Flat abs, tan skin, short brown hair, amber eyes that she could get lost permanently in, he was every girl’s dream and waaaay more than just good looking, he was hot!

“Do you use that line with every unsuspecting girl?” Liz retorted, not trusting him. Since her boyfriend, Kyle Valenti, had cheated on her last year, she had found it difficult to trust the male species.

“Only you sugar,” he said with a grin, “I’m Max, Max Evans.”

“Liz Parker; and you’re getting sand on my towel,” she said, nodding down to his feet. He chuckled and kneeled down, brushing it off the towel, “so what, are you like a lifeguard? I mean with the whole “it isn’t good to sunbath with out sun tan lotion.”

“No, I play football for UCLA; I’ll be a sophomore this fall, what about you? Playmate?” Max asked, laughing at her shocked expression.

“No!” she exclaimed, her face turning a shade of red, but laughing as well, “I go to Roswell University, majoring in acting and I’ll also be a sophomore this fall.”

“Aha! I knew it was something like that. Either a playmate, trust me sugar, you got the goods, a model, or an actress,” Max replied, smiling. It was so obvious that he was flirting with her. Liz blushed and pulled a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Wait…did you say Roswell?” Max asked a minute later, his brows furrowing.

“Yeah,” Liz responded lightly.

“I grew up there…me and my twin brother Zan…why don’t I know you?” he asked.

“I went to a private school, and didn’t really get out that much, I was a nerd,” Liz simply replied. Max nodded his head in understanding.

“You sure changed then…because you look nothing like a nerd to me,” he replied.

“Thanks,” Liz said back, offering a small smile.

“Will you go out with me?” he asked after a moment of silence.

“Um…I’m only here until Sunday,” Liz quickly replied, a steady blush once again creeping up her neck.

“Ok, will you go out with me?” Max asked again, waiting expectantly for an answer.

Liz contemplated this for a moment. He seemed to like her pretty much, and he was so totally hot…but could she trust him? She was going to say no, but looked up into his eyes, his soulful amber eyes and couldn’t possibly say no.

“Sure…why not? I’m at the Holiday Inn right up there, suite 310,” Liz said, pointing to a building facing the beach.

“Ok, I’ll pick you up at 5:30!” Max exclaimed, giving a heart melting smile before jogging off.

Liz smiled and laid back down on her back, at least today wouldn’t be boring.

Later that night Max had picked Liz up and they went to a local club, dancing the night away, and Liz fell love for the first time in her life. Not like the love she felt for Kyle….real love.

The next week would forever be branded in Liz’s mind. Max had fully devoted his time to loving her and making her happy. The day before she left they finally made love, and Liz finally woke up.

She left the next day, after a teary goodbye and promises of visits and frequent phone calls…none of which ever came…until now.

~ ~ ~

It had been 13 months since she last laid eyes on Max Evans, and now he was standing right in front of her, in all his beautiful glory. AFTER she had finally moved on.

It had taken a while for Liz to let go of Max, to realize that he wasn’t coming to her, and meeting Zan helped her a bit. After 3 months of trying to deny her growing attraction for Max’s twin brother, in the end, she gave in.

Zan had proved to love Liz just as much as Max did, but deep down in a corner of her heart, Liz knew that she still didn’t love Zan as much as she did Max. It was silly, but your first love stuck with you forever.

And now, here he was, her first love…the first and ONLY person she had ever given herself to, standing looking down at her.

[IluvMaxEvans]

Disclaimer: I own nothing

Author’s Note: Thanks for all the awesome reviews!!! I’m glad this kicked off well


Chapter 2


“Oh please don’t make him say anything! Better yet, please don’t make him remember me!” Liz pleaded in her mind as she sat up, putting her sunglasses on to try to make it harder for him to recognize her. She didn’t look that different from the time she met him in California, except then she had shorter hair, now it was longer.

“Max! I wasn’t expecting you here so early!” Zan exclaimed, walking over and capturing Max in a brotherly hug, and if you looked close enough, you could catch a fleeting glimpse of the relationship they had when they were younger…that extremely strong twin bond, but as soon as you caught it, it was gone, “oh, may I introduce to you, my extremely beautiful girlfriend…”

“Not the last name…not the last name!” Liz desperately thought.

“…Liz Parker!” Zan continued, oblivious to Liz’s silent plea.

“Nice to meet you Liz, I see Zan was extremely lucky in capturing you Liz, you’re extremely beautiful,” Max said, walking over to the lounge chair and shaking her hand.

“Oh God…he remembers me…it is in those eyes, those amber eyes…no! She loved Zan now! And there he goes with his subtle way of flirting…!” Liz thought, scolding herself for her thoughts.

“Nice to meet you too Max,” Liz politely replied, shaking his hand in return. His fingers touched hers and immediately sent a shiver up her spine, which didn’t go unnoticed by Max, who winked at her. This only made her blood boil even more and she abruptly pulled her hand back and smiled, though she was trying to make it appear to be more of a sneer without Diane and Zan noticing. Oh ya, she was pissed and there was no doubt about it. He WAS NOT going to just waltz back in her life like he never left…NO WAY.

“So! Why don't’ we all come inside and have some lemonade and cookies?” Diane asked, draping her arms around Zan and Max and beckoning Liz to follow. She stood up and wrapped her towel around herself before following them inside.

Max sat at the head of the small table and Diane, with the lemonade and cookies, sat on his right, and Zan and Liz sat to his left.

“So Liz…what are you majoring in?” Max asked, smiling.

“Jack ass! He knew very well I am majoring in acting!” Liz thought, he was taunting her!

“Acting,” she replied, trying to keep her voice nonchalant as possible.

“I see, how come I have never seen you around town? Roswell is a small town,” Max asked again. Liz was boiling with anger; he was so totally pushing her buttons!

“Um…I went to a private school, and I was sorta a nerd in school, and didn’t go out much,” Liz said, thinking in her mind that if he said she didn’t look like a nerd now, she’d pop. She smiled, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes.

“Hey bro, what’s with the 3rd degree?” Zan asked, draping his bare arm around her bare shoulders. Liz saw Max’s eyes gleam for second with…jealousy?

She blinked, but then it was gone.

“Just wondering. How have you been doing in school Zan?” Max asked while chugging his lemonade.

“Good, I tried out for a role in a commercial, it’s for this new razor, oh! Liz, tell Max about your contract!” Zan exclaimed, gazing down at Liz with so much love in his eyes that Liz wanted to crawl in a dark, damp place and die for having some of the feelings that she did for Max.

“It’s not that big of a deal…but…ok. I got a gig on the Bold and the Beautiful, a 3 week contract, with possibility of an extension,” Liz said, smiling.

“Liz honey, that’s wonderful! Zan, did you hear that Max is going to be put on a trading card? I hope you get drafted in April baby,” Diane said, beaming at Max.

Liz noticed Zan’s body tense against her back.

“Mom, not now…I’m going to get enough of this from Dad later,” Max groaned, placing his hands on his face.

“No use denying it,” Diane said, “why don’t you 3 go take a swim, Zan and Liz are already suited.

“Sure, why not?” Zan said, getting up and taking Liz’s hand in is, leading her outside, “meet us when you’re done changing!”

“Hey babe, I have to go to the bathroom, lemonade goes right through me, be right back,” Liz said. Zan nodded and quickly kissed her cheek before she went upstairs to use the bathroom.

2 steps away from the bathroom door suddenly Liz’s back was up against the wall and one of Max’s muscular arms were on either side of her, trapping her in place. It was as if the bastard knew she was going to go to the bathroom! Wait…she remembered having lemonade while in California…she must’ve told him that it went straight through her! Damn! Her and her big mouth!

Then his lips were on hers, giving her a breath-taking kiss. His hands moved from beside her and went to her side, slowly sliding up and down her waist.

“M…Max, stop,” Liz moaned, “I’m dating Z…Zan!”

“But you don’t love him…you love me,” Max said kissing her neck.

“No…no, get off! How would you know who I love and who I don’t love? That’s right you don’t because you haven’t been here! You’ve been in L.A.!” Liz exclaimed, pushing Max off of her.

“I’m sorry, I meant to call,” Max said.

“Well you didn’t! I waited 7 MONTHS for you to call or…or show up before finally moving on, because I determined that you were just…just busy with school, but finally I opened my eyes and decided that I was probably another summer fling! Another lay!” Liz cried out, pushing Max out of the way and storming into the bathroom, locking it behind her.

“Liz! No! I lost your number, lame I know…but you weren’t listed in the phone book! I looked up your address online, but that wasn’t there either! I knew Zan had a girlfriend, but I had no clue it was you! Please believe me!” Max exclaimed, putting his hand on the door.

“That is such a fucking lie! Lost my number? Bullshit! And you know what? I bet you still had plenty of girlfriends!” Liz said, trying to fix her puffy eyes.

“No…well maybe 1 or 2, but we didn’t get anywhere! Can we at least be friends?” Max asked, almost falling into the bathroom when she unexpectedly opened the door.

“Friends. This means you treat me like a friend nothing more, nothing less, not a friend with benefits…a friend. Now…we…no, I better get back outside,” Liz said, moving around him and waling quickly down the stairs.

Max looked after her. Why did she affect him so much?
Although he didn’t contact her, he never…NEVER…forgot about her. She was his first and only…much to her disbelief, he was not a playboy.

He went into his room, which his parents kept for him whenever he came to visit, and quickly slipped into some swim trunks, throwing his shirt aside. Though Zan was in very good shape, Max couldn’t help but notice he was in much better shape than him.

He was even more toned than he had been the last time he had been the last time he had seen Liz. After practice everyday and constant work outs, you become majorly buff.

He walked quickly down the stairs and out the back door. Liz was sunbathing on her back, as usual, and Max gazed, unnoticed at Liz’s perfect figure.

It had been the stupidest decision of his life not to work day and night to try to contact her.

Zan was diving into the pool and for a second Max wondered if Liz had dated Zan just to spite him, or because she truly loved him.

Without warning he dove into the pool, since it was all on depth, 8 feet.

He surfaced and shook his head, laughing. Zan dove back in next. They looked up at Liz, lounging in the chair, dry, with her sunglasses on.

They gave each other a knowing look and got out of the pool simultaneously.

“Wait…stop, no!” Liz shrieked as they each grabbed an arm and threw her in the pool.

“Bastards!” she exclaimed, surfacing from the water, dripping wet.

She climbed out of the pool and acted like she was going back to the chair, but at the last second turned around and pushed them in the pool with all her might, bad, stupid move.

Max caught her wrist and pulled her under with him, untying her bikini top in the meanwhile.

Their heads popped up and Liz’s eyes widened.

“You…I’m going to KILL you! Give. Me. My. Top. Back. RIGHT. NOW!!” Liz shrieked.

Max laughed and watched her struggle to swim while covering herself. He looked at Zan, who looked not amused at all.

Zan jumped out of the pool and grabbed Liz’s towel, handing it to her. She quickly wrapped it around herself and got out.

This wasn’t the first time Max had played this game. He did it before in California while at the hotel’s pool when no one was around. Then it was fun, but now that she was mad at him she didn’t like it as much, especially since she was with Zan, and this was supposed to be her first meeting with Max.

Max hopped out of the pool and, laughing, handed Liz her top. This must mean she had never slept with Zan, if she didn’t want him to see her topless…unless it was just because she didn’t want it to be suspicious that she didn’t care that Max saw…to Zan this was their first meeting.

“Max, I can’t believe you just did that! You don’t even know Liz!” Zan exclaimed, glaring at Max.

“Zan…it’s ok, he was just having a little fun, I’m sure he didn’t mean anything by it,” Liz said, placing a hand on Zan’s shoulder.

“Yeah Zanny, chill man,” Max said, giving a small smile.
Zan rolled his eyes and stormed inside, muttering something about a paper due tomorrow to Liz.

“I love him…I really do…he’s like my best friend…most of the time, but right now he’s acting like a prick,” Max mumbled, rubbing his temples. Liz didn’t reply and when he looked up, she was in front of him.

“No, Max Evans, YOU are the prick. You are the biggest prick in the world!” Liz exclaimed, shoving him in the pool, this time not going in with him.

“What the fuck Liz? What’s with you? You’ve changed so much…it’s like you’re not even yourself anymore!” Max exclaimed, pulling his dripping body out of the water and standing, towering over Liz, hands on hips.

“And how would you even know how I am? We only knew each other for a week!” Liz exclaimed.

