|posted on 26-Mar-2002 5:41:24 AM by tyranese|
Okay I'll stop promoting my fanart and post the links:
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Author: Nicola Clarke
Disclaimer: I do not own Roswell or any of its characters
Summary: This is the sequel to Infatuation, If you’re interested in reading this fic I highly suggest you read that one first. It’s up to you of course you don’t have too.
Quick recap: Max is a billionaire, Liz is his new wife, she is nearing five months pregnancy and they are on their honeymoon in Paris right now. They have to go live in Thailand on the eleventh of January, which is in a few days. Maria is still in Paris with Michael but everyone else has gone back to New York.
from part 11
Liz chuckled, “He’s my husband.” She took and seat, “And unfortunately he left without waking me up and he’ll hear about it later.”
Vicky chuckled, “How cute. How long have you been married?”
“Beginning of the year,” Liz rested her head in her hands and rubbed her eyes, “So he left with Kyle?”
“Yeah he did,” Vicky said.
“Damn him,” Liz sighed. “So… do you live near by or in town?”
Vicky finished her toast and drink, “Yeah in town. Look I should get going, thanks letting me…”
“It’s not a problem,” Liz smiled.
“See ya later,” Vicky picked up her plates and headed to the kitchen.
“How is your relationship with Max going?” Maria was being the nosy and not ashamed of it person she is. “I never see you having a fight and me and Michael have them all the time. Take last night for instance:
He was totally flirting with some girl at the bar then he said it was just a competition between he and Kyle to see who could get a chicks phone number firs; he thought I wouldn’t mind.”
Liz chuckled, “Men are so dense.”
“Are they ever!” Maria rolled her eyes. “So,” she said continuing with her question, “You, Max. What’s it like behind the scenes, is it as perfect as it seems to be?”
Liz looked at her hands; “It’s not perfect. We have arguments as much as the next couple; Ad they are all over the stupidest things too. Our biggest problem is him being away so much, you know most people have atleast Sunday off but no not Max he’s gone by nine every morning without interruptions. I know it’s not his fault and I try my best to be okay with it but I could just strangle to him…”
“Or tie him to the bed in the morning,” Maria quickly added.
Liz chuckled and said under her breath, “Kinky…”
“Yeah or that. Maria do I have the right to be upset with him? I mean it’s not his fault.” Liz said.
Maria lay down on the back next to her, “You should be way madder at him. Liz he’s missed how much of your pregnancy? If you ask me it’s not good enough.”
“He’s trying though,” Liz sighed and picked up the pillow next to her, it smelt like Max. “He wants to be here but he’s got commitments. Maybe I’m the rude one demanding so much from him; before me work was his number one priority and now he has all these extra hassles.”
“Remember though he asked you out, he asked you to marry him. He asked you to come here. He brought you into his life, you didn’t come by yourself.”
Liz nodded, “I know but I can’t help but feel I’m demanding too much. He’s only human.”
“You’re only human too. It’s only human to be upset that he’s not here.”
Liz didn’t know what to say back, tears filled her eyes. “Maybe you two should go to a marriage councilor.” Maria patted her leg. Liz wiped her eyes and sucked in a breath, ‘No we won’t need one of those for at least another two years,” she started to chuckle half way through saying that. Maria found Liz’s changing emotions to be extremely funny.
“What should I do?” Liz asked, “Should I just keep on the way I have been? Just not saying anything.”
“Why don’t you tell him everything you’ve just told me? I mean everything. He’ll probably be home soon, it’s seven o-clock right now. Tell him you don’t blame him but he’s going to have to do something soon.”
“He is doing something. He’s making Kyle his partner.” Liz swallowed, she was being silly wasn’t she? Everything she felt told her that she should just get over it but she couldn’t.
They heard footsteps coming up to the door and sure enough it opened and Max walked in. He didn’t even notice them, that proved Liz’s theory right about men being very dense.
He pulled off his jacket and then started unbuttoning his shirt. “Hey Max,” Maria said in a seductive voice.
Max slowly turned around and finally noticed his wife and Maria sitting on his bed. “Oh,” he smiled, “Hey.”
Liz bit her lip.
“I think I should leave,” Maria crawled off the bed and before she left the room shot Liz a ‘tell him’ look. Once the door was closed Liz folded her legs and put the pillow she was holding down on her lap; she didn’t say anything.
Max raised his eyebrows, “What no big welcome home?” he was smiling. He wouldn’t be for long.
Liz rolled her eyes, “What no, good morning I hope you have a good day, I’m sorry I have to work?” Liz hissed at herself for sounding so cold, she didn’t mean to. Max just glared at her.
“What Max are you surprised? Did you think I wouldn’t be mad at you for fucking off and not even waking me up.”
“Liz don’t swear,” Max finished unbuttoning his shirt and pulled it off his shoulders. He was left wearing the white singlet he had underneath. Liz growled, “Don’t swear?” she cried, “Is that all you have to say?” Liz fought the urge to get up and whack him over the head with a rolled up magazine. “You work ten hours a day, seven days a week and I see you maybe four hours a day if I’m lucky and you don’t even have the decency to wake me up in the morning and say: Bye Liz, have a good day will you?
This isn’t the first time you’ve done this and I don’t give a shit if you think I need sleep. I have the whole god damn day to sleep so don’t even try to say something like that.”
Max was shocked by her words, to say the least. He didn’t know what to say.
