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Hey everyone, Thank you all so very very much for the feed back, I really love reading what everyone thinks. I know this isnt what you all expected but I just went and started writing and this is what came out. I decided to do this because my two nephews and niece are coming to stay with me for ten days and then I am spending all of August out of town where I wont have computer access so I am trying to get all my writing juice out for you guys now. Then I will have tons of time during my vacation when I am not busy. I have come to the conclusion, considering I just contradicted myself that either you'll get many post (every 3 days ish) or just two or three before I go. Hopefully more. Feed back definitely inspires me though This part is a bit short cause I wanted to get this out but there will be more tomorrow I hope. Thanks again everyone.

Part 11A

“Have a seat, do you want something to drink or eat?” I offer

As he takes a seat he shakes his head. I’m not really sure where to start or how to approach the subject. I’m not sure what my feelings are, I mean I know I want him but I also know that what he did was wrong.

“Listen Max, I just want to say I’m sorry for saying what I did about your parents. I honestly didn’t even think before I blurted that out. If I had been thinking, I never would have thought that.” I say to him.

He nods and looks at me with a tight smile.

“I’m sorry too Liz, I should have been truthful from the beginning. I was just scared and nervous.” He pauses

Before he has a chance to say anything I interrupt.

“Tess came and talked to me.”

From the look on his face, he had no idea. That actually makes me feel better, knowing he came on his own.

“She told me absolutely everything, I think.”

I look him straight in the eyes so he knows that I know.

“I’ve thought a lot about the whole prostitution thing and I hope that you wouldn’t go to that voluntarily. I als-..”

“Liz I wouldn’t, it was-..” I raise my hand, stopping him mid sentence.

“I know Max, Michael took you there. Although I think you could have objected, I know that things aren’t always that easy. I also want to know why I’ve never heard of this Michael before. But later.”

Taking a pause I look up at Max, and before I do what I have to do, I need him to explain it to me.

“Maybe you could tell me your version?” I quietly prod

He nods and turns fully to me.

“I hadn’t had sex in awhile and Mike thought this was a solution. I totally didn’t but it’s hard to turn that kind of thing down. I hadn’t been with a woman in a long time, Michael made fun of me enough for that but if I would have walked away then, man I don’t want to think about the grilling I would have gotten. Not to mention a bunch of ladies standing there waiting for me to say something.” He pauses, takes a deep breath then looks me straight in the eyes

“and honestly, I wanted to. After I regretted it and then Tess called and said she was pregnant. She said it was mine and I truly believe her. The guys that go there arent usually young studs. They’re older men with money and if that’s what she was after she would have lied and said it was one of theirs. I’m going to be getting a little baby soon and I can’t wait. I’m already in love with her.”

The smile plastered on his face is enough to make me forgive him all over again, because that’s what I’ve done.

I have been waiting for a man that could make me feel in years of being together the way Max has made me feel in less than six months. That is a world record I’m sure.

I cant come up with the name of a past boyfriend that would have the guts to do what Max is doing, by taking on this little life.

Instead of using words I grab his hands in mine and as he looks up I lean over and kiss him.

Pulling away, his eyes are still closed but a smile graces his freshly kissed lips.

“All is good?” he asks me once he finally opens them.

Laughingly I toss my arms around his neck and nod my head.

Just before our lips meet again we’re interrupted by a loud banging on my door.

“I am going to murder whoever is at that door, especially considering I have no friends!”

Max laughs and lies back on the couch while I go open the door.

“WHAT?” I holler before I even see my visitor.

“I need Max” Tess whispers as she collapses in a heap at my feet, dripping in sweat and water.

As soon as I see her I get down on my knees and pull her up to me. I can’t even imagine what she must be feeling because I am shaking like crazy.

“Oh god Tess, Oh god. Oh my god. Max? Here, lean on me. I’ve got you, let me help you. Oh my god! MAX get your ass over here please, oh please.” I yell and desperately plead.

I hear feet scramble and look up to see Max stop dead in his tracks with panic written all over his face. Why isn’t he helping me?

“Max, hello? Would you call an ambulance or something, Tess is hurt!” I yell at him pointing at the phone two feet away.

Realizing he is just not moving, I gently lay Tess down and get up.

Max doesn’t even look at me when I get up and stand in front of him. Why the hell isn’t he moving?

Deciding that Tess needs attention now I run to the phone and dial 911.

“Ya hi, I don’t really have time to divulge all the information, I have a friend at this address apartment 6c who is pregnant and something is really wrong. Please hurry.”

With that I hang up, I know its wrong but I don’t actually know the address yet, off by heart.