“That week, I got to know you inside out. Every curve of your body, every inch of your skin,” Max said, tracing her face and arm with his finger, “I KNOW you, and Zan…he isn’t your type. Admit it, you’re only with him to spite me. Sure, you may “love him” but I can see in your eyes when you look at me, that you are clearly “in love” with me.”
Liz thought her heart would stop beating at that second, but if it did, she would die a happy woman.

Maybe part…all of what he said was true…but she wouldn’t admit this. No. She loved Zan. With all of her heart!

“Has your ego always been this big?” Liz asked, moving away from him.

“Only since I met you,” he whispered, coming up behind her and stroking her shoulders softly.

He was trying to seduce her…oh no…and he was sooooo good at it! But she wouldn’t give in…she couldn’t!

He leaned in and kissed her neck in the spot he knew would make her go crazy with lust. It worked. Her head rolled back and she closed her eyes, a small moan escaping her lips as she molded into his embrace.

The second their heated skins touched, she snapped back into reality, knowing that what she was doing was wrong. His hand started to move to her towel, but she stiffened and jumped out of his arms, immediately missing the familiar warmth.

“This is wrong. I love Zan. Tell him I had to go, bye,” Liz said in one breath, quickly running out tot her car and leaving.

Max shook his head and laughed. Turning around, he started to head back in, stopping when he spotted a woman with curly blonde hair gazing at him from the yard next door.

“Um…hi?” he said.

“Oh, hi! I’m sorry for staring Zan!” the woman exclaimed, “you cut your hair…looks great!”

“Um…what’s your name?” Max asked. Obviously she didn’t know that Zan had a twin.

“Tess…” she slowly said, “…are you okay Zan?”

“Yeah, except I’m not Zan, I’m his twin brother Max,” Max said, pulling his shirt on.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I’ll be going then,” Tess quickly said.

“Wait, do you have a boyfriend?” Max asked, an idea forming in his head.

“No…” Tess said, her eyebrows raising.

“Do you want to go on a double date? Zan and Liz, you and me?” Max asked.
“Sure!” Tess said happily.

“Ok, I’ll pick you up at 3:00, we’re going to the movies, then the crash carnival,” Max said, waving before turning away trying not to laugh at her over excitement.

[IluvMaxEvans]

Disclaimer: I own none of the Roswell characters

Author’s Note: WOW!! All the fb is awesome guys! Thanks!! Justa let you know…you might ate Max for this chapter….but he’s not so much an ass as he’s acting…he just wants to get Liz back…lol


Chapter 3

“Hey Liz!” Zan exclaimed, kissing her as she opened the door.

“Oh my god you cut your hair!” she exclaimed, touching his hair, which was now identical to Max’s.

“Yeah, Max convinced me, we’re driving in his ‘Stang, c’mon,” Zan said, taking her hand and leading her outside, “did I mention that you looked absolutely beautiful tonight?” Liz giggled a bit and kissed his cheek.

“You look great too,” Liz replied. Zan was wearing a navy blue t-shirt and jean cargo shorts. Liz had decided to wear a pink flirty skirt and a white spaghetti strapped tank top, with a pink jean jacket over it, to keep her warm, since even though it was scorching hot during the days, at nights it got very chilly.

“Hi Liz!” Tess exclaimed from the front seat of the car. Liz froze for half a second. What was that bitch doing here? Tess had tried to steal Zan from Liz multiple times already.

“Tess…hi! Are you here with Max?” Liz asked as politely as she could muster while getting into the back seat of the car, sitting behind Tess and diagonal from Max.

“Yes, actually,” Tess said, placing her hand on top of Max’s.
Liz tried to restrain her laughter at the way Max’s face looked, but couldn’t.

“Sorry…I just thought of this reeeeeally funny joke Maria told me earlier,” Liz lied, referring to her best friend, Maria Deluca.

Max glanced back at her and playfully glared at her. Liz rolled her eyes and curled to rest her head on Zan’s shoulder. She looked up at him and smiled as his gorgeous hazel eyes crinkled as he smiled back down.

She looked up at Tess and groaned inside her head. Slut. She was wearing a tiny aqua halter top and a red mini skirt. Her boobs were practically popping out, but Liz was sure she didn’t mind in the least.

She then glanced up to Max. He was wearing a black muscle shirt and khaki cargo shorts, with, of course, his sunglasses.

“What movie are we seeing babe?” Liz asked Zan as he stroked her hair.

“Um….I don’t know…Max, got any ideas?” Zan asked Max.

“How about Meet the Fockers?” Max suggested, pulling up at the theatre.

“Sounds great!” Liz agreed, hopping out of the car last. Zan linked his arm with hers and they walked up to the box office, Max and Tess behind them.

“2 for Meet the Fockers please,” Zan said. He paid for the tickets and finally agreed to let Liz pay for their food.

“We’ll get the seats!” Zan said to Max and Tess, walking to the theatre they were in. Liz went to the back of the theatre and sat down, Zan sitting on the aisle seat.

Max and Tess showed up a minute later. Max saw that there were 2 empty seats to Liz’s right, so he took the opportunity and sitting down quickly next to Liz, and Tess sat down next to Max.

Halfway through the movie Liz started to get warm, so she slipped her jacket off, bad move. Max subtly moved his fingers so that they could stroke her arm. She shivered at the touch and her eyes leisurely rolled to the back of her head as his hand moved to her cheek.

“I…I’m going to go to the restroom,” Liz quietly said to Zan. He nodded and let her through, where she hurriedly went down the stairs and stood against the wall, where no one could see her, for a moment and tried to catch her breath, all the meanwhile scolding herself for enjoying Max’s touch. She took a deep breath and continued slowly to the bathroom.

Right as she was about to walk into the one stall bathroom, someone grabbed her arm and spun her around. Her breath hitched as she opened her eyes and her face was barely 2 inches away from Max’s.

“What the…? What was your deal in the theatre? Zan was RIGHT THERE!” Liz quietly exclaimed, ignoring the few glances in their direction. She tried to push him away a little bit, but he didn’t budge.

“You know you liked it Liz…I could tell by the way your body just…shivered at my touch,” Max said, his face steadily getting closer, centimeter by centimeter until his mouth was barely not touching hers.

“Go ahead…kiss me. I’ll show you that you won’t get any reaction from me…I don’t love you anymore!” Liz exclaimed. Max gazed at her for a second, his eyes clouding over briefly before he backed up and let her return to the theatre. She hurried in and sat down next to Zan. He draped his arm around her shoulders. When Max came back up she glared at him, though she doubted he noticed, seeing how it was dark, and scooted closer to Zan.

Max grumpily sat down, but when Tess practically situated herself in his lap, he gently pushed her off, saying that he had a stomach ache.

He glanced over at Liz, who WAS on Zan’s lap, and a surge of jealousy passed through him. He moved over to Tess and twirled a piece of her hair in his fingers before leaning in closer and kissing her. She eagerly opened her mouth for him and, even though his mind told him not to, he slipped his tongue in her mouth, imagining that he was kissing Liz.

Liz glanced over at them, and if Max wanted her to feel jealous, that’s exactly what she DIDN’T feel.

Hurt.

Anger.

Confusion.

That’s what crossed her mind, never jealousy. She was going to turn and French the hell out of Zan, but decided then she wouldn’t be any better than Max.

She stared at the screen, tears beginning to blue her vision.

“Why am I crying? I LOVE ZAN!!!” Liz exclaimed in her mind.

“Keep telling yourself that sugar and maybe you’ll actually believe it,” Max’s voice said in her head. Great. Now he was in her head! She slightly shook her head and the voice vanished.

“That was hilarious!” Zan exclaimed, clinging to Liz, half an hour later.

“Yeah, pretty funny,” Max said, noticing Liz’s pissed expression, not what he was veering for…jealousy…but not anger. Tess was practically glued to his side giggling like a school girl at everything he said and he was about to burst if she didn’t quit it.

“Zan, could you drive?” Max asked. Zan nodded and got into the driver’s seat a Max and Tess got in the back and Liz in the front, with Max diagonal from her.

“Now for the carnival!” Max exclaimed as they drove down the street to the crash carnival.

They all bought tickets and went to the Ferris wheel.

“Uh…I’m sorta…afraid of heights…you can ride with them babe,” Zan said, pecking Liz on the cheek. She rolled her eyes and got into the empty seat.

“Yeah Max…me too, go have fun,” Tess said, deeply kissing Max before pushing him off, where he quickly got into the seat with Liz, who looked in the exact opposite direction. The Ferris wheel started to slowly go up.

“Liz…why are you mad?” Max asked, facing her.

“I’m not…hell…yes I am! You were off there sucking face with Tess after proclaiming your love to me!” Liz shrieked, turning to face him.

“Were you crying?” Max tenderly asked, touching his fingers to her cheek.

“Why would it matter to you?” Liz demanded as the Ferris wheel stopped at the top.

“Because Liz….in L.A., I fell in love with you! I was the stupidest ass in the world not to find someway to find you! I just thought…that you’d reject me I guess…” Max said tentatively.

“W…what a STUPID thought! I was head over fucking heels for you! Why the fuck aren’t we moving?!?” Liz exclaimed in anger, agitated that they weren’t getting back to the ground as soon as possible. Max blinked several times at her statement. He totally wasn't expecting that!

She glanced over the edge and a huge gulp went down her throat as she nearly screamed.

Down on the ground Tess was cornering Zan and was actually feeling him up!

“Money goes a long way around sugar,” Max said, in answer to her question. Liz turned back around, her eyes glistening with tears.

Max’s heart reached out of Liz and he instantly embraced her, stroking her hair.

He leaned over a bit to look at what she was looking at and saw Tess cornering Zan and feeling him up.
Good.

She was actually good for something. Max figured out that Tess really wanted to be with Zan, so he gave her 20 bucks to keep him “busy” while he was on the Ferris wheel with Liz, since he knew Zan was dreadfully afraid of heights.

Yeah, it was wrong…but he’d do anything for Liz….to be with her again.

“Max, just…just kiss me Max,” Liz whimpered. As much as he wanted to, he couldn’t use her like this…he had to earn her friendship before trying to win her love.

“I can’t…not while you’re this upset,” Max replied, kissing her tears away delicately.
He pressed a button and a second later they started going down.

“Look at me, I’m a mess!” Liz laughed, trying to hide the anguish in her voice, but failing miserably. She quickly fixed her makeup and then got out quickly after Max when the Ferris wheel stopped.

“Hey babe, did you have fun?” Zan asked, coming up and taking her hand. She jerked it quickly away, “what’s the matter?”

“Where’s Tess?” Liz spat out, crossing her arms, a cold look on her beautiful features.

“Um…you saw?” Zan asked timidly.

“Did…did I see? Yes I saw!!! Now, would you care to explain why I saw my boyfriend getting it on with the next door neighbor, much less Max’s date??” Liz demanded.

“It wasn’t my fault! She cornered me and just…started to feel me up! I told her to get her filthy hands off of me, and to leave the second I could get a word in!” Zan exclaimed, “Plus, it doesn’t seem like Max cares much about this incident.”

“Leave him out of this! Now…how am I supposed to trust you again after this?” Liz asked, though the stamina in her eyes was slowly fading.

“I promise babe…I had nothing to do with this…I didn’t even WANT her to hit on me…much less feel me up, that right is reserved for you only,” Zan said, offering a small smile. The corners of Liz’s mouth twitched up slightly and she sighed. She walked over to him and hugged him tight.

“Damn,” Max thought, “and how dare he go talk to her like that! That right is reserved for you only, ugh! That right is reserved for her to use on ME maybe!”

Liz smiled at Zan and the 3 of them left. Max bitterly trudging behind them and into the driver’s seat.

[IluvMaxEvans]

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything

Author’s Note: Thanks for all the feedback! From now on, I’m just going to post on Thursdays and Sundays


Chapter 4


Liz stood on a hill, the Hawaiian breeze willowing her hair softly around her head. She was a vision of white, with a flowy skirt and white peasant top with a wreath of flowers in her hair.

“Do you, Elizabeth Parker, take Max Evans to be your lawful wedded husband until death do you part?” the priest asked, as the tropical ocean misted in the back. The palm trees shadowed them from the summer sun. Max…Max was in a pair of black shorts, nothing else…nothing.

“I do,” she said, gazing into his soulful amber eyes.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss your bride,” the priest said, closing his bible and walking away to give the newlyweds some privacy.

Max swept Liz in his arms and kissed her passionately. She eagerly opened her mouth for him, his warm tongue thrusting into her mouth and colliding with hers. He slowly lowered Liz to the ground.

Her outfit was off by the time her skin touched the grass, and Max’s shorts magically disappeared.