“This isn’t working Max. Either fix this now or I am going to go back to New York with Maria and when you’re done here then I’ll be waiting for you when you get back. It’s not like I want that but I can’t stay here by myself day after day trying to make conversation with the stupid, ‘too professional’ maids.”
“What am I supposed to do Liz?” Max finally said something! “I am doing everything I can. I am giving up half my damn work for you. What else can I possibly do?”
“I don’t know!” Liz whimpered. She didn’t even know where she was going with this. Max came over to her side quickly, “Oh Liz babe what are you yelling for? We have had this discussion so many times! We both know there is nothing we can do about it. It’s up to Kyle, please don’t yell at me for something I am trying to fix. Sure it’s taking a while but good things take time don’t they?”
Liz looked away from him, “I’m mad at you.”
“That’s obvious,” Max said. “I’m sorry I didn’t wake you up. I don’t like waking you up when you’re tired. I’m sorry I have to work, I’m sorry this whole partnership deal is taking a long time, I’m sorry I can’t make the days shorter, I’m sorry I can’t move the sun!”
“It’ll only be a little while longer. If you’d let me share the good news when I came in, you would know that Kyle signed the partnership forms today. And I came in here to get changed so we can go out and celebrate…”
Liz’s eye’s widened.
Max smiled, “Yes he did and we all want to go out so you need to stop being mad and have a good time.”
Liz chucked the cushion at him. Max shoved it behind him, “What?” he asked?
“I feel so stupid!” she got up off the bed and walked over to the bathroom, “Go humiliate me with my stupid problems that I can’t help because one second I know what I’m talking about and the second I don’t!” she slammed the door, “Go to dinner without me!”
Max sighed, “Liz.” He walked over to the bathroom door, “Liz open the door.”
“NO!” she cried. A sob escaped her lips, “I don’t want to come, I’m to fat I don’t have any nice clothes and I will just ruin every ones time, just go without me.”
Max hit the door with his fist, “Damn it Liz you’re being stupid I am loosing my patience. Open the door!”
“NO!” She exclaimed, “Go away I don’t want to talk to you right now.”
Max gritted his teeth and trying to calm down said, “Open the door right now.”
“I said, NO!” Liz felt a twisting in her stomach and coiled over in pain. She let out a cry.
Max pushed on the door; “I will break the door down if I have to.”
Liz didn’t answer; she was in too much pain.
“Liz?” Max banged on the door, “Come out here.”
Liz still didn’t answer and her breaths became raspy. She began to worry.
Max didn’t know what to do, he was so mad. When Liz let out a cry his madness changed into fear. “Liz are you okay? Open the door. Please.”
“Max,” she gasped, “The baby,”
Max’s heart beat quickened, “What?”
“Something’s happening…” she moaned. Max fiddled with the doorknob, “Liz I can’t get in.”
Liz didn’t know what to do, she didn’t think she could make it over to unlock the door. “Liz?” Max breathed, “Unlock the door.”
“I can’t,” she said, “oh my god,” she sucked in a breath and then let out another groan.
“Yes you can, come and open the door.”
Liz tried to get up but coiled over in pain again, “Ahh,” she cried.
Max pushed on the door. Liz tried to get up again after a few minutes and slowly made her way to the door to open it. She put all her anger aside for now and just focused on her daughter and how much pain she was causing her.
When she got the door open Max was at her side in a second, “Babe what hurts?” he lead her over to the bed and lay her down.
“My belly,” she sucked in a breath, “I think its going away now.”
Max frowned, “Let’s go to the hospital…”
Liz tried to sit up, “No I’m fine, it’s going away.”
By the look on his face she knew he would get her to the doctor even if it was carrying her kicking and screaming.
“So what happened?” Maria demanded as soon as Liz and Max walked inside. Liz sighed, “I’m going to bed Max will tell you.” She pulled off her coat and threw it at the wall; she had just had enough today. She walked away in a big grump and headed up stairs to Max and her room. When she got there she pulled off her clothes and threw herself down the bed.
“So?” Maria asked, “Is the baby okay?”
“The babies fine,” Max took off his coat and stared at the space Liz had just been standing. This night was not turning out to be anything like he had wanted it to. “It was just her first contraction,” Max yawned, “That doesn’t mean the babies going to come straight away, it just means it’s getting closer to the date.”
“Ohhhhh,” Maria smiled, “Maybe I should go speak to her.”
Max shook his head, “No don’t worry this is something I don’t think anyone’s going to be able to help.”
“Big fight?” Maria was being nosy again.
Max glanced at her, “Goodnight Maria.” He walked up the steps that Liz had just gone up.
When he walked in to their room he turned on the light and said, “Liz don’t go to bed mad and upset.”
“I’m not upset,” Liz pulled the blanket over her head, “Please turn the light off, I’m trying to sleep.”
Max sighed, “I’m not coming to bed until you talk to me,” it was almost a plead for her to open up to him. He hated it when she was like this it was horrible.
“Go sleep on the couch then,” she threw his pillow at him, “If you don’t like the way I am,” she whimpered.
Max knew this was going no where so he turned off the light and walked out of the room. Pillow in hand. He slept on the couch in the entertainment room. This was the first time he’d had to sleep on the couch while he’d known Liz, he hoped it would be the only time he would have to.
In the morning Liz woke up to Max kissing her forehead, “Wake up love,” he whispered. Liz rubbed her eyes and rolled over to look at the clock. It was ten past eight. Max was sitting on the side of the bed next to her, “Don’t make me sleep on the couch ever again, we can’t become one of those couples. I will personally make sure it never happens.”
Liz tried not to smile.