“Okay Max snap out of it, Tess and your baby need you okay? An ambulance is on its way.”

As soon as the words leave my mouth Max sprints to Tess and pulls her up carefully.

“Keep her awake Max, I think that’s what you should do.” I say unknowingly.

Oh thank you god, I hear sirens and screeching tires. That has to be them, please let that be them.

“Max there here!” I scream

“PARAMEDICS” I hear a man holler from the stairs

Max does too because he gets up and ushers them in. After a few moments of them getting information from Max and a little from Tess, they put her on a gurney and invite Max in the Ambulance.

He agrees and comes to me with his Jeep keys. “Can you drive stick?” He asks in a rush.

“Ya Max, Ill come to the hospital.”

“Thanks Liz, call Isabel for me too, please?”

Before he lets me respond he runs out to follow the paramedics, leaving me behind, staring at a puddle of blood in my door way.

A/N hey guys..i know I know..Its like a week late. I gotta learn to keep my mouth shut. But here it is and I hope you like it. Some of it seems sort of rushed, like the pat test and the going home thing but why not? let me know what you think. Here it is btw screw the whole A, B thing.

Part 12

I called Isabel but she didn’t pick up so I left without her. I’ve been sitting outside of Tess’ room for the last 2 hours, biting my nails like crazy.

Just as I finished what is left of my right thumbnail, Max comes out, some how knowing that I or someone would be there.

“Hey, Is everything alright, Max?” I ask quietly, hoping that nothing happened to that baby.

He gives a half smile and nods as he walks into my embrace.

“Something happened as the baby was entering the final stages of turning so its head was in the direction of the birth canal. Tess lost a lot of blood so they are going to perform a C-section but the baby has to come down more so they’re going to let it happen naturally. It will be tomorrow at some time.” He says all in one breath against my ear.

“So it’s like she will deliver but as soon as if gets into the right position, they’ll take her and cut the baby out?” I ask unsure.

“That’s what I think is happening.”

He steps back a bit and looks up at me.

“They are in the middle of a paternity test as we speak, I know she’s mine, she has to be. Until I get some bad news, I have to stay with Tess; she is in pain and needs someone. You understand, right?”

He sounds so unsure that I cant help but break out in a grin.

“Of course Max, Ill be right out here waiting, when you need a break you can come out here and I’ll be here for you.” I say

He looks at me and I know he is going to protest, I’m protesting myself now that I think about how long I might be sitting here.

I want to try a relationship with Max and I said hurtful things to him and we made up, so this is the least I can do for him. I find myself wanting to in a weird way.

“Come on Liz, it could be 12-15 hours. I can’t ask you to do that, I wont.” He says

“It is a good thing I offered then. I’m not leaving Max, don’t try and stop me.” I say laughingly.

I grab his hand and bring it to my lips for a tender kiss, letting him know just how much I want to be here with him.

“Okay Liz, thank you. I’m glad you’re going to be here for the birth of my daughter. There is only one thing you can do that will make me allow this.” He says in a serious voice that makes me raise my eyebrows in surprise.

“And that is?” I ask

In a totally different tone he says, “You need to eat Liz.” Then brings my hand up in the same manner I did his just moments ago, and kisses it lightly.

I can’t believe he is thinking about me and the fact that I’m probably hungry, while his child is about to be born makes my heart melt.

Even though I’m only faintly hungry, I nod and reach for my purse that is resting on the chair I was in a few moments ago.

“Do you have a pen Liz?” I nod and grab one out of my bag and give it to him.

When I go to pull my hand away, he grabs it and writes four digits on my wrist then puts the pen in the palm of my hand.

I raise my eyebrows as he pulls his debut card from his wallet and hands it to me.

"Go eat something Liz. Get anything, I want to pay." he squeezes my hand before he lets go and walks in the room without a word.

As the door slowly drifts shut I hear agonizing screams, that could only let me assume my boyfriend is on his way to becoming a father.

We've only been together mere hours, how did I get so involved?

xx

I’ve eaten four donuts, two bagels and nine cups of coffee. Another couple hours and Max will regret giving me his money.

I want some chips or something else that will make some sort of noise.

The silence in this hall is terrifying, shouldn’t there be screaming babies and happy families?

Beside the scariness of it, the silence is enough to sooth me to sleep, just before the point where you are totally asleep reaches me, I feel familiar hands stroke my hair.

"Liz wake up" Max's voice says, bringing me back to reality.’

My eyes drift open and are met by Max's giant smile.

I look down at his new attire and mumble sleepily "Nice threads" His hands brush his blue smocks.