People ask if I'm in love with you
Because I'm sitting here with your picture
And smiling to myself
I'm kinda lost in my own thoughts of you
My heart speaks before my mind thinks through
And I blush as I say yes

Max kissed her bare neck, taking in her sweet and salty taste, savoring every moment he had with this angel. She was too good for him…

What a feeling of vulnerability coming over me
And I'm feeling weak and I can't speak
Never thought I'd give in so willingly to a human being
With abilities to set me free
Free, make me be me
Makes me want to say

Your lips, your love, your smile, your kiss
I must admit it's a part of me
You please me, complete me, believe me
Like a melody
Your soul, your flow, your youth, your truth is simply proof
We were meant to be
But the best quality thats hookin' me
Is that you're loving me for me
Is that you're loving me for me

Liz moaned and her fingers tangled into Max’s thick brown hair, pulling him closer to her aching, throbbing body…it had been too long.

People ask why I'm in love with you
Well, let me start by saying
You got my heart by just being who you are
And what we got is between me and you
It doesn't matter about the money I make
Or what I do, or that I'm a, huh, a star

Unconditionally you're there for me
Undeniably you inspire me, spiritually, so sweet
This is meaningful, is incredible, pleasurable, unforgettable
The way I feel, so sweet
Makes me want to say

Max’s mouth lowered to her perk nipple, teasing it slowly with his tongue. She moaned in ecstasy and he gave in to her wish. He took her supple breast in his mouth and sucked ever so lightly on it as his hand slowly started to travel down to her curls.

Your lips, your love, your smile, your kiss
I must admit it's a part of me
You please me, complete me, believe me
Like a melody
Your soul, your flow, your youth, your truth is simply proof
We were meant to be
But the best quality thats hookin' me
Is that you're loving me for me
Is that you're loving me for me

Its so amazing how something so sweet
Has come and rearranged my life
I've been kissed by destiny
Oh, heaven came and saved me
An angel was placed at my feet
This isn't ordinary, he's loving me for me

“Maaaaax!” Liz moaned, pulling him up and seizing his lips in hers, claiming his godly body for her own.

Stripped of all make up, no need for fancy clothes
No cover ups, push ups
With him, I don’t have to put on a show
He loves every freckle, every curve, every inch of my skin
Fulfilling me entirely, taking all of me in
He's real, he's honest, he's loving me for me
Yeah

(Loving me for me- Christina Aguilera)

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Liz bolted up, drenched in sweat, from her bed in her apartment.

“FUCK!!!” Liz exclaimed, burying her face in her palms, “Why me? Why? I love Zan!”

She rolled out of bed and threw on a jean skirt and a t-shirt, then grabbed hr purse and left.

“Maria! Open up!” Liz exclaimed, banging on Maria’s door.

“Chica! Hold your horses!” Maria drowsily called, “ok, this must be like…big, you’re wearing your yellow monkey shirt!” Maria exclaimed as she threw her door open.

“Very. I had a dream…about Max. No, not a dream, a fantasy!” Liz shrieked, rushing into the room and throwing herself on the couch.

“Ohhh! Spill!” Maria said, positioning herself on the arm of the couch.

“Maria! This isn’t good! At all! We were getting MARRIED in my fantasy, and then we…began to do it!” Liz said; her face furiously red.

“This IS big! Max is the only man you’ve ever been with! Maybe you still…” Maria started.

“I DO NOT LOVE HIM!!! I LOVE ZAN!” Liz screamed into a pillow. Maria let out a laugh and fell onto the floor accidentally.

“Fine, if you don’t love him, I believe you,” Maria said, getting up and rubbing her back.

“I just…what should I do?” Liz moaned.

“Kiss him,” Maria said simply.

“WHAT?!?!?” Liz exclaimed, sitting up.

“…kiss him. And then pull away and say you felt absolutely nothing. He’ll get depressed and turn to some ho just waiting to get in his pants back in L.A.” Maria simply said. Liz groaned at Maria, resembling a fish very much.

“But…the problem is…I DO feel things when I kiss him. I know they aren’t right either. I don’t even feel these things when I’m around
Zan!” Liz wailed, standing up and pacing.

“Hmm…sleep with him,” Maria said. Liz stopped suddenly in her tracks and whirled around to face Maria.

“SLEEP WITH MAX?!?!” she bellowed. Maria all of a sudden, started cracking up.

“No! Sleep with ZAN!” Maria said, holding her sides as she laughed.

“Maria…you are obviously suffering from lack of sleep…I’m going to go now,” Liz said, quickly leaving Maria, who was still laughing when Liz left.

Liz walked down the street towards Starbucks. No use in practically falling asleep at work.

Until her gig on ‘The Bold and the Beautiful’ started, she was working at the Crashdown café, the most popular restaurant in town, which her aunt and uncle, her guardians after her parents died, owned.

Max and Zan must’ve been blind when they were younger, because whenever she worked there during the summer, they were there, and she usually ended up waiting their table. Maybe it was just because she had changed so much since she got out of high school.

Her hair used to be short, very short, and she had braces all throughout high school, as well as glasses, which she no longer needed.

She was a major nerd in high school, no doubt about it.

“Hey Liz! The usual?” Scarlet, one of the baristas asked. Liz nodded and took the money out of her purse. This was a small town, so almost everyone knew her, and as for her drink, she always ordered a triple shot iced grande latte.

Scarlet handed her order over and Liz paid, then left.

By the time she walked the 3 blocks to the Crashdown, her coffee was gone. Glimpsing inside, she was glad she had gotten it with 3 sots, it was packed inside at only 10:30!

“Hey Uncle Jeff!” Liz exclaimed after changing into the absurd turquoise alien uniform.

“Hi Lizzie, could you take table 2?” Jeff asked from the register.

“Hi, may I take your order?” Liz asked, taking out her pen and order pad.

“Yeah, I’d like…you,” Max said, gazing up at her.
Liz nearly dropped her order pad. Images of them making hot, passionate, steamy, love on the beach filled her mind.

“Max, what a surprise!” Liz said, letting out an uneasy laugh. Max looked at her questioningly before patting the seat across from him.

“Take a seat, Courtney and Eve just arrived,” Max said, motioning to the other 2 waitresses. She hesitated, glancing around before letting out a sigh and sitting down.

“What’s up?” Liz asked.

“Well…nothing really. I just wanted to talk to you somewhere private, how does the quarry at 3:00 sound?” Max asked. Liz rolled her eyes at him.

“Max…” she began.

“Liz, I just want to talk, please?” he asked, his air of cockiness and boldness disappearing, replaced by an air of desperation.

“…ok, now, are you going to eat?” Liz asked, standing up.

“Nah, I think I’ll get going, see you at 3!” Max sad, walking out briskly.

~ 3:00 ~

Liz drove in silence towards the quarry in her skirt and yellow monkey shirt. She had tempted to change, but then realized this was Max she was meeting, not Zan.

There he was, lying down on a blanket. She parked next to his jeep and walked over to him.

“So Evans, whadya call me here for?” Liz asked, raising her sunglasses at him.

“Come lay down Sugar, might as well relax,” Max said, patting the empty space next to him. Liz rolled her eyes and moved her sunglasses back down then laid down on her back next to him.

“Now, before you say anything…I want to say that I’m sorry for…hitting on you all those times, it was wrong. I want us to at least be friend, since we’re obviously not going to get what we had…” his voice slowly faded from her ears as her mind once again began flashing images of their sweaty bodies entangled with each other in heated passion. First from the real time in L.A., then from her dream.

“I love you Max…” she had said.

“I love you too Liz…Liz!” Max exclaimed, breaking her from her trance, “did you hear me? I want us to be friends.”

“Huh, oh, ya I heard Max. That’s fine. I love Zan,” Liz said.

“Yeah I know. So…as friends, do you want to come over for a swim and stuff alter? Zan will be there, don’t worry, it’s actually a welcome back party, you, me, Zan, mom, dad; who just got back from D.C., your aunt and uncle, Tess; unfortunately, Michael, his girlfriends Maria; who I assume is your best friend, Alex; who is also another of your best friends from what I heard, the Valenti’s…” Max ticked off.

“Wait…the Valenti’s?!? I can’t come,” Liz quickly said, not wanting to see Kyle, recalling their last, not too nice, encounter.

“He won’t bother you Liz, I’ll make sure of it,” Max said in that voice that made her want to love him all over again.

“Fine…I’ll come,” Liz said, hopping up, “what time should I show up at? And does my new friend have any suggestions on what I should wear?”

“5:00, wear the purple string bikini, the one you wore on the day we met,” Max said, grinning as he folded up the blanket.

“Ok, 5:00, and purple bikini, catch ya later!” Liz said, waving. Maybe this would work after all.

[IluvMaxEvans]

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these characters…I wish I did though

Author’s Note: Thanks for all of the excellent reviews!!!!! This chapter will involve a little bit of…almost nookie…lol


Chapter 5


“Ah Liz! You came!” Max exclaimed from the pool where all of the younger crowd were hanging out.

Zan hopped out of the pool and walked up to Liz, kissing her passionately.

“What was that for?” she asked, giggling as they walked to a lounge chair.

“Nothing…just wanted to kiss my girl, why don’t you let me out some sun tan lotion on you?” Zan suggested. Liz nodded and sat on the edge of the chair so Zan could massage it on.

“So, is everyone here?” Liz asked, tingles shooting up her spine as he massaged the lotion into her skin.

“Yup, you were the last to show up, Tess was the first. Luckily she kept her distance, clinging to Max,” Zan said. Liz’s eyes popped open and she looked to where Max was swimming…and splashing water flirtatiously at Tess.

“No…this is fine! We’re only FRIENDS!” Liz told herself firmly. She glanced around some more and saw Maria and Michael making out in a corner, and Alex talking to his wife, Isabel, whom Max didn’t say was coming. Then she saw Kyle. He was glaring at her when his eyes met hers, but he quickly looked away.

“What’s Kyle’s problem? He’s pissed that I dumped him…but I mean, it’s his fault! He cheated on me!” Liz ranted.

“Forget him,” Zan muttered, leaning in and brushing her hair off of her neck the next second Liz felt sensuous lips on her neck.

“See? I DO love Zan…Ohhh that feels so good!” Liz thought to herself, but saying the last part out loud.

“You like that?” he huskily replied, dipping her back in his arms and kissing her passionately.

Max watched his brother make out with Liz and couldn’t help but feel jealous. He saw Tess glare at Liz a few feet away and rolled his eyes. He also saw Kyle glaring over, but at Liz, not Zan.

“I swear, if he does anything to her I’ll kill him!” Max swore to himself silently, “Hey! Either get a room or get in a pool you two!”
He laughed as they looked up startedly. Liz’s eyes widened further when she realized Max had seen her making out. She blushed and stood up, grabbing Zan’s hand and jumping into the pool.

They played around for a while before the adults called them in for dinner. Max jumped out of the pool and grabbed Liz’s hand, helping her out.

“What are you doing?” she hissed as she wrapped a towel around herself.

“Helping you out of the pool….?” Max said slowly, a confused look on his face.

“Oh…well…next time let Zan help me,” Liz said, walking inside behind Max.

“What? Friends can’t help friends get out of a …look over there!” Max urgently whispered, grasping her arm and pointing to a dark corner.

Liz hesitated for a moment, the feeling of his hand on her upper arm sending shivers down her spine, before glancing over to where he was referring. She nearly gasped out loud.

In that corner Tess and Kyle were whispering stuff to each other. Tess them leaned in and kissed Kyle.

Liz grabbed Max’s hand and pulled him inside and upstairs.
“What…what are they up to?” Liz exclaimed, eyes wide.

“Maybe, they’re just…talking…and more?” Max warily suggested.

“That’s like saying you just want to be friends! They’re up to something!” Liz said. Max gaped at her. He did want to be just friends…maybe with benefits…oh never mind, he wanted her…bad.

“We’ll figure it out, don’t worry, let’s go back downstairs, they’ll be worrying,” Max said, walking down the stairs. Liz sighed in frustration, and a moment later walked down.

“Guess who?” someone asked, placing their hands over her eyes. She giggled and smiled.

“Zan?” she asked slyly. The hands came off her eyes and she turned around, receiving a kiss from her man.

“I got your food for ya,” Zan said, handing her her plate with the food he knew she would love, a hot dog, hamburger, original lays, baby carrots, and a Pepsi.

“Thank you baby,” Liz said, taking the plate and kissing him.

They all ate outside on the porch, Liz noticing that Zan was tense the whole time, due to his father’s constant praises to Max, and ignorance of Zan.