Max picked something up off the dresser and put it down on the top of her stomach. “I got you something,” he said quietly, “I know how much you crave it.”
Liz put her hands down and grabbed it; it was heavy and big. She lifted it up and looked at it, seven hundred and fifty grams of milky chocolate. Her heart swelled and she let out a chuckle, “When did you get this?”
“This morning,” Max looked down at his hands. He was running his fingers over his wedding ring; he was mad at Liz but he didn’t want her to be mad at him any more. He didn’t like the way she had acted last night and he wouldn’t be happy with her until she apologized. As if reading his thoughts Liz swallowed then said, “I’m sorry about last night.”
Max licked his lips then got up off the bed and walked over to the wardrobe to pull out today’s shirt. Liz propped herself up on a pillow, “I know it’s all my fault, I shouldn’t have been so rude. None of this is your fault.”
Max swallowed and nodded.
“I was in a bad way yesterday… and no I’m not using that as an excuse for my behavior I just wanted to have it said. I shouldn’t have yelled at you,” Liz blushed, she hated being wrong. She hated having to apologize for something she did and now realized was wrong and unfair. She cleared her throat, “Come here.”
Max pulled on his shirt then walked over to her. She leaned over and rapped her arms around his neck, “I’m sorry, I really am. Please forgive me,” she put on puppy dog eyes and stuck out her lip. Max sucked in a breath,
“I know I can’t expect you to be wonderful when you’re pregnant because I know you have the whole hormone thing. But Liz you can’t blame me for having to work all the time, you know how hard I try to get off work as often as possible.”
Liz nodded, “I know.”
“Do you think I want to be away all day? Do you think I like it?” Max sighed, “I thought you knew I work because I have to not because I particularly want to.”
“I do know that. I just I get frustrated and I don’t know what I’m talking about after a long day, I didn’t mean what I said.” Liz pressed her forehead to his, “But can you understand what it’s like here for me? Do you have any idea how lonely I can get? It’s okay right now because there’s Kyle and Maria and Michael but Kyle’s going to start going to work with you and Maria and Michael leave today..."
Max sucked in a breath.
“I hate telling you this because I know you already worry about me being here…” she rubbed her nose against his, “I’m sorry. I’m just impatient and I want everything to be better right away.”
“It takes time,” Max spoke softly, “but everything will get better. You know it will.”
“Are you going to be showing Kyle your ways at work now? How long will that take?”
“A week or two,” Ma sighed, “I know that’s a long time but there’s a lot to learn…”
Liz nodded, “I understand. So are we okay now…? Do you forgive me?”
He smiled, “Of course we are, it’s us.” He kissed her, “I have to get ready to go…”
“To work?” she pulled her arms away from his neck, “I know.”
He leaned down and kissed her lips again, “Breakfast should be here any minute, I asked the chief to bring it up at twenty past. You can have it in bed today, so when I get out of the shower you’ll still be in here.”
Liz stared at him, “But what if I wanted to have a shower with you? Because I need a shower too and I don’t want to waste water…”
“No,” Max mouthed, “Your going to be giving birth soon, no sex for you.” Someone knocked on the door and Max smiled, “There’s your breakfast,” he walked over to the door and opened it, a maid stood there with a tray in her hands, “Here’s your…”
“Thank you,” Max took the tray and smiled at her before closing the door. He took it over to Liz and went to put the tray down but where was he supposed to put it? Her belly was in the way. He moved it up and down her body trying to decided where to put it. “Oh give it here,” Liz chuckled grabbing it. “I’ll put it on the bed and eat from it like that,” she rolled her eyes.
Max smiled, “Be back soon.”
“Wait a minute… what do you mean no sex?” Liz gasped. Max didn’t answer her, he just walked into the bathroom. Liz heard the shower turn on and she imagined him standing in there undressing. She licked her lips, he had left the bathroom door open.
She contemplated going and joining him but decided against it when the smell of bacon, eggs and toast wafted past her nose. She quickly lifted the cover off the food and dug in, she needed to feed her hungry daughter.
When Max finished in the shower he walked back into the bedroom with a towel rapped around his waist, his slightly wet chest glistened and his black hair stood up in little spikes. Liz felt her body start to huff with delight, it never missed an opportunity to do so. She never ceased to be aroused by her extremely attractive and sexy husband, right now was the evidence of that. They hadn’t been together since the morning of her birthday- to most people that wasn’t very long but to Liz it was far too long.
She watched him intently as he got the things he needed for the day, socks, underwear, tank top, shirt, jacket, and pants. Everything he did was just so… so enticing she was growing wetter by the second. Finally she gave in, “Okay I can’t take it anymore I can’t take this anymore! Come here and leave the towel behind.”
It occurred to her that they needed to have make up sex so when Max laughed and replied that no they really shouldn’t, she thoughtfully and blatantly pointed that fact out.
This for some reason made him laugh harder, Liz stared at him puzzled what was so funny?
Max did not give her a reason for his not making love to her but he pulled off his towel and proceeded with getting change. Liz let out a howl as soon as the towel left his body, he had the most beautiful body it was perfect in every way, it really was. As you can probably imagine.
Liz felt taking pictures and shoving them all over the walls so she could see him in all his manly glory all day long. If she sold them to a magazine every woman in the world would be eternally grateful. Max noticed her not in the least shamed roaming eyes and started to chuckle again, “You have seen it a thousand times why are you still so… so interested in it?”
This caused a huge smile to spread on Liz’s face, “Are you trying to tell me your bored with my body?”