"Thanks, I was thinking about stealing these, so when we get some alone time we could play doctor" He finishes with a wink and I laugh.

"Tru has her own room. Lets go" Max grabs my hand and pulls me to my feet.

“Oh my god! She’s here! I wasn’t even awake! Did you get the test back?” I squeal

“Yes she is, no you weren’t and yes I did. All is well Liz, lets go.”

When we enter her room the first thing my eyes see is the plastic crib with the cutest baby
inside.

Max leads me over and puts his big hand on Tru's baby brown hair. Strangely I feel relief in her hair color, considering her mother is blonde.

If I’m going to see this baby daily, Id rather not be reminded that I’m not her mother.

We sit in total silence staring at her. I don’t know what woke her but all of a sudden she started screaming.

In a panic I jump up and look around. Max smiles and gently picks her up like an old pro.

It took some time to get her to calm down. A nurse came in and taught him how to feed her gently because she’s premature and then how to deal with choking.

During the feed, which was a long process, because once again, she is so tiny, Max talked me into having a lay down on the bed in Tru’s room.

I'm jarred awake when Max slips in behind me. His hand brushes the hair off of my face and he kisses my cheek gently three times before settling his head for sleep.

After a few hours of much needed rest I’m awake and ready to tackle this relationship thing. Max however, is drooling on my shoulder.

I gently give him a nudge and he mumbles but doesn’t budge. I do it again and get the same response.

“Max, I’m going to tell everyone I know my boyfriend drools in his sleep” I say in a singsong voice.

Within a second his head snaps up and he’s whipping his mouth. Looking down I see him blush and subtly wipe it off me.

He glances over behind him to see if Tru is all right. He smiles and nods.

“So the nurses said I could take her home today.” Max casually mentions as he strokes my arm.

I’m shocked because she was born last night and she’s a premature.

“Max I think she said this time next week, it’s too soon dear.”

He looks at me like I’ve grown another head.

“Liz this is the 20th century, get with it. Babies go home the next day all the time, Tru is as healthy as a horse.”

I shrink back, thinking I just said the dumbest thing ever when Max pulls my chin so I’m looking at him.

“Baby, I was joking. I said the same thing and insisted she stay but the nurse told me otherwise. I’m glad, I want my baby home.”

xx

Max and I decided that having Tess see the baby would be the worst thing to do, so I get to take Tru home in a taxi and Max takes Tess home in the jeep.

He didn’t want to be totally rude and send her home in a taxi so after he helps her pack her things he is going to drive her.

I am not looking forward to the mess waiting for me when I get home. There is no way I am getting my security deposit back with all those blood stains I know are going to be there when I’m doing cleaning.

Getting home, I carefully step over the mess with Tru and her car seat in hand and put her on the floor in the living room facing me. I’m not going to take her out because she is sleeping and I just have to clean this.

When Max finally comes over, he finds Tru still asleep and me on my hands and knees scrubbing away at the carpet in front of my door.

“God Liz, I am so sorry. We should call the hospital and ask if there is anything they recommend for this.” He says in an exasperated voice.

Why is he exasperated? I’m the one who should be exasperated!

I am having black outs from the smell, gagging because of the site of blood in general and nervous breakdowns for when the land lord sees this mess!

“Its fine Max.” I grumble

He laughs and kisses my head as he walks in.

“Do you mind if I take her, introduce her to her new home? When you’re finished you could come over. I made food before I came to you the other night and its still in the fridge. We could talk and stuff.” He asks, already walking towards me with Tru.

I snort “ and stuff eh. I guess I can come over later, Ill be in-between one and two hours” not looking up I keep scrubbing my precious carpet.

xx

Finally I decide that since my carpet is the whitest of white, wont bleach work? Thanks to my mothers neat freak/cleanliness ways I have a carpet cleaner, I filled that sucker up with bleach and did the deed.

When I’m finished, not bothering to shower, only change, I make my way over to Max’s place for some grub.

xx

“That was tasty Max, thanks for having me over.” I say politely

“Liz, don’t be so formal, you can come over whenever you want. Just walk in for all I care. You’re welcome here 24/7. I want you around.” He just says nonchalantly

Um excuse me? Was that not the sweetest thing ever?

“Aww Maxie” I say as I sway over to him.

Like he knew it was coming he turns and grabs me to him, slanting his mouth over mine. He kisses me thoroughly, massaging his tongue against mine before pulling away.

“God I’ve wanted to do that since the last time we kissed.” He says breathlessly

Just as he is about to take the plunge again, little miss Tru decided to grace us with her presence or with her heart breaking cries.

Max pulls away with an apology and tells me to make myself at home.