None the less, they sat through dinner and politely listened, Zan clutching one of Liz’s hands for re-assurance under the table.

Liz looked across the picnic table and caught Max’s eyes. He rolled them and discreetly nodded his head in his father’s direction, then winked.

Liz smiled softly; he had mentioned back in L.A. how much he hated his father’s smothering attention. She couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.

Sure, he got all the attention, but he didn’t really want it.
When everyone finished eating, Liz excused herself to go to her cat to get something.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Lizzie Parker,” the familiar drawl of Kyle’s said.

Liz quickly closed her cat door and locked it up before turning around to face Kyle.

“Back off Kyle,” she growled, before pushing by him to go back to the house. He grabbed her arm and flung her to him though, roughly kissing her.

She placed her hands on his chest and pushed him with all of her might, but he was too strong.

Tears of frustration fell down her face as she tried desperately to get him to get off. Then suddenly he stopped and she turned to flee, colliding head on with Tess.

She fell to the ground, but when she got back up to apologize, Tess smacked her.

“You little bitch! You’re a man stealing whore!” she exclaimed, smacking her again. Liz’s blood boiled and she smacked Tess right back.

“Shut the fuck up Tess! I’M the whore? That’s a big statement coming from your mouth, I mean, you’re the hooker ere!” Liz exclaimed. At this, Tess reached out and grabbed her hair. Liz yelped in pain as Tess dragged her head close to her face, damn this girl was strong!

“You bitch! You know what? Maybe I am a whore, but I’m a whore your man likes a hell a lot…especially in bed, when we’re fuc…ah!” she cried out, falling to the ground, and dragging Liz down by the hair.

A moment later someone helped her up. It was Max. She smiled at him through her tears, but e didn’t pay attention, he walked straight over to Kyle and punched the living daylights out of him. Right as his fist was poised for another blow Liz grabbed his arm.

“Max, no! His dad, THE SHERIFF, is right over there at your house!” she exclaimed. Max glared at her, but then saw the panic in her eyes and lowered his fist.

“If either of you,” he said, pointing to a seething Tess and Kyle, “touches her again, I will see to it personally that it is the last mistake you ever make.”

Taking Liz by the hand, they walked back up to the house, but Max took her inside and upstairs to his room instead of outside.

“M…Max!” she cried into his chest, finally letting it all out after they sat down on his bed.

“Shhhh…Valenti won’t hurt you anymore…neither will Tess,” Max whispered, smoothing down her hair.

“Sh…she said stuff about…about Zan,” Liz sobbed.

“I know, I saw what Valenti was doing to you, so I rushed down, and heard what Tess said…she’s a bitch, don’t listen to her,” Max said.

“B…but what if it’s true?” Liz said in return.

“Don’t even think that! Zan is too fucking in love with you!” Max exclaimed. Liz pulled back and wiped her eyes with her towel, suddenly realizing she had a bunch of scrapes and bruises.

“I’ll get some stuff to clean you up,” Max said, heading into his bathroom. He came back out with bandages, and hydrogen peroxide.

“No…no. I hate that stuff,” Liz quickly said upon seeing the familiar bottle.

“…Liz…it’ll help, otherwise you could get an infection,” Max said, taking her towel off and instructing her to lie down on her back. With a huff she did so, and Max cleaned and dressed all her scrapes and cuts.

“Thank you Max…we’d better get back,” Liz quietly said a few minutes later as they sat on his bed.

“Liz…I want to be more than friends, and tell me if I’m wrong…but it seems like you do too,” Max said desperately.

“Oh Max…its difficult…complicated…I’m having these weird fantasies...” Liz said accidentally.

“What?” Max exclaimed.

“Oh my big mouth…lately well, once…I had this fantasy about…us...’together’” Liz said, trying to get the point out without delving further.

Max’s eyes widened and he got a wicked gleam in his eyes that both scared Liz and sent shivers through her body.

“’Together’ on the beach of Hawaii, after getting married?” Max asked. Liz’s mouth gaped open and her face turned ghostly pale.

“H…how do you know about that?” she gasped.

“Sugar…I don’t know why or how…but I had the same dream,” Max said huskily, eyes glazed over. Liz’s face unconsciously moved steadily closer to Max’s until they were a mere inch apart.

“I don’t feel anything, I don’t feel anything, I don’t feel anything!” Liz frantically thought. Max let out a small laugh that startled Liz.

“Are you so sure?” he asked. Shit! She said that out loud! Next thing she knew she closed the gap and was kissing him. Their hands intensely moved all over the place. Liz’s hands pacing over Max’s strong shoulders and back, Max’s hands over Liz’s bikini top tie. With a mere flick of his fingers, her top fell off, her perfect breasts falling in his waiting palms.

She moaned as he softly kneaded her eager nipples with his thumbs and her hand moved down to cup his arousal.

He moaned and lowered his mouth to suck on her breast, pushing her down gently on the bed at the same time so that he was lying on top of her.

“Oh sugar,” he said gruffly as she stroked his hardness through his swim trunks, “I want you so bad!”

“Than…take me!” Liz moaned out, her pleasure building to new heights, she hadn’t felt this god in over 13 months…the last time she had been with Max.

She turned her memory to the dream and reveled that this time it was real. Max’s hand disappeared into her soaked bikini bottoms and Liz let out a cry of delight as his fingers found the center of her please, and slowly he began pumping two fingers in and out of her, he was so hard he thought he would burst any second. His pace accelerated and Liz’s hips thrashed up, wanting…needing more.

He pulled his fingers out and seductively licked her sweet juices off of them.

“You’re so wet sugar,” he purred, moving his hand to attend to her breast as he kissed her intensely.

“Oh Max…I need you Max!” Liz moaned, cupping his hardness tighter. He let out a gasp and looked at her. She had a look in her eyes; they were burning with intense passion.

He reached down to pull his swim trunks off, but never got that far.

“Liz?” Zan called from the hallway. Liz nearly cried out in horror, but Max tenderly placed his hand on her mouth. With shaky limbs, she got up and quickly dressed, glancing at Max with a tortured expression.
She realized just how close they had come to doing the unthinkable.

“Liz?!?” Zan exclaimed, knocking on Max’s door.

“I’m here Zan,” Liz said, sitting on Max’s bed, towel wrapped around her.

Zan stepped in and looked at the two warily.

“What??” he said confusedly.

“I tripped, and Max was helping me clean the cuts,” Liz said, getting up, and walking over to Zan. He took her face in his ands.

“You ok?” he asked.

“Yes,” Liz replied, smiling.

“Thanks for helping her bro, I’m glad the two of you get along so well,” Zan said, smiling at Max. Liz smiled sheepishly.

“I’m going to head home Zan, thanks for helping me Max, goodnight,” Liz said, quickly kissing Zan before leaving. It was weird, but it felt weird kissing an in front of Max.

She got in her car and drove home. There was no way she would be sleeping tonight.

[IluvMaxEvans]

Disclaimer: I don’t own Roswell, or any of its characters, I wish I did though

Author’s Note: Thanks for all the fb guys! Sorry I took so long to write this one, but we’ve been having finals the past week so I’ve been pretty busy. This is my first nookie chapter, so tell me how it is seriously; I like to know if it stinks or not so that I can improve it next time


Chapter 6


Liz woke up from sleeping early the next morning to the sound f someone knocking on her door.

Sleep. Sure, she slept, if you could even call it that. All night long she was tossing and turning, not able to forget Max’s touch…not wanting to.

“I’m coming!” she called as she slipped on a pair of very short sorts
and a camisole. She looked through the peep hole and gasped when she saw Max, it was only 6 in the morning!

“Max you fool, what are you doing here so early?” Liz asked, opening her door and letting him in. His hands were in his pockets as he
walked in and looked around.

“Nice place,” he said, changing the topic.

“Max…!” Liz pleaded.

“Fine…last night, err evening, whatever…did that mean anything to you or was it a mistake to you when you realized what you were doing and who you were doing it with?” Max asked.

“Max, I regret nothing that I did last night....BUT, I don’t think we should do it anymore, we need to control ourselves around each other…” Liz said, taking a seat next to Max with her feet crossed underneath her butt.

Max silently nodded his head, as if contemplating it. He then took his hands out of his pockets and rested them on her shoulders.

“What are you doing?” Liz asked; her pulse quickening.

“I want to be with you Liz…but I’ll respect your wishes, I could never force you to do something that you didn’t want to do, and I don’t want to hurt Zan,” Max said, removing his hands from her shoulders.

“Thanks you Max,” Liz said, leaning in and kissing him quickly on the cheek. He left, and she sat back down on her bed.

She tried to fall back asleep but couldn’t keep her mind off Max. She sat up in frustration and threw on a mini dress and left the house.
She pulled up in front of the Evans’ home and walked up to the front door. Max’s car was here. So was Zan’s. Her finger touched the doorbell and she heard their dogs barking before she faintly heard footsteps.

Zan opened the door in his boxers, no shirt, his hair still messed up, and he had a 5:00 shadow, not yet being able to shave.

“Hey Liz,” he said sleepily, kissing her, and then opening the door for her. She smiled and stepped in, “what are you here for?”

“Zan, I want you to kiss me, and kiss me like you mean it,” Liz said, walking up close to Zan. He smiled and snaked his arms around her waist, closing the gap with his mouth. He kissed her deeply, massaging her lower lip with his tongue before she opened her mouth for him. His tongue met with hers and they collided in perfect harmony.

She pulled back a second later and looked at Zan, slightly panting.

“Is that all you came here for?” Zan asked.

“Yeah…pretty much. I’ll see you later Zan,” Liz said, smiling a little. Zan chuckled as she turned around and quickly left the house.

Just as she was about to drive away, somebody tapped on her car window. She turned her head and saw Max.

“Nice…coming here to kiss Zan and try to prove that you love him,” Max said, leaning in through the window.

“Haha Max.. I can’t come to give my boyfriend a kiss in the morning?” Liz asked.

“Sure you can, but it’s just funny…right after we have a talk, you show up and French his brains out,” Max replied.

Liz rolled her eyes even though he was right. She was trying to see how Zan made her feel when he kissed her, compared to how Max made her feel.

To tell the truth, it felt really good when Zan kissed her, way better than Kyle…but when Max kissed her, she floated and it felt like she was in heaven.

“Oh god…maybe I still love Max!!!” she thought.

“Max…get in the car,” she said out loud, unlocking her doors. He chuckled and got in the passenger’s seat.

“Are you kidnapping me?” he asked in a false scared tone.

“Maybe. We,” she said, pointing to her, then to him, “are going to talk.” Max raised his eye brows at her, but then just rolled his eyes and stared ahead.

Liz pulled up at her apartment and practically dragged Max upstairs. Once inside she pushed him onto the couch, and straddled his lap, casing his eyes to widen.

“This is purely scientifical!” she told herself as she leaned down and started to French kiss him. His hands spread across her back as she angled her head to further deepen the kiss. S far…this was way better than Zan.

When he moved his hand to her zipper she pulled back quickly and sat down next to him on the couch.

She looked over and was met by his shocked expression. She giggled and fixed her dress.

“What? Did you think that I was going to let you…you know, take me…after what I said earlier?” Liz said, still giggling, “This was part of my experiment.”

“So…was I better than my brother?” Max asked, figuring out what her ‘”experiment” was right away.

“I can’t tell you, because I don’t know,” Liz lied.

“You lie Liz Parker, you know exactly,” Max said. Duh, she knew she was lying, but if she told Max the truth he’d probably act upon it, or start teasing her, and one way or another Zan would get hurt.

“I’m telling you Liz, you and Zan are more like best friends with benefits than lovers,” Max said to Liz, watching her facial expressions change.

“That’s what you think, for your information, Zan is my life,” Liz declared.

“If you loved him so much, we would’ve never gotten as far as we did last night,” Max whispered, leaning closer to Liz.

Her heartbeat accelerated, but her brain told it to stop.

“No Max, no…ahhh!” she moaned as his lips traveled along her jaw line up to her ear.

“Liz…” he moaned out, nibbling on her earlobe, “don’t hold back…just this one more time…I’ll leave you alone forever afterwards if you want me to!”

She made her decision then, and it was to stay here with Max.

“Max…you’re the better kisser,” Liz barely managed to get out before Max picked her up, kissing her intensely, and walking to her bedroom. Her dress was off in an instant, followed by his shirt and shorts.

He laid her down on the bed and positioned himself over her, kissing down her neck until he reached her bra covered breasts.