Max rolled his eyes, “That could never happen…”
“Exactly,” Liz wanted to touch him so much.
Max pulled on some underwear, “Your making me uncomfortable,” he smirked. Liz bit her lip and in a seductive voice said, “Well come here and I’ll make you forget all about being uncomfortable.”
Max buttoned up his shirt, “Liz stop, we can’t.”
“Why?” Liz asked, now she was severely concerned, he was saying no to her!
“Because,” Max reached for his pants
“Stop right there!” Liz cried, “Get your ass over here and tell me why you are saying no to me,”
Max walked over kissed her lips and in a quiet voice said, “You are going to be have a baby any day and I do not have control when I am with you and I may hurt you. And,”
“There’s an and?” Liz’s eyebrows crinkled, “What is this?”
Max chuckled, “And anyway I don’t think we should be when your this far into your pregnancy, it just isn’t right.”
“It just isn’t right?” Liz spat out; “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Max tucked her hair behind her ears, “I know why don’t you eat some of that chocolate I got you? There’s an idea.”
Liz crossed her arms over herself, “I can’t believe this, my husband won’t make love to me, this is completely unfair… I… this should be illegal.” She grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer, “But what if I need you?”
“You don’t need me, you can handle it for a little while I think,” Max kissed her forehead, “Let me finish getting dressed.”
“Oh yes I’m going to let you get dressed,” Liz rolled her eyes, “What I am going to do is get them off you…”
“No you’re not,” Max said getting playful. “Your pregnant your not supposed to be like this…”
“Since when have you become the pro on pregnancy?” she bit his ear, “I am telling you I need this, I am dying for it. If I don’t have it I fear I will dry up and never be able to have it again!”
Max laughed, “That’s unlikely for another few years.”
“You never know,” Liz unbuttoned the top of his shirt. Max buttoned it back up, “Stop this Liz! This is hard enough for me as it is.”
“Do you know how long doctors recommend not having sex for after a pregnancy?” Liz said, “Eight weeks! EIGHT! You won’t be getting laid for another couple of months, you better get the chance while you can.”
Max was silent for a few minutes; he was fighting a battle that he didn’t want to. “No,” he said sternly, “We can rekindle our sex life after every things not so hectic. I will not change my mind about this.”
“Rekindle our sex life? In between what, work and baby? I don’t think so! We won’t have one.” Liz licked her lips.
“I guess that’s a price we’ll have to pay,” he walked away and grabbed his pants. Liz huffed, “Your torturing me for being such a bitch last night aren’t you? If you’re still mad at me I totally understand but taking it out on me this way? Wrong, Wrong Max Evan’s, so wrong.”
“I am still a little mad at you for last night but not enough to not make love to you. So don’t think that,” Max thought about what he’d just said it was horrible. “Wait no that came out wrong.”
“I should hope so,” Liz got out of bed and walked up to him in her tank top and underwear, “I know what you mean so don’t worry you don’t have to try and explain it to me. Max please, I’ll beg you if I have to?”
Max kissed her, “Let’s go have breakfast shall we?” he looked her over, “Wait no… put some clothes on.”
“Argh!” Liz groaned, “This is so unfair.”
Max pulled her robe over her shoulders and did the little tie, “Okay, now let’s go eat.” He took her hands and led her out of their bedroom.
As they walked down stairs they ran into Michael who had a bottle of syrup in one hand and in the other a big plate of pancakes. “Michael tell Max to have sex with me,” Liz begged him with her eyes.
Michael looked at Max puzzled, “Your saying no to her?” he asked. “Man I always knew you were seriously whacked.”
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|posted on 29-Mar-2002 4:23:54 AM by tyranese|
|AN: Your feedback is so wonderful! I have something to tell you... since I have a two week holiday off school I am going away from next wednesday to the friday after the following one... I won't be able to post a new part for that time but I'll try and get a new part posted after this one some time before wednesday. I will probably have one up, so don't worry. Continue to leave your feedback and bump my thread so it stays in the first ten pages will you? lol only if you want to, no pressure|
I hope you enjoy this part.
Oh and please note that I didn't get much time to check this over so if there's any mistakes please point them out so I can fix them, thankyou!
"Max," Liz walked into his office and sure enough he was sitting at his desk working hard. He looked up and smiled, "What are you doing here?"
Liz pulled off her woolly coat and put her bags down on the floor, "Maria and I went sexy underwear shopping and I just got back from the airport." She walked over to his desk, "I didn't want to go home to an empty home after I'd just..." she kissed him quickly, "said goodbye to them and all."
Max nodded, "Mmm Hmm do that again," he motioned with his hand for her to kiss him again. She didn't, "You want me to kiss you but I'm not allowed to want you to make love to me?" she shook her head. "No way, sorry."
Max rolled his eyes; "Kissing isn't jeopardizing your health and the health of an innocent child."
"Neither is sex," Liz was not going to let this go. "What is the point in having a husband that looks like you do and not being able to make love to them?" She undid his tie; "You don't find me attractive like this do you?"
"What? No," Max leaned back into his chair to get away from her roaming hands but she moved forward so she was standing in-between his legs. "Because you’re a man and a man never says no to sex. And if it's not that your not attracted to me then you must be getting it somewhere else," Liz pulled his tie away from his neck.
"Your crazy," Max grabbed her hands, "please stop..."
Liz pulled her hands away, "No way," she kissed his neck. Max shivered, "Oh sweetheart please stop."