Making myself at home entails me laying right in the middle of Max’s king size bed.

Is it just me or is his apartment bigger than mine?

“What exactly do you think you’re doing miss?” He asks me in a mock-annoyed voice.

“I do believe I am making myself at home, care to join me?” I invite while patting the bed beside me.

He jumps on and gets comfortable with me at his side.

We're in a nice cuddle position but I cant help being curious. I don’t know anything about him. We were on a few dates but it only consisted of flirtatious banter. I don’t even know his profession.

Instead of heading into the boring stuff, I slip off my sweater leaving me in a strapless tank, and shorts.

I knew I was coming over and decided to be a little wild. I even wore healed sandals.

"Max, can I ask you some things?" After a few seconds he replies with a hesitant yes.

"Name me a few things that will drive you crazy about a woman, good crazy."

He looks slightly shocked but recovers quickly.

"I like when a woman paints her toenails. If she cares enough about how her feet look, she'll care about how more private places look."

The moment he finishes both our eyes dart to my toenails. I smile triumphantly when my burgundy clad toes wiggle in response.

Looking up at him, he kisses my cheek before continuing. "I also like toe rings"

Now I'm not just smiling, actual teeth are showing as he crawls down my body to my toes. He rubs my right foot gently and when he slips my second toe in his mouth and sucks.

My eyes slightly widen, no one as ever done that to me before, I can’t lie though, I like it.

His tongue rubs my toe ring and I laugh. He’s so silly and at ease, I feel like I'm sixteen, experimenting with my high school sweetheart.

I can feel him smile against my toe before he continues again,

"I love when my woman comes into my place, kicks off her shoes and walks right in like she owns it. I like seeing her that comfortable being in my home. It’s even better if she has bare feet. Clean bare feet that is. What can I say? I have a thing for feet"

He looks up and to the right, a sure sign he’s thinking

"When I’m talking and a woman will look into my eyes then at my mouth then my eyes again. Its very sensual" I feel extremely relieved and excited by his answers, so far we're extremely compatible.

Now is the time to turn serious.

"Tell me about your baby and home life" I ask calmly, hoping he cant see how nervous I actually am.

"Well her name is Tru Gabrielle Evans. I hope so much that she has brown hair as nice as yours. My mom has been great about this whole situation. She takes me baby shopping
Sundays, we've painted my guest bedroom together. I can’t wait till she gets up tomorrow!" he exclaims.

A smile touches my lips because his whole confession is the most honest thing I’ve ever heard.

"What do you do Max?" I wasn’t sure what he wanted to hear or what I'm ready to say, so I change the subject.

“I’m a part time model and full time chef. I’m the head chef at 'Tazz.' We aren’t doing too well, and it’s not because of the cooking. Just lack of publicity."

He laughs at his minor joke but my mind is in over drive working up a perfect plan that could help Max and myself.

"Max what are you doing next Thursday night?" I ask calmly

"I have to work, baby. I’m free Wednesday" his eyes look genuinely sorry but its perfect.

"Max can you book your entire restaurant for next Thursday?" He looks at me with question and shrugs "I guess but why?"

I smile proudly "My first assignment from Splash is to book a restaurant for a huge celebration. It’s for the new fall line and a few new models we have. The guests will be celebs, designers, agents, and models. I have to check it out, we need to work out a price and menu but Max this could be huge. The name is very catchy and if the people in there like what they see and eat, you’ve got yourself evenings and weekends booked full with celebs. You could
be big Max." I say giddishly

He looks surprised but accepts. We don’t talk much after that, we just lay in silence. I feel myself drifting but unfortunately I can’t stay here due to the fact that tomorrow I have to present my restaurant idea to Splash.


"Max? I have to go." His arms tighten around me.

The grogginess of his voice tells me he was almost asleep

"Hmm Liz no don’t go" He sits up and switches on the lamplight.

"I have to work tomorrow and I’m dirty. I smell Max"

He takes a deep breath, leans close and takes a great big sniff.

I swear people next door heard my hand connect with the back of Max's head.

He trys to stifle his laughter with my neck so as to not wake his sleeping daughter.

"Liz, you smell great to me" I frown "Max that’s not funny!"

He pulls back a bit and nods

"I understand that you need your sleep, you can take my keys and car. Take them to work, I will call Isabel and you two should come here for lunch, in separate cars then leave with Isabel’s then I will personally pick you up tomorrow miss Parker.”

He says as he lays back down ready for sleep to take him. I lean down and kiss him before grabbing his keys and heading out the door.


I have a feeling that knowing Max Evans is going to open a lot of doors for me, not only personally but professionally. God I cannot wait for either!