She whimpered in pleasure as his hand unlatched her lacy bra before his mouth lowered itself onto one of her hard nipples.

Her hands traveled down his hard chest until they reached the waistband of his boxers. She traced the outline of it with her fingers while he continued suckling on her breasts.

In one swift movement, Liz pulled his boxers off and pulled them down, where he kicked them hastily off, his erection standing proudly up. She grasped his shoulders and flipped his around, so that she was on top.

She kissed him fiercely and moved her lips steadily lower until she was right above his manhood. With one hand she fastly stroked it, enjoying his moans.

Max was in heaven. That’s the only thing that could describe how he felt Liz’s warm, moist mouth enveloping his cock and he cried out in pleasure as he mouth moved on and off of it, mimicking what he wanted to do to a different part of her body at that moment.

“God Liz…so fucking good…oh Liz…oh oh oh!’ Max exclaimed as she used her tongue to tease his balls. He couldn’t hold on much longer…

“Just let it go baby,” Liz purred, sucking on his dick again. Max sighed in relief as a wave of pleasure was released from him as his seed filled Liz’s mouth. She swallowed hungrily and when he was done, Max took Liz and frantically flipped her over, ripping her panties off and guiding his throbbing cock to her wet opening.

“Max…now Max!” Liz cried out, bucking her hips up. The tip of his cock touched her more than ready core and with one thrust, he was inside of her. She cried out in pleasure and wrapped her legs around his waist, and arms around his neck.

It felt so right being here, inside of Liz. It’s where he belonged. He steadily thrust in and out, watching Liz writhe in erotic pleasure before him.

“Max, faster Max!” she moaned. He quickened up his pace as his pleasure built more and more.

“You’re so …tight…sugar let it go…” Max grunted, pumping in and out with incredible speed.

A scream of pleasure erupted from Liz as she hit her orgasm and Max’s seed filled her and he collapsed on top of her.

“Fuck…that was the best sex I’ve ever had…and that’s saying something…you’re the only person to ever touch me this way,” Liz mumbled, tousling his hair.

“Liz?” Max asked, leaning his chin in the valley between her breasts.

“Yeah?” Liz asked.

“I love you,” Max simply replied.

“I love you too,” Liz said, pulling him up to kiss her. They were silent for a minute, until Max got off of her and laid down besides her, pulling her back against his chest.

“…Max,” Liz quietly said, “We’re going to have to tell Zan. I can’t go on with this charade…and he deserves to know.” Hot tears stung her eyes and they fell down her face.

Max’s thumb wiped them away and he kissed her forehead.
“It’ll be ok…I’ll be with you sugar,” he mumbled, giving her hand a squeeze. She nodded her head and took a deep breath.

“Max, what are we going to do when you go back to California?” Liz asked, the question that had been buried in her this whole time, “I can’t care to lose you again.”

“I thought…maybe you could come back with me…” Max said slowly.
“I’d love to…but my family’s here…my friends, my school,” Liz said quietly.

“I know, that’s why I was going to say after that…maybe I could move back to Roswell…” Max started to say, but was stopped by Liz’s gasp.

“No! You can’t quit football! It’s your dream Max!” Liz exclaimed, looking up at him with wide eyes.

“Liz…I’d rather be flat out broke and living in a box on the street if it meant I could be with you. I’ll still play, I’ll just play for Las Cruces, so I can be closer to you,” Max said, kissing her. Liz smiled misty eyed at Max.

“Thank you Max…so how long until we tell Zan?” Liz asked, closing her eyes and taking in his spicy scent.

“Tomorrow?” Max suggested. Liz nodded.

“Are you going back tonight?” she innocently asked, yawning.

“Not unless you want me to. It would be too awkward,” Max whispered to her.

“Good, because I don’t want you to leave…it looks like we’re going to have to be hermits though, we can’t risk going out somewhere and raising suspicions,” Liz said, sitting up on the bed.

“Sounds good to me,” Max shrugged, sitting up as well.

“Ok. I’m starting with a shower,” Liz replied, getting out of bed, not bothering with covers’ he’d seen it all anyways, and walking to the bathroom, quickly getting in the steamy shower.

Max slipped out of bed and, with an evil grin on his face, he walked silently into the bathroom, and into the shower with Liz.

She obviously expected this, because she wasn’t startled at all. She smiled at him and let him soap her up, covering every inch of her body seductively with soap before grabbing her strawberry scented shampoo and massaging it into her hair.

She let out a light moan as he massaged the conditioner into her hair. She turned around and caught his heated lips in her own, kissing him in a frenzy. He was hard and waiting for her, so she wrapped her legs around his waist and let him guide his cock to her.

“Oh Max, Max, Max!” She exclaimed in ecstasy as he continued to pleasure her breasts as his cock thrust in and out of her. When finally he released himself into her Liz collapsed against the shower wall, her chest heaving and a smile lingering on her face. She quickly rinsed out her hair and turned the shower off, wrapping her body in a towel. Max smiled at her an took it off, drying her body before helping her to dress again and dressing himself after she had dried him.

Liz plopped down on the couch and curled up in Max’s arms as they watched the TV. She sighed in frustration at the silence.

“Ugh., Max I can’t take this silence! We have to tell him now!” Liz exclaimed, turning the TV off via remote and pulling Max out of the apartment.

[IluvMaxEvans]

Disclaimer: I don’t own Roswell, or any of its characters, I’m just a hopeless writer, lol

Author’s Note: Thanks for all of the awesome fb, I’m currently in progress of the next chapter, o it should be up next Saturday Hope you like this one This chapter sorta goes from dark, to happier, to dark again…lol, it’s weird, but that’s the mood I was in when I wrote it.


Chapter 7


“Liz!...Max…what are you two up to?” Zan asked warily as they walked into the Evans’ home, Zan seated in front of the TV. Zan started to get up, but Liz held up her hand.

“No…Zan you need to sit down for this,” she said in a shaky voice, sitting down in a chair across from him, Max sitting next to Zan on the couch.

“What is it? Did something happen to Mom and Dad?” he frantically asked.

“No Zan. Now…in order for me to get this out, you can’t interrupt me…not once,” Liz said. Zan nodded his head and she continued, “Last week wasn’t the first time I met Max. I…well…dated him 13 months ago in L.A. I had no clue then who you were, so when I came back and saw you at my school it was a shock, I was still heartbroken…and hoping Max would call…or visit. When I finally gave up hope…that’s when I finally gave way to my feeling for you. I love you Zan, believe me when I say that. I steadily grew out of love with Max and more in love with you…until he came back. My emotions were all over the place…I was confused, scared, lost. Max made advances on me, but I told him firmly that I was with you now…so he stopped. And then you had the party. I didn’t trip that night…Tess did that to me. Tess and Kyle. She accused you of sleeping with her…”

“I never!” Zan started to say, but Liz shot him a look.

“I’m not finished. Max helped clean me up, after threatening the two…and well…it got a little heated between us. You came just in time, and realized what I was doing was wrong…but deep down inside…it felt right. I came here this morning and kissed you because I needed to straighten things up in my mind…my feelings I felt things when you
kissed me…but not like with Max. Zan…we…slept together…again. I came here to break it off with you. I love you…but to be 150% honest…I’m in love with Max…I never actually fell out of love with him,” Liz said, exhaling deeply as she finished.

Zan’s mouth gaped open and then he firmly closed it and oddly…started to laugh. This wasn’t a Haha that’s funny laugh…it was evil.

“NO fucking way! My girlfriend…has been fucking my TWIN BROTHER behind my back! So…how many times? 10…20? ANSWER ME!!!” He roared, violently pounding his fist on the coffee table.

Liz flinched and she noticed Max’s hands clench…he wouldn’t stay silent much longer.

“Only twice…once in L.A…and this morning,” she whispered.

“God dammit! I’ve been so fucking blind! I saw it…that’s the worst thing! Every…single…fucking…time...you looked at each other! It was in your eyes, but I chose to ignore it because I am sooooo naïve and I actually believed that my girlfriend loved me!” Zan exclaimed, standing up and walking over to Liz.

“I…I’m sorry!” Liz cried out, tears falling down her face. Zan ran his hands through his hair, lightly pulling on it in frustration.

“Sorry? If you were “sorry” you would’ve never slept with my brother again!” Zan exclaimed.

“What? Do you want me to say I made a mistake? Because I didn’t, make a mistake Zan!” Liz exclaimed. She shrieked when next Zan picked up his glass of water and threw it at the wall next to her. It shattered into a million pieces on the floor.

At this, Max shot up and ran over to Liz, pulling her up and standing protectively in front of her.

“Max, Max, Max…always had to be better than me…have everything I had. I thought that I FINALLY had something you never would have, only to find out that I was wrong…my big brother scored with my girl long before I ever met her! I guess I was just left-overs…I mean how was I supposed to compete with “The Max”? Wonder boy Evans!” Zan exclaimed standing nose to nose with Max.

“Zan…you need to stop this bullshit and take this like a man,” Max growled.

“Take it like a man? I am! You should be lucky I’m not taking it like most men! Most men would’ve already strangled her by now!” Zan screamed, “And to tell you the truth, that’s what that whore deserves!”

Max didn’t even think about his next action. His fist flew out and hit Zan square on his right eye.

Zan stumbled back a few inches before recovering and charging at Max, making him fly back, he was surprisingly strong, and knocking Liz underneath him.

She gasped as the wind was knocked out of her as 350 pounds of angry brothers fell on top of her.

Thankfully, they got up and Max punched Zan again, knocking him to the ground. He looked down at Liz and ran to her.

“Liz are you okay?” Max tenderly asked, reaching out to pick her up.

“MAX!” Liz screamed as she saw Zan rise, grab a lamp post and tower over Max.

Max quickly stood up and they struggled for a minute until Max finally overpowered Zan and broke the lamp.

“Stay,” he pointed the sharp ends of the lamp at him, “away from Liz.” His voice was deathly calm and against her will, it scared Liz.

She slowly got up; wincing at what she thought was probably a broken rib. Max walked quickly over to her and picked her up, sending Zan one last glare, before leaving the house.

“I’m sorry I got so out of hand Liz. I’m going to take you to the hospital,” Max said, tenderly placing her on the back seat.

“No Max I’m fine, really I don’t want a fuss,” Liz protested as Max started the ignition. He looked at her in the rear-view mirror, concern on his face, “Max pleeeease?”

“Ok fine, mind if I crash at your place tonight? Max asked, getting on the freeway.

“Max…what do you think?” Liz said sarcastically. Max rolled his eyes at her and a minute later they were at her apartment. Max went to help her out but she shook her head. She got out of the car, though it hurt a bit, she refrained from wincing, knowing it would only worry Max.

“What time is it now? Ugh, it’s only 10:00!” Max exclaimed. Liz giggled and walked over to him.

“Just relax, later we’ll explain everything to your parents…so enjoy your free time,” Liz said, massaging his shoulders.

He pulled her down in between his legs and wrapped his arms around her waist.
She breathed in his scent and rested her head under his chin, slowly falling to sleep.

“Liz…Lizzie…Liz! Wake up!” Max said, kissing the top of her head. Liz was awake the moment he caller her Lizzie, but she enjoyed the kisses, so she decided to play possum for a while.

“Liz!” he said, moving his lips to her ear, “time to wake up sugar…I’ve got a surprise for you.” At this her eyes popped open and she rolled over in his embrace.

“Surprise? Gimme!” Liz squealed, kissing his jaw line. Max chuckled and Liz gave him a quizzical look.

“Sugar…there is no surprise, I used that to wake you up,” Max said, laughing. Liz gasped and gave him a sly look.

“Ohhh Mr…you shouldn’t have done that!” Liz said, hopping off of Max’s chest and racing for her room, Max only a few feet behind. She ran in and shut the door and was about to lock it, but wasn’t quick enough.

Max burst into the room and Liz shrieked, running to the other side of her bed. She squealed as he jumped over the bed and grabbed Liz, throwing her over his shoulder.

“Let me go Max!” she exclaimed, pounding on his back playfully. Max grinned and dropped her onto the bed, pinning her down by her shoulders, his legs on either side of hers.

“Now you know not to play games of speed with me…I’ll win,” Max whispered, toying with her earlobe with his mouth, eliciting a moan from her. Instead of further pleasuring her, Max pulled back, a smug smile on his face.

Liz pouted and crawled over to Max like a kitten, placing her hands on his shoulders and leaning towards him, as if about to kiss him, but then pushing him off the bed and running into her bathroom, locking the lock on it before he got up.

“Ha! Now who’s slow?” Liz said, laughing before locking the chain she had put on the door for protection, being a single woman living by herself.