Liz chuckled, "You sound very desperate there Mr. Evan's, is your protective marshmallow shell breaking away?" she unbuttoned all the buttons on his shirt and cursed at the stupid tank top he was wearing underneath. Liz brought her lips down on his and she teased his tongue with hers... Max broke away, "I'm serious Liz I don't want to hur..." she continued kissing him and rocked back and forth against his lap. As she devoured his mouth she brought one of her hands down to unbutton his pants, once they were undone she put her hand under the elastic of his underwear. Max jumped, "Stop right there," he sucked in a breath. "You are being so mean, you know I am only doing this for you and yet you still..."
Liz's lips were red and slightly puffy from there kisses, "Shut up." She put her lips back to his and brought her hand around his arousal, she began stroking him up and down gently.
"You know we're in my office," Max panted slightly as Liz kissed his neck. "Anyone could walk in."
Liz sighed, "Max you have way to much control for your own good... shh and enjoy will you?" She smiled teasingly and brought her mouth back to his. Max did as he was told.
Liz knew Max was fighting with himself. He was trying to say no and do what he thought was right but he was still a man and he could not say no. Liz may have been mean for taking advantage of that but he was mean for making his stupid rule to begin with.
Max eased back into his chair and closed his eyes tight, how did she do this to him? Liz brought her hand out of Max's pants and Max shuddered, she wasn't going to stop there was she?
He opened his eyes to see Liz's twinkling eyes right in front of him. "Tell me you love me," she was smiling.
Max sucked in a breath, "What if I do?"
"You'll see," she bit her lip.
Max blinked, "I love you my beautiful wife." He cupped her cheeks and placed a gentle kiss on her lips, "I love knowing your mine."
Liz smiled satisfied, "Your just saying that because you want me to continue..."
"Yeah right," Max said.
Liz's lip trembled, "I love you too."
Max sucked in a breath when she dropped to her knees and opened up his pants to reveal his throbbing manhood. She quickly brought her lips down to touch him and gently brought her tongue out to caress him. Max moaned and threw his head back; the feeling of her lips on him was just so incredible, he doubted he would ever in his whole life get sick of it.
Liz paused from her sweet torture on his arousal and looked up at him and smiled, Max sucked in a breath she was always so stunning. Today she had her hair in braids and she was wearing a summer dress with a baby blue cardigan, her constant glowing took his breath away. When Max felt the wave it was as good as it always was. He didn’t think that any girl he had ever been with in his whole life had been able to please him as much as Liz could.
“Max I got those papers you wanted…” his office door opened Liz’s eyes widened and she tried not to laugh. Not wanting to be caught in this state she quietly and quickly slipped under his desk and brought her legs up against her belly. Max tried to catch his breath, “Um thank you Sandra…” he ran his hand through his hair. His secretary should not just barge in like that.
She looked at him queerly, “Why is your shirt unbuttoned?”
“It’s very hot in here, just trying to get more comfortable when I work,” Max pushed his chair under his desk more, he felt Liz put her mouth over him again. He jumped.
“I’ll turn the air conditioning up,” Sandra frowned. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” Max reached under his desk and pushed Liz’s head away slightly. Sandra put the papers down on his desk then walked back to the door, “Is there anything I can get you? Is there anything you need?”
“No thank you,” Max swallowed. “Oh actually… would you mind knocking before you come in?”
Sandra was still frowning, “um okay… Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Yeah. I’m fine,” Max wiped the sweat away from his brow. Sandra glanced at him once more then left the room, closing the door behind her.
As soon as she was gone Max pulled his chair away from the desk and helped Liz to her feet. She laughed, “Oh how fun was that?”
Max stared at her like she was mad, “Your crazy.”
“Oh but you know you love it.” She hopped up so she was sitting on the edge of his desk and before Max knew it she had pulled her white panties down to her knee's and she was lying on her back with her legs open slightly with her moist center on view for all to see. Max nibbled his lip, how could he turn away now? Who was that strong?
He knew he wasn't so he hesitantly gave in and leaned over her to brush all the stuff on his desk away from her back so she wouldn't be uncomfortable. Liz lifted her self up so he could move the pad and pen that was digging into the top of her bottom. Once everything was gone she lay back down on her back and Max pulled her underwear fully off her legs. Liz would have liked to be able to sit up and be able to kiss him and touch him while he made love to her but it would be very difficult with her belly in the way...
The feelings she had been dreaming about suddenly over took her as he brought his hand up to rub her extremely wet opening and clit... a harsh breath parted her lips.
At first he just rubbed gently around in circles with one finger and then he added his index finger and he pressed a tiny bit harder for more effect. Liz had been waiting for this since she had left on Friday evening and finally she was getting what she needed. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth in a silent scream... Max watched her with burning eyes. When he pulled his fingers away, taking the feelings with them, Liz almost whimpered. Max quickly leaned over her and pressed a gentle but drawn out kiss to her lips, he was so gentle...
She wasn’t expecting it so when Max slowly slid himself in her she let out a little gasp through her parted lips. Max pecked her lips once, twice then stood up straight so he could have better control over the situation. He needed to remember he was doing this to please her completely and even though he had wanted this himself he needed to make sure she got what she needed.
He slowly slid his arousal right out of her so just the very tip of him was still touching her and then he thrust into her. No matter where or how they made love it was always beautiful...