She slipped her dress and undergarments off and looked in the mirror. There was a large bruise just below where her bra usually sat that she would have to keep Max from seeing. She tenderly touched it and there was no pain. She pushed deeper and winced at the small stab of pain.

“Probably just a bruise,” she thought before stepping in the shower.

Max grumbled a bit when he couldn’t get in the bathroom so he sat up on the bed. The erotic scent of her strawberry Herbal Essences shampoo drifted into Max’s nose and he felt his jeans tighten once again. He groaned and shifted his position on the bed.

Liz stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her body. She quickly brushed her hair and put on a bit of makeup, a wicked plan ready in her mind.

Only in the towel, Liz stepped out of the bathroom, making Max’s eyes widen considerably, and walked over to her dresser.

Now was the time. She pulled her towel off, secretly smiling when she heard Max gasp, and grabbed a clean pair of panties, slipping them on, then a black lacy bra, followed by a blue t shirt and black shorts.

“Oh, hi Max!” she said, acting like she didn’t know he was there. He gawked at her and got up.

“You just…shower…towel…!” Max stuttered out. Liz rolled her eyes.

“Max Max Max….you’re delusional, maybe you should rest while I talk to your parents,” Liz said, smiling.

“No way, let’s go,” Max said, hopping up and walking a giggling Liz to her car.

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The conversation with Max’s parents went better than they thought it would.
Zan, thank god, wasn’t there, and Max’s parents seemed almost happy, though at first they were shocked. The only thing they didn’t approve of right away was Max switching universities.

But Max eventually convinced them that it was for his own good, he wouldn’t be able to play as well if he was away from Liz.

They stayed for dinner and at 9:00, headed back to the car, all of Max’s belongings packed.

It was decided that he would move into the empty apartment next door to Liz’s.

“That went extremely well,” Liz said, putting a suitcase in the trunk.

“My parents have always accepted my wishes,” Max simply stated.

“My, my, my, who have we here? The city ho, Liz Parker!” Tess exclaimed, stepping put of her house, Zan behind her.

“Get in the car,” Max whispered to Liz.

“No Max, I’m not a woos,” Liz replied, firmly standing her ground. Tess sauntered up to Liz, standing face to face with her and Zan moved to face Max.

“What do you want Tess?” Liz asked, staring her down.

“Nothing…just wanted to tell you to watch your back, now there are 3 of us against the 2 of you,” Tess sneered, a wicked gleam in her eyes.

“Zan, you’re joining her?” Liz asked Zan, hurt shining faintly in her big eyes. For a half a second Zan looked ashamed with him, but it disappeared as quickly as it got there.

“Why not? At least I know she’d never cheat on me with my brother,” Zan coldly said, glaring at Max.

“Zan…I’m sorry ok? Can’t we put this behind us? I never lied about how I felt about you,” Liz said.

“Too late for that Liz,” Zan growled. Liz frowned and looked back to Tess.

“Go away and leave me…us, alone,” Liz demanded.

“No, I think I’m gonna stay,” Tess replied, an evil grin on her face.

“I said GO AWAY!” Liz exclaimed, pushing Tess out of the way and getting into the passenger’s side of the car. Tess stood, shocked, as it happened and turned an ugly shade of red once she got over the initial shock.

“You bitch!” she exclaimed at the car before storming off, Zan following after giving Max one last glare.

“Way to go!” Max exclaimed, smiling at the seething Liz, “I’m sorry you had to deal with that.”

“It’s not your fault,” Liz whispered, resting her head on Max’s shoulder, “how ‘bout we move you in now?”

“Sounds good to me,” Max replied, smirking. Liz closed her eyes and allowed herself to fall asleep, instantly calmed in Max’s presence.

[IluvMaxEvans]

Disclaimer: I own nothing…never will

Author’s Note: Thanks for al the reviews! They keep me writing! Justa let you guys know, the chapters somehow end up angstier and angstier…I try to keep a little happiness in them, but don't worry, they won’t be like this forever. No Tess in this chapter…but she will be in the next chapter. Hope you guys like this chapter, and don't worry, you’ll find out about the bruise thingie in chapter 9


Chapter 8


Liz woke up the next morning and blinked a few times. When did she get in her bed? She looked next to her and found a note from Max.

Sugar,

You fell asleep in the car, and looked so peaceful that I couldn’t wake you up. I moved myself in fine; meet me at my place at noon

Love you,

Max

Liz glanced at the clock, 10:00 a.m. She quickly bathed and dressed, then deciding to skip breakfast she sat down on the couch, turning the TV onto Guiding Light, her favorite Soap Opera.

She winced as a pillow dug into her stomach area. Her bruise was now bigger than before, and a sickening yellowish purple.

“I’ll get it checked out if it still hurts tomorrow,” she promised herself. When noon finally rolled around she grabbed her purse and quickly, but silently walked over to Max’s apartment.

She silently turned the doorknob and stepped in, tip toeing towards his bedroom, where the door was ajar. She peeked in and was met by the glorious figure of him with only his boxers on, doing perfect push-ups on the floor.

He wasn’t facing her, and his music was on so Liz decided to sneak in, slipping in the doorway, leaving her purse and shoes behind.

In one swift motion she was sitting on his back, smashing him to the floor with a startled cry before he grabbed her wrists and flipped her underneath him, fist poised to strike.

Her eyes widened as did his when he realized who it was. He instantly lowered his fist and buried his head in the crook of her neck.

“I’m sorry sugar…just...don’t do that anymore,” he whispered. Liz nodded; trying with all of her might not to wince at the pain he was causing her abdomen area.

“Um…Max…this is kinda uncomfortable,” Liz whispered. Max raised his head up to look at her and sighed. Standing up he helped her to feet and walked over to his dresser, throwing on some low rise jeans and a t shirt.

“Ooooo, nice choice,” Liz said, licking her lips seductively, which elicited a growl from Max which aroused Liz even more. But this couldn’t get any further; she didn’t want to worry Max anymore with the bruise.

“So…what did you want me over here for Max?” she asked as he started to walk towards her.

“I was thinking we’d go shopping to furnish this place more…but you know what? That can wait until later…we haven’t been together in more than a day,” Max purred, lightly tracing her lips with his fingers.

“What have I done? I’ve turned you into a crazed sex maniac!” Liz giggled, though breathing in pants at their close proximity.

“And is this such a bad thing? I didn’t think you found me that repulsive,” Max said with a chuckle, backing her up against the wall of his bedroom and cornering her.

“Max…let’s go shopping,” Liz breathed out, using every last fiber in her being to keep from giving in. Max growled and looked her in the eyes, his eyes dark with lust.

“You owe me big time later,” he whispered, kissing her jaw line before backing up, and leading her out to the car.

Liz settled into her seat and buckled up as a pouting Max scooted in next to her.

“Awww…cheer up love,” she purred, kissing him quickly before starting the ignition. Max smiled and a wicked gleam formed in his eye. He reached his hand out and traced his finger around her red lips before slowly moving t down until it was at the hem of her shirt, slowly working it up.

“Max…no,” Liz moaned out. Damn this bruise! It was majorly ruining her new sex life!! Max pulled back, his face in a pout once again. He moved back to his seat and Liz sighed. She would have to show him sooner or later, might as well be sooner.

Taking a deep breath she slowly pulled up her shirt to show him the bruise.

His eyes widened when he saw her lifting her shirt up, until he saw the grotesque bruise right below her bra. His eyebrows furrowed as he placed a feather like touch on it, careful not to hurt her.

“Did…I do that?” he asked, his eyes refusing to meet hers, but clearly
full of shame and fear.

“…Well…you and Zan…” Liz replied quietly.

“Get in the back, I’m taking you to the hospital,” Max said hastily, unbuckling his seatbelt.

“Max! No! I’m not a baby! I don't’ need to see a doctor!” Liz exclaimed, putting her hands on Max’s shoulders to keep him from moving. Tears slowly fell down her face and she took a shattering breath before sitting back in her seat.

“I…just want to go shopping!” she wailed out as the tears fell faster.

“Liz…” Max said, his eyes concerned. He stepped out of the car and went to Liz’s side, scooping her into his arms gently and taking her back to his apartment.

Once inside he made his way for his bedroom, and set her down on his bed, lying down next to her. He wasn’t tired, but it was clear she was…she was tired more and more lately.

She curled up into his embrace and he wiped her tears away, stroking her hair as she slowly fell asleep.

Liz opened her eyes and rolled over, wanting to feel Max’s arms around her. She buried her face in his chest and took in his scent as his arm reflexively tightened around her, causing her to wince.

Her sharp intake of breath woke Max up. He looked down at her and apologized quickly, removing his arms.

“Baby…please, I want to help you feel better…the doctor will do that,” Max whispered softly, his warm breath tickling her neck.

There was no use resisting, she was goo in his presence.

“Fine,” she mumbled, “but I want something first.”

“What?” Max asked, lightly stroking her back.

“I want you,” Liz replied, kissing his nose.

“…Liz…” Max started to protest.

“Max…I can take the pain… I need you for me to feel better…and I won’t go to the hospital unless you do this for me…and don't’ hold back, I’m not fragile…it’s just a bruise, plus, I didn’t see any objections earlier,” Liz said, gazing into his soulful amber eyes.

Max smiled and pressed his lips gently onto hers, gasping when she roughly pushed him away.

“I told you not to hold back Max…” she said, passion blazing in her eyes.

“I don't want to hurt you…I can’t hurt you,” Max whispered, lightly stroking her arm. He felt a shudder shoot down her spine at his touch and was almost immediately aroused.

He placed his hands on her jaw and turned her eyes to look up at him. Her eyes widened as his mouth firmly crushed against hers, his tongue
begging for entrance.

Her mouth opened hastily and she moved her hands to his think white shirt. Max pulled back and lifted his shirt above his head, growling in his aroused state as her lips latched immediately to his hard nipple.

He sucked in his breath as her lips slowly traveled south to his belly button. Her tongue darted in it and she kissed it before she returned her mouth to his, kissing it fiercely. She was on fire and needed to fill her needs.

She took his large hands in her tiny hands and led them to her shirt. He took control there, lifting the shirt up quickly, only briefly pausing at the sight of her bruise before reaching his hands to her back and quickly unclasping her bra.

Max pushed her down on the bed, hovering over her and kissed her passionately before trailing his lips down to her neck, paying attention to her pulse point for a minute.

“Maaaaax!” Liz whimpered, her body writhing underneath him. She didn’t know about him, but she was very aroused, her soaked panties testifying for this.

In an urge to see if he was as aroused as she was she reached her hand down to his jean clad member and grasped it, reveling in the fact that he was definitely aroused.

“Liz…aahh, you’re trying to kill me sugar!” Max moaned, latching his thumbs to her shorts’ waistline as his mouth teased her breast.
Not being the patient type, Liz took Max’s hands in her own and pulled her shorts off, panties going right with them.

Max’s eyes darkened with desire immediately and he grinned at her with a devilish look to him. With one hand he grabbed her wrists an held them above her head, while below he slowly began pumping 3 of his long fingers in and out of her hot, wet, pussy.

“You’re so wet for me sugar,” he growled out, sweat beads glistening on his are chest.

“Only for you…oh God Max! I need you now!” Liz screamed erotically as his thumb started to toy with her clit, almost bringing her to a climax before backing off. This only turned Max on more and his cock stiffened to the point where he thought it would burst from being held back so long.

He moved his fingers to his mouth, slowly licking the sweet juice off, and moved his lips onto hers, kissing her in a torturing slow pace. She groaned into his mouth, thrusting her tongue inside.

He removed her hands from his grasp and they instantly flew to his pants, undoing the button and zipper faster than the wind and then she pushed them down along with his boxers, grinning mischievously as his very aroused cock stood before her.

“Oh Max…” Liz moaned as he teased her core with his throbbing cock.

“What do you want sugar? Tell me and your wish is my command,” Max whispered in an aroused vice.

“I want you to fuck me Max…fuck me long and hard!” Liz growled out.

[IluvMaxEvans]

Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviews, I was feeling broed today so I decided to give you this chapter early, hopefully you'll like


Chapter 9

A devilish smile appeared on Max’s face as he massaged her breast.

“Anything you like sugar,” Max whispered in her ear, nibbling on her earlobe as he did.

“Oh Max…now Max now! I need to feel your hard, long cock inside me!” Liz screamed out in ecstasy.

Max let out a moan and instantly plunged into her. He made sure she was ready before he quickened his pace, leading his large cock in and out of her, becoming even more turned on as he heard her moans and cries from beneath him.