Liz gritted her teeth to keep from crying out. As much as she was enjoying doing this in a public place she didn't want Max to get into trouble for doing such a thing at this time of the day, at work no less. She felt the wave coming close quickly and she summered up everything inside of her so it would be a big crash when it reached its destination. When he pushed into her one last time it took all of her over the edge and she felt her body shudder in satisfaction, she was still reeling from the wonderful feelings when Max pulled out of her went to bent down to get her underwear. Liz sucked in a breath, "Thank god for relief," she whispered quietly to herself. Max must have heard her tiny comment because he chuckled and kissed her knee. Liz didn't feel finished, she definitely wanted more but obviously she was not going to get anymore out of him because of his stupid being afraid of hurting her theory. Never mind she'd just have to finish later, by herself if she had to.
Max made sure her underwear were back in place and then did up the buttons on his shirt, how did she manage to get that out of him? It hadn't even taken much until he was putty in her hands.
Liz didn't get up for a little while and when she did her hair was messed up a little and her cheeks flushed, Max thought she looked adorable. But he always thought she looked adorable...
He ran his fingers through her hair, "Damn you," he whispered. "I didn't want to do that."
Liz smiled and rapped her arms around his neck, "I know you didn't but aren't you glad you gave in?"
She placed a kiss on his lips, "Don't worry I'm fine and so is the baby."
Max helped her get down off his desk and she sucked in a breath, "Are you allowed to leave for lunch?"
"Let's go then my man," she took off her cardigan. "It is hot in here isn’t it?" she grinned teasingly at him. Max loved his wife so much.
"Guess what I did this morning?" Max led her over to wear she had put her bags and her coat. "What?" Liz shoved her jacket and cardigan into one of her shopping bags and picked them up with much difficulty. It was quite hard for her to bend down with her big bulge always in the way.
"I hired a painter to paint a room for the nursery... we keep putting that off. We should really buy the rest of the things we need for..."
Liz silenced him, "Where are we going to put the nursery anyway?"
Max took her bags from her; "You know how our room is split up into three reasonably sized rooms? Well I was thinking maybe the third one after the one I use for the office could be it... we don't really use it for much."
Liz thought about it. The three rooms were all the same size and were separated by beautiful French doors... the end room really would be perfect for the nursery because they could hear the baby if she was crying. "That's the perfect place," she smiled.
Max opened the door for her, "I know. Anyway he's going to be coming around four to show you some colors so he can begin as soon as possible. We should get some new furniture because the things in there aren't exactly baby... material."
"You've thought about this a lot," Liz liked that.
"Of course, haven't you?" Max stopped at a door and knocked on it. Liz didn't know where they were.
He opened the door and poked his head in slightly, "Kyle we're going to lunch, do you want to come?"
"Na I'm sweet Max, have fun," Kyle was busy looking through some of the procedures and paperwork at his new desk. "Bye Kyle," Liz smiled.
"Bye Liz," Kyle chuckled.
Max and Liz walked downstairs and Max continued to talk about the nursery. He said they should go look at baby things before lunch because they had waited too long to get the nursery set up and it all needed to be set up within a few days. Who knew how long they would have till Liz went into labor?
So they went to a baby store and brought heaps of things together; a nappy changing table, some clothes, nappies, a few toys and furniture etc. They had it all sent to their house and it would arrive later that day just before or after the painter got to their house. They ate lunch at a sandwich bar and then Max sent her home in a taxi and said he'd try and be home early. "What about the nursery color? Is there a color you want?"
Max shook his head, "Not really... something light blue?"
"It's a girl," Liz hopped in the cab.
"Yeah, your right. You decide," Max told the driver where to go and then put a quick kiss on Liz's forehead through the window, "See you later."
"Okay... I think about blue… Bye!" she waved and then sat back in the seat and waited patiently until she got home.
Lately their relationship had been a little rocky because of the lives that intervened and disrupted what should be a happy existence and not one full of hassles. Max felt as if Liz doubted his devotion to her and he needed to make it absolutely clear that he would never be unfaithful or dishonest to her. Liz was his whole world and even though sometimes it may not seem like it because he worked so hard and always left for work on time and never let himself slip when he was near her, it was true. He recognized that Liz had given up her whole life to follow him here and he was taking advantage of it and should show her a lot more gratitude. But first he needed to get this whole work thing sorted out so he could give her everything she needed from him.
Every day he would come home to know that she would be there but she woke up each morning to know that he would be leaving in less than an hour. He had everything much easier then she did, even if to him he hated how his situation was because he was the one who had to force him to leave every morning.
He needed to do something to make it all up to her and show what it meant to him to have her there for him. He knew that whatever he asked she would do and he needed to let her know that she could do the same for him. He wanted so much to give her everything because she deserved it.
Max found it hard to stop tears from stinging his eyes. He needed to fix this; he needed to make her life perfect.
How could he do that though?
He was only one man and he could not control everything, as much as he wanted too.
Liz sat on the floor pulling all the things she and Max had brought earlier out of their packets and taking the tags off. The painter was in the other room painting the soon to be nursery and he said if he was required to he could have it finished by tonight. Liz asked if he minded working so hard for so long. He replied that it wasn’t a very big room and he had done a lot bigger in less time so he could do it if the price was right. Liz agreed that she would like it done by tonight because then she could start putting all the furniture in place. He had even moved the furniture that was in there out of the room and put it in the study for her. She was so grateful, of course she would pay him generously
Once he had moved all the furniture he had left in his truck to go get the paint, but now he was back and working hard…
She had decided on a very light blue with a tiny tint of purple in it, it didn’t really matter what color it was because the cot and most of the furniture her and Max had picked was wooden or white.
When she went in to see how the painter was going about forty minutes later, he was half way through the room. He hadn’t had to do much because the walls in there were a sort of creamy white and he didn’t need to do an undercoat. The room was perfect.
It had a windowsill at the head of the room that had a tall tree outside it and the lush green leaves didn’t block out the afternoon sun very much. Liz knew exactly where she wanted the cot and the dresser and the painting they had got…
Max came home at six-thirty when Liz was still sitting on the floor going through all the baby things. She was folding the little girly clothes…
“How’s the other room looking?” he asked pulling off his jacket and tie. Liz looked up and smiled, “It looks wonderful… go have a look.”
Max went through and had a look, the painter greeted him with a smile and Max thanked him for doing this so quickly. “It’s a nice color,” Max said when he came back through into the bedroom.
“It is indeed,” Liz struggled to her feet. “Let’s go have dinner, I’m starving.”
Kyle was sitting at the table when they got down there. Liz took a seat, “Kyle, are you going to see Vicky again?”
Kyle shook his head, “I doubt it. It was just a one night thing.”
“Oh,” Liz frowned. “She was pretty nice. When are you going to start a serious relationship?”
Kyle shrugged, “When I find someone I want to have a serious relationship with.”
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|posted on 1-Apr-2002 12:44:19 AM by tyranese|
Do you guys want me to post the new part now or wednesday?!
It's long and got a bad cliff hanger
|posted on 1-Apr-2002 5:58:28 AM by tyranese|
|Okay here's the new part, since I'm going away you won't get another one for a long time... It's a loooong part, well longer then my usual parts.|
Max came home from work on a rainy afternoon soon to find that Liz was not home. This surprised him greatly and he didn’t know what do with himself. He found a note from her saying she had gone to Allen’s and that she would be back as soon as possible.
He sat down on the sofa in the lounge and stared at the painting on the wall, this felt weird. Liz was always home when he got home and to have her not here brought back bad memories of when she had been back in New York and he had been here all by himself 24/7 every day.
He knew it was his own fault for setting up his own little world of perfection and though he did not say, ‘honey I’m home,’ when he walked in the front door part of his tiny fantasy still lived on.
Kyle was still at the office; he was such a great man for the partnership job. He was working over-time so he could learn everything quickly.
After sitting there for half an hour he was bored. What the hell did Liz do all day long when she was here?
He tried to think of something to do and then he remembered the nursery and decided to go see if Liz had gotten around to putting things in place. He had forbidden her from trying to move any furniture and when he walked into the nursery and saw nearly everything in place he gritted his teeth. If she moved the furniture herself she would be sorry.
He had to admit the nursery looked wonderful. The cot was sticking out of the back wall and had a blankets and teddies inside it; there was a set of wooden draws next to it and then a tall thin bookshelf going up the wall on the other side. A changing table was just down from the wardrobe and a rocking chair was next to the window. He went and sat down on it; it only took him a couple of seconds to conjure up little daydreams of watching Liz flutter around in here tending to their daughter. It was a wonderful thought.
The bookcase only had a few books on it, and a few little ornaments. It hadn’t been filled properly yet, he suspected they would fill that up with time.
After sitting in the nursery for twenty minutes he went back down stairs and tied to figure out what to do next. He didn’t like sitting down and doing nothing, he always felt he had to be doing something, anything.
When it reached seven-thirty and the chief came and told him dinner was ready he contemplated going around to Allen’s house and dragging his wife home. He told the chief to keep the food warm in the oven or something; they would eat when Liz or at least Kyle got home.
At seven thirty a breathless and saturated Liz hurried in the front door, “Max,” she cried. Max got up from the couch and walked out to meet her. “What’s wrong?” he asked. He wiped her wet hair off her face and tucked it behind her ears. He was so glad she was home, he didn’t think he could take much more of sitting in there doing nothing. At one point he had started reading a house and garden magazine and now he had all these home tips stuck in his head.
“It’s Allen,” Liz walked right up to him and gripped his arms, “She’s… she’s…”
“She’s what?” Max asked. He unbuttoned her coat, “Liz it’s pouring down with rain, you walked home didn’t you? Are you completely mad. How many times do I have to tell you not to do that? You could get a cold… do you know how bad that would be considering we don’t know how long till you give birth…And a cold is not the only thing that could happen.”
Liz sighed, “Oh Max be quiet.” She rubbed her hands together; “Allen’s hurt.”
“She’s hurt?” Max frowned. “How badly?”
“The left side of her face is all bruised and swollen…her lips split open,” Liz sucked in a breath. “We have to do something she can’t stay there…”
“Liz okay you are making no sense. How did she get hurt?” Max pulled her wet coat off her shoulders.
Liz blinked. “Her husband, he… he…”
This got Max’s attention, “What now? While you were there?”
“No, not now. He hit her yesterday and IN FRONT of Nina! Can you believe it? In front of a small child… it’s so horrible. We have to do something she can’t just stay there.”
Max bit his lip and then said, “Well what did she say. Does she want help?”
“Does it really matter if she want’s it or not? She needs it! Come on, we can call the police or something can’t we?” Liz’s lips were blue and right now that was Max’s first concern. He needed to make her a bath.
“Liz the police won’t do anything. They don’t help anyone else with this kind of thing so chances are they won’t help Allen. If she wants help then she can stay here but if she doesn’t then we have to leave it alone because it’s none of our business. Come on, you need to warm up…”
Liz frowned, “She told me to leave it alone but I can’t. What if he does it again, what if he does something to Nina?”