Once or twice he jabbed her where the bruise was, but she urged him to continue, thrusting her hips up to send him deeper within her.

Their hips rocked together as Max thrust in and out at a constant pace. He felt his end coming, so he sped up to an incredible speed, their skin making smacking noises as it came in contact.

“Come for me Max! I want your seed in my body!” Liz moaned out, her body glistening in sweat before him.

With one final thrust from Max and a scream of pleasure from Liz, Max’s seed filled Liz and he collapsed on the bed next to her.

“Thank you Max,” Liz whispered, rolling over to face Max.

“Are you kidding? I should be thanking you,” Max replied, laughing. Liz sweetly smiled and kissed Max on the lips before slowly curling into his embrace, where they stayed, exchanging small talk and little kisses, for about an hour before Liz slowly got out of the bed to get dressed again.

“What are you doing?” Max asked, sitting up, unfortunately the sheets covering all of the good parts.

“Getting dressed for the doctor’s. I set up an appointment…just in case last night, I didn’t plan on actually going though…but now I guess I will, it’s at 7:00 tonight …so I thought we could go shopping before we head to the doctor’s,” Liz said, slipping on a lacy blue thong and matching bra, smiling as she saw Max’s eyes roaming her body
yet again.

She then slipped on blue sweat pants and white spaghetti strapped tank top.

“How many of my outfits did you bring over here?” Liz asked, putting her hair in a ponytail as Max went to his dresser.

“5 or 6…I knew something like this would happen one day,” he replied, slipping on a pair of low rise jean shorts and a black t-shirt.

Oh god…he was gong commando…knowing that alone was making her wet for him all over again.

“After your appointment do you want to catch a movie?” Max asked as they headed out to go shopping…hopefully.

“Surely, what do you have in mind?” Liz asked, getting in the passengers seat.

“Phantom of the Opera?” Max asked, backing quickly from the driveway.

“Ok,” Liz simply replied.

By 6:00 p.m. they had purchased a new bedroom seat, which they fully intended to put to use that night, a sofa, and other electronics, all well as groceries.

“Let’s have a late dinner, I want to cook for you,” Liz said as she put the food away in his fridge.

“You can cook?” Max called from the bedroom where he was assembling the queen size bed frame.

“As a matter of fact…I can cook very well,” Liz replied. She closed the fridge and sat down on the sofa, waiting for Max to finish so they
could leave.

“Ready!” he said, smiling after he finished 5 minutes later. Liz stood
up and, smiling, took his hand as he led her back out to the car.


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“Ok Ms. Parker, from what I’ve gotten from my tests, it’s worse than you thought I’m afraid,” Doctor Mabry said, her clipboard in hand.

“So…I didn’t just bruise my ribs?” Liz asked tentatively, clutching Max’s hand a little tighter. He had just re-entered the room as the doctor did, and she [Liz] was in a white and blue hospital gown.

“No Liz, I’m afraid you broke 3 ribs, and bruised a few around them,” Doctor Mabry replied, “there’s really nothing we can do about this…we’ll just give you some pain killers and I would suggest you take it easy for a week or so.”

“Liz nodded and sighed a small sigh of relief that there was nothing too terribly wrong, like internal bleeding or something.

“Can I go now?” she politely asked.

“Not quite yet…Mr. Evans, could you leave the room us alone for a second?” Doctor Mabry asked Max, but it was more of a command than a question. He nodded and gave Liz’s hand a squeeze before exiting the small room, “Liz…I found an increased number of hormones in the urine sample you gave me…”

“Am I…pregnant?” Liz asked in a non-believing tone.

“I don’t know quite yet…but I want you to schedule and appointment with you gynecologist, just to be safe,” Doctor Mabry replied, smiling, “I’ll let you change now while I write up a prescription for your painkillers.”

Liz thanked the doctor and pulled the curtain closed so she could change in privacy.

She quickly threw on her clothes and fixed her hair, and stepping out, Doctor Mabry handed her, her prescription and Liz thanked her once again.

“Let’s go,” Liz said to Max once outside the door, “I have to file this first.”

“What was tat all about?” he asked curiously as they walked to the pharmacy.

“Oh nothing just…girl stuff, hey love, could you file this for me? I have to see someone about something,” Liz asked, moving so she could turn down a hallway.

“Sure,” Max slowly said, taking the paper from Liz and quickly walking away. He waited until he couldn’t hear her feet anymore to quietly follow her down the hallway.

She might not want him to know…but he was worried about her and knew she was covering something up.

“I um…need to schedule an appointment,” he heard Liz tell the lady at the desk. He looked up and saw a sign saying “Gynecologist”.

“What for?” the attendant politely asked.

“My…um…my doctor told me that I might be…um…pregnant, and I need to find out for sure,” Liz said, Max’s jaw dropped. She could be pregnant…he could possibly be a father! He quickly turned around and ran to the prescription desk, and he filled it out.

“All done!” he heard Liz’s vice chirp from beside him a minute later.

“I won’t ask…I won’t ask!” Max thought frantically, “and so is this!” he said, grabbing the bag with the painkillers in it that she nurse se ton the counter.

“So....movie?” Max asked as they walked to the car.

“Actually Max…I just want to go home, and eat some Ben & Jerry’s…maybe watch a movie,” Liz admitted with a guilty smile, “rain check?”

“Sure, do you wanna spend the night? I’ll provide all the ice cream you want,” Max asked, grinning suggestively.

“As much as a sleepover sounds like fun…no love…I’m just tired…but if you want you could stay over at my house as long as you promise to be good,” Liz said, pulling Max closer to her by the waist.

“Pass down a chance to wake up next to you? Never!” Max smiled, kissing Liz’s forehead.

Liz smiled back, trying to hide how she was feeling on the inside. She wanted to tell Max and it was killing her not to…but she wanted to be sure first…and being next to him the while night, wrapped up in his embrace would kill her.

Liz unlocked her apartment and gasped, freezing in place and causing Max to bump into the back of Liz.

“Oh…my…” he said slowly, his eyes wide as they took in the room in front of him. It was a wreck,. Her sofa was upturned, pictures smashed, cd’s scattered all over the room. Liz gasped and ran to the kitchen. Mess. She ran to her bathroom. Mess. Lastly she went to her bedroom and cried out in horror. Her clothes were ripped and scattered on the floor, bed flipped over, all of her jewelry in disarray on the floor, if not taken, photo albums strewn across the room, pictures torn and in piles.

She walked slowly to her closet and when she saw all of her shoes ripped up, all of her nice clothes ripped…her mother’s wedding dress…massacred, she fainted immediately. Luckily Max caught her and set her on a chair before going to the phone.

“911…I’d like to report a break in and robbery,” Max said breathlessly. He told the man Liz’s information and hung up, walking over to her, “Liz…Liz…” he softly stroked her cheek and Liz’s eyes fluttered open.

“I…I…he has a key…” she said in a frenzy, sobbing.

“Who? Liz who?” Max asked.

“Who else? Zan!” Liz bawled. Max pulled her close to him and rocked her back and forth. She sobbed into his shoulder as he lightly stroked her hair, “that…that dress…it’s all I had left of my mother…she died in childbirth and my father died shortly after from grief…and now I don’t even have it…I have nothing to remember her by!”

“Shhhh… they’ll pay…trust me sugar,” Max whispered, “I guess we will be having a sleepover after all…”

Liz laughed and wiped at her wet eyes before looking up at Max.

“I love you so much, thank you,” she said, leaning up and kissing him. She leaned further into his embrace to deepen the kiss, but was stopped by a pain in her ribs, “damn…I need to take a pill.”

“Let’s go to the kitchen,” Max said, helping Liz up and taking her to the kitchen where he got her a glass of water, it was a plastic cup, and luckily undestroyed. Her grandmother’s crystal glasses couldn’t say the same.

Liz took her pills and sighed as she heard a knock at the door.

“Sheriff Valenti!” she said, smiling. Though she couldn’t stand Kyle, she loved the sheriff to death.

“My god…I’m so sorry Liz,” he said sympathetically as he looked at her living room, “hello Zan.”

“Actually, it’s Max, we think Zan and Tess did this actually, because
Liz broke up with Zan for me,” Max said, leaving out the part with Kyle for obvious reasons. Sheriff Valenti nodded and took out a notepad.

“Did they…whoever this was…take anything as far as you can tell?” he asked kindly.

“Maybe some jewelry, but, oh Sheriff…my mother’s wedding dress and my grandmother’s crystal glasses…gone! Ruined!” Liz exclaimed, bringing her face tin her hands. Max wrapped his arms around her and she buried her face in his shirt.

“Oh Liz…I’m so sorry…the crew’s on its way to get fingerprints and such…do you have insurance?” Sheriff Valenti asked.

“Yes, yes I do, now, would you mind if Max and I go next door, I need to calm down…think,” Liz asked, still in Max’s embrace.

“Go on ahead,” he replied, smiling. Max took Liz by the shoulders and led her to his apartment which, luckily, wasn’t broken in to.

Liz walked over to the new sofa and sat down, patting the spot next to her.

“Sit…I’m making dinner, I haven’t forgotten,” Liz said, pasting on a fake smile.

“I can’t let you cook in the state you’re in,” Max replied, still standing.

“I need to do this to get everything off my mind Max, please don’t try to stop me,” Liz responded, already off of the sofa and halfway to the kitchen.

Max sighed and turned his TV on. After flipping through a million channels he threw the remote down and reached over to grab the phone.

“I need that favor now…more than ever. Thanks, bye,” Max whispered in a hurried tone. He then diverted his eyes to Everybody Loves Raymond.
Within 20 minutes, a sumptuous smell drifted into the room, making his mouth water.

He leaned forward, trying to peek in and Liz caught his eye, leaning back.

“No peeking!” she said, pointing a finger at Max. He pouted ad slumped back on the couch.

Liz giggled and returned to the chocolate torte she was making to go along with the baked spaghetti, but this wasn’t just any baked spaghetti, it was her grandmother’s special recipe, along with the chocolate torte.

To wash it down she had snuck a bottle of good champagne into the grocery cart.

“Sugar…I love you, but something in that kitchen is torturing my nose, and if it’s not done soon, I may do something crazy,” Max called form the couch half an hour later.

“5 minutes love!” Liz called. No matter what, cooking always made her feel 10 times better.

She served the pasta onto 2 plates along with a piece of garlic bread, and placed a small bowl of salad next to each plate.

Next Liz turned the lights off and lit a single candle in the middle of the table and a few around the kitchen, sending off an almost eerie glow.

"Dinner, monsieur, is served,” Liz said in a sexy French accent, leaning against the kitchen door frame.

“About time!” Max exclaimed, jumping off the couch and walking in the kitchen. He smiled at her when he saw the arrangement and went to hold Liz’s chair out for her.

She sat down and he sat across from her, mouth watering at the sight of the food before him.

“This looks…and smells…wonderful!” he said, picking up his fork and taking a generous bite of the baked spaghetti.

Liz took her normal size bite and watched as Max’s eyes pretty much rolled to the back of his head s he ate.

“Good?” she asked him, eating her salad.

“No, it isn’t good, not good at all…it’s WONDERFUL!” Max said in between heaving bites of spaghetti. When he finished that he chowed
down his salad, and then his bread.

“Want more? Or do you want to leave room for desert?” Liz asked, arching her eyebrow.

“Desert,” Max replied, smiling. Liz smiled in return and finished her food. She got up and went to serve the torte.

“I hope you like chocolate,’ she said, walking back out with two plates of the chocolate torte in her hands.

“Hell yeah,” Max replied, “God woman, you’re spoiling me!” Liz just smiled and set the plate down by Max, and then she began to eat her
own.

Max took one bite and froze. He looked slowly up at Liz and swallowed.

“Max, is something wrong?” Liz asked, nothing seemed wrong with her piece.

“No…it’s just…death by chocolate, I mean…wow,” he replied with a big sexy smile.

Liz blushed as an idea formed in her head. She silently slipped off her shoe and moved her foot to his thigh.

His breathing started to increase but she just pretended like she had no clue what was the matter as she ate.

She took another bite of her torte as her foot made its way even closer to his now very firm cock. Max’s fork dropped onto his plate and he stood up, knocking his chair over in the process.

He quickly snubbed out the candles on the table and cleared it with a swipe of his arm. He picked Liz up out of her seat by her buttocks and set her on the table.

“You really like torturing me, don’t you?” he whispered huskily in her ear before kissing down her neck.

“Max…the doctor…said…take easy…” Liz moaned, throwing her head back in pleasure.

“Screw the doctor,” he growled, sliding his hands under her tank top and slipping it over her head. Liz stifled a cry as he latched his mouth on her breast, teasing it by slightly biting her nipple.

“Stop teasing Max…take me now!” Liz screamed as Max slid his hand into her panties. He nodded hurriedly and removed his shirt, followed by his pants, which fell to a heap at his ankles.

Liz reached forward and removed his boxers. He took his throbbing cock and led it to her opening, thrusting it inside herself almost immediately, sighing at the indescribable feeling of being buried deep inside Liz’s wet folds.

Liz latched her legs around Max’s waist and held onto either side of the table as he slammed into her.

“Faster Max!” Liz screamed as she felt her end nearing. Max grabbed her ass and held on tightly as he vigorously pounded into her.

They both screamed out in utter bliss as her walls contracted around him and he emptied himself into her.

Without taking himself out of her, he picked her up gently and carried her into the bedroom, setting Liz down on the bed and laying himself next to her, his front molded perfectly to her back as they drifted off to sleep.

TBC....in the meantime read my stories Common Ground, Trapped in Yourself, and my newwest fic in the CC section, Learning to Breathe!

[IluvMaxEvans]

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything from Roswell

Author’s Note: Thanks so much for the reviews ya’ll Hope you enjoy this next chapter, sorry for the wait



Chapter 10


The next morning Max grudgingly opened his eyes as the shrill sound of the phone rang. He reached his arm out carefully over Liz and pressed the ‘receive’ button.

“Hello?” he grumbled into the receiver.

“Good morning sleepyhead,” a female voice purred on the other end of the line. Max’s hand that had been stroking Liz’s bare arm abruptly stopped.

“Who is this?” he hissed, turning around.

“Who else? Aw…worried about waking Sleeping Beauty? Nice ass by the way,” she said with a small chuckle. Max now knew fully that this as Tess. At her last comment his eyes widened and he looked out the window to find Tess standing about 10 feet away from it, gazing in through the window while talking on her phone to him, an evil grin on her face as she wiggled her fingers as a hello, “Did you enjoy the housewarming present we left you?”

Max quickly slipped on some boxers and shut his blinds; he then returned to the phone and slammed it down on the cradle.

“Liz…Liz wake up,” Max whispered. Liz stirred a bit and growled.

“Lemme sleep!” she whined, pulling the sheets high over her head. Max sighed and a small smile formed on his face as thought rushed to his head
Was she really pregnant with his child? Would he really be a father? Even the possibility of it warmed his body up, making him glow all over. He got in the covers and threw the covers over his head, looking at Liz
underneath.

“Morning!” he said, looking her in the eyes. She pouted and glared at him

“Grrr!” she replied while yawning.

“Time for that later, I have something to tell you,” Max said, “Tess called…she was spying on us from outside my window…said something about liking her housewarming present…if she does it again I’m calling the police, as it is I want a restraining order against her.”

“My God Max…” she exclaimed, getting out of bed immediately. She sighed and rubbed her face before quickly taking a few of the pain-killers.

“I’m sorry I dragged you into all of this…really I can’t help but thinking if I never tried to get you back…you would still be in a perfectly happy relationship with Zan,” Max said, changing into a pair of shorts and a t shirt.

“Don’t say that! I wasn’t happy with him! I realize that now, the only person that has truly made me happy in a relationship is YOU,” Liz said, hopping off the bed and taking Max’s head in her hands.

Before either could speak again the doorbell rang and Max walked off to answer it.

“Here,” a man said, handing Max a small parcel. Max smiled at him and shut the door after taking it, turning around only to come face to face with a curious Liz, who saw the parcel.

“What is that?” she asked, trying to get it from him.

“You’ll see!” Max grinned, holding it above his head to keep her from snatching it.

“Never mind, I don’t want to know what it is anymore,” Liz replied, sticking her tongue out at him and crossing her arms across her chest.

“So be it, I’ll just have to ask Michael if he wants to share these with me,” Max smugly replied, opening the parcel.

Liz’s eyes widened as he brandished two tickets to Italy.

“Max! Oh my God!” Liz cried, jumping into his arms and causing Max to drop the tickets.

“So I guess you’re happy,” Max said, grinning, “I thought you could use a break, and a friend owed me a favor, so we let the police figure out who did this, and we fly out tonight!”

“Max, I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow,” Liz said suddenly, the smile falling from her face. She couldn’t miss her appointment…it give her the answer she wanted so bad…but at the sight of his crestfallen face she decided it could wait, she could always take a pregnancy test while they were there, “…but I can re-schedule.”

“Good! Now, pack the clothes you have here, I’m going to spend two whole weeks spoiling you in Italy, “ Max said, setting Liz down and picking up the tickets, putting them in his pocket.

Liz laughed and went to Max’s bedroom to pack, while he slipped next door to try to scavenge anything possible.

“Sir, I’m sorry, this area is a current crime scene and off limits to civilians,” a police guarding the door said.

“I’m her boyfriend…the woman who owns this apartment, please…she’s a wreck and we’re going on a vacation, I just want to try to get as much of the un-ruined stuff as possible,” Max pleaded to the officer. His gaze stayed cold but after a minute softened and he sighed, gesturing for him to go in.

“Fine, but make it quick, it’s my head if anyone finds you in there,” the police officer sighed, stepping aside. Max quickly thanked him and stepped inside the apartment and looked around.

15 minutes later Max exited the apartment with 2 garbage bags full of miscellaneous unharmed items.

“Max! Where have you been…and what is that?” Liz asked from her seat on the couch. Max set down the bags and untied the one to his left.

Liz gasped as she saw Max removing various items from the bag. Finally after everything was removed, he removed an old show box, decorated with ribbons and flowers, ‘Memories’ written on the front in curly-Q handwriting.

“I found it under your bed, thought you might want to keep it,” he said quietly. Liz quickly took the box and opened it.

“Thank you so much Max…this means a lot to me…you know I made this right after I got back from L.A,” she said, referring to the box filled with photos, ticket stubs and other things from her first encounter with Max.

“The pleasure is all mine, so you packed?” Max asked. Liz nodded and looked at some pictures, smiling once in a while, “I’ll be in my room.”

~The next afternoon~

Liz walked into the hotel suite, dropping her purse on the floor and running to the feather bed.

“Finally!” she exclaimed, wrapping the Egyptian cotton sheets around herself. After leaving at 7 for an hour flight from Roswell to L.A., and then a 4 hour flight from L.A. to New York, where there was a 5 hour layover, and then finally the LONG flight to Italy, Liz was exhausted to say the least. Her internal clock was very screwed up at the moment, and it would take her a while to adjust.

Max walked in shortly after, the bell boy tagging along behind with their suitcases.

“Thanks,” Max said, handing him a 20.

“Aren’t you generous today?” Liz giggled from the bed after he left. Max looked at her and smiled before removing his shirt and crawling above her.

“I just wanted to get rid of him fast so I could make love to my BEAUTIFUL girlfriend the way she deserves it,” he whispered into her ear, sending chills down her spine.

She moved her hands to his chest and traced its outline, slowly making their way down to the waistband of his shorts.

Halting there for a second she toyed with the faint line of hair starting in his low torso and disappearing into his shorts. Max decided to take action and he slipped the sundress she was wearing over her head, nearly getting off at what he saw in front of him.

He knew that she hadn’t worn a bra, something he had figured out on the plane ride to Italy, noticing her nipples harden through the thin material when the air would suddenly come on.

This alone drove him crazy the whole flight, but now that the dress was completely off, he saw that she hadn’t worn any panties either.

“Very convenient…were you expecting something in between flights? Or on the flight for that matter?” Max whispered erotically into her ear before leaning down and kissing the valley in-between her breasts.

“Maybe…or maybe I just wanted you really hot and bothered so it would be even better by the time we got here,” Liz moaned her reply, grinding her hips up against his.

Max’s sharp intake of breath made her grin and she kissed him for the first time, surprised by his hungry reply, seizing her lips eagerly, nibbling on her bottom lip and eliciting a moan from her. She could feel her desire pool between her thighs and she pulled back, looking at him.

“I believe you’re wearing too many clothes, take them off,” Liz demanded, a grin spreading on her lips.

“As you wish,” he replied, grinning as he pulled his shorts and boxers swiftly off in one motion. He was poised and ready to enter her slick opening when she paused him.

“Let’s do it a way we’ve never done it before,” she suggested, breasts heaving with her labored breaths.

“That sounds like a plan,” Max agreed, nodding vigorously. Without life thought Liz rolled over and got on all fours, facing away from him. Max’s eyes widened but he came up behind her and guided his cock to her wetness once again; thrusting inside once he found the right spot.

Liz moaned out in pleasure from the feeling of him deep inside her from a new angle. He thrusted in her with a quick pace, hands holding her firmly on her hips.

With every thrust Liz cried out, coming closer and closer to her climax. There was no doubt their neighbors could hear their cries of pleasure but neither cared much.

“MAX!!!” she screamed out in a breathy voice as her walls contracted around his length, her juices covering his cock. He let out a strangled cry as his seed erupted from him and filled her completely.

“Fuck! We should have done that sooner!” Liz sighed, rolling over to where Max lay on his back.

“Definitely, we should experiment more. So…now that you have exhausted me to my limit…let’s rest for today, tomorrow I start spoiling you,” Max said, pulling her flush against him.

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Liz opened her eyes. It was still dark out, glancing at the clock she found out it was only 3:00 am, yet Max wasn’t next to her.

Brows furrowed she slipped on her robe and slippers, walking out of the bedroom.

She heard Max talking to someone and quietly tip-toed out towards the kitchen where the voices were coming from.

“I need you. I know it’s been awhile but please…it’s urgent and I need you to help me, thank you Laura, I love you, bye,” Max said into the phone, then hanging it up.

“I love you?” Liz thought, “Who is Laura?” theses thoughts kept swirling around her mind. Blindly, she walked back into the bedroom and out to the balcony, leaning her elbows on the rail and her head in her hands.

Was it even possible that he as cheating on her? When did he have time? Or was this bitch someone he was seeing in California….was he lying to her when he said he wasn’t dating anyone back in California?

When the warm breeze blew her hair across her neck she remembered where she was and sighed. She gazed out across the beautiful city of Rome and her eyes watered. What if it was true?

“Sugar?” Max called from the bedroom. Liz decided to ignore him, her eyes staring off into space, “Liz?” She heard his feet padding over to the balcony and the doors opened, “what are you doing out here sugar?”

“I woke up and you weren’t there,” Liz informed him matter-of-factly, turning around to face him while still leaning against the balcony rail.

“Oh, I was calling my um, my mom,” he said, but Liz knew he was lying, she would have known even if she didn’t hear the conversation, he was an awful liar.

“Your mom’s name is Laura now?” Liz asked, her eyebrows rose in question. She had to try as hard as possible to keep her eyes from watering up. Why was he lying to her? Max looked like a deer caught in the headlights, eyes wide, mouth gaping.

“How much of the conversation did you hear?” he asked, walking towards her.

“Oh let’s see…I need you…I know it’s been awhile but it’s URGENT, thank you Laura, I LOVE YOU, bye,” Liz said in a mocking voice. When Max sighed in relief Liz barely restrained from slapping him, “I want you to know that I’m leaving first thing in the morning…have fun with Laura,” she spat out, crossing her arms and walking around Max to get inside the hotel room.

“Liz no! You have it all wrong! Just stay,” Max said, catching her wrist. He looked into her eyes, his eyes pleading with her.

“I have questions, and I want some answers, NOW,” Liz demanded, taking a seat on a chair inside.

“Liz…Laura is my cousin,” Max said firstly, kneeling down in front of Liz, “I can’t tell you what we were talking about…but I’d never EVER cheat on you sugar.” Liz stared at him, eyes widened. Shit. She felt like shit. She just accused him of CHEATING ON HER! She took a deep breath and looked at him.

“Thank you…I’m sorry for jumping to...to conclusions Max it’s just…I don't’ know,” Liz apologized, eyes watering up, everything was just so complicated…the fact that she could be pregnant, Tess, Zan, and Kyle teaming up against them…and now this scare…she was confused and frustrated.

“Liz…Liz it’s ok…just know you can ask me anything, anything at all. Now, let’s get back to bed, long day tomorrow,” Max said, stroking her cheek before grabbing her hand and pulling her off the chair and over to the bed.
Liz felt awful about accusing him, but obviously he forgave her, so she smiled up at him and accepted his kiss before snuggling against him and falling asleep.