“Did you ask her if it had happened before? It may have just been an accident…” Max prodded her with his hands trying to get her to head upstairs.
Liz moved slowly to the stairs; “Max it was not an accident, you just take one look of her and you know that. I didn’t ask her if it had happened before… oh god you don’t think it has do you?”
“I don’t know.” Max sighed, “Liz walk faster will you?”
Liz stopped walking altogether. “I don’t need a bath I need to help Allen and Nina!”
“She obviously doesn’t want your help!” Max sighed. “She has other friends, no?”
He finally got her to the top of the stairs. Liz looked down at her feet, “I don’t know her other friends but if she does they aren’t very good ones for leaving her alone…”
“Did she tell you to leave it alone?”
Liz sucked in a breath, “Kind of… BUT that doesn’t matter. She doesn’t know what she’s doing.”
“Liz if she doesn’t want you to interfere you have to drop it. It’s none of our business.” Max rubbed her arms, “Do you want a bath in the spa bath or the normal bath…?”
“Normal,” Liz huffed. She wanted to help Allen but she knew Max was right. What could she do?
Allen had told her to drop it and stay out of it because it was nothing but Liz could not just drop it. She didn’t want her new friend (?) getting beaten up. She walked into the master bathroom and turned on the light; Max was just putting the plug in the old-fashioned bathtub that was up against the back wall. It was one of those baths with four little legs and wasn’t connected to anything…
After Max had filled the bath and added bubbles he noticed she was standing against the wall with a disturbed expression on her face. He walked up to her, “Liz babe I know you want to do something but if you’ve already offered to help and she’s said no you have to do as she says. If she wanted help she would ask for it…”
“I know but what I can’t understand is why she doesn’t want help. Isn’t she afraid he’ll do it again?”
Max wiped away the wet hair that was sticking to her neck; “She’s old enough to look after herself and maybe she doesn’t think it will happen again. You weren’t there when it happened Liz maybe it was…”
“It was what?” Liz frowned. “Are you saying there’s an excuse for what he did?”
“Of course not.” Max unbuttoned the blue long sleeved dress she was wearing. “Look we’ll talk about this after you bath. Do you need anything?”
Liz looked around; “Candles would be nice.” She chuckled, “No this is fine.”
“Try not to think about Allen and just relax for a while will you? Stress isn’t good for…”
“The baby, yes I know.” Liz stepped out of her dress and shivered.
“Dinner was ready a little while ago, how hungry are you?” Max picked up her dress off the floor. Liz walked over to the bath in her underwear; “I’m craving pizza.”
“Pizza huh?” Max grabbed a towel and put it down on the tall woven basket next to the bath. “Why do you always crave junk food?”
Liz pulled off her underwear and then her bra and put her leg over the side of the bath. She goose bumps all over her body and the hot water felt so good over her leg, she quickly put her other foot in and slid her bottom into the water. “I don’t always crave junk food.” She eased back into the bubbles and sighed, it felt so good. “Remember once I craved Brussels sprouts?”
Max shuddered, unfortunately he remembered. “Euh yes how you ate them… I will never know.” He hated Brussels sprouts.
He left the room and came back a little while later with four candles and a lighter. He put them around the bath and lit them and then turned off the light, “Better?” he smiled.
Liz opened her eyes and smiled, “Thank you love.” As he was leaving the room she said, “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Max replied. He left the bathroom door open a little bit so he could hear her if she needed him.
Liz could not stop thinking about Allen. Maybe she should ring and check on her a little later?
When Liz had first walked into the library at Allen’s house and saw her she didn’t know what to do. It had taken a while for her to get Allen to tell her what had happened but she had after a while…
“It was the stupidest thing. He found some men’s underwear next to our bed and accused me of cheating. He didn’t even give me time to explain before he hit me. I had went out and brought him new underwear that day and was folding it to put it away earlier and must have missed one… It was my fault. I should have checked to make sure I’d gotten it all…”
Liz found this completely unfair. It was not her fault; she should not have had to check to make sure she had put it all away! What kind of a man hits his wife before confronting her with questioning?
Max walked into the bathroom with some clothes for Liz to wear. “Max?” Liz asked.
“Hmm?” Max put the clothes down. “Do you need me to get something?”
Liz smiled, “No. Can you wash my back?”
Max swallowed, “Okay.” He walked over to the bath and kneeled down beside it, Liz handed him the sponge. She brought her knees up to her stomach and moved so she could rest her head on them. She told Max about what had caused Allen’s husband to hit her and about everything Allen had said while he sponged her back and arms. “Why doesn’t she want to leave him?” Liz wondered.
“She obviously loves him too much,” Max pressed a little kiss to her shoulder. Liz shuddered, “But he obviously doesn’t feel the same way because if he did he wouldn’t do that to her.”
“Ah but you forget why he did it to begin with. Because he suspected she was cheating on him… that shows that he cares.” Max squeezed the sponge out on her neck and the water dripped down her tanned skin.
“Maybe he has a mental problem,” Liz said.
Max chuckled, “I think he probably just has an anger problem. Maybe that’s why Allen’s not leaving… she thinks she can help him.”
“Maybe,” Liz closed her eyes. “That feels so nice.”
“I’m glad,” Max went and got the shampoo and then came back and Liz dunked under so her hair would be wet. He rubbed the shampoo into her scalp and then through all her chocolate colored hair. Once he was down he put his hand in the water and washed them then dried then, “I guess I better go order a pizza,” he said.
Liz lay back in the water, “Thank you Max, what would I do without you?”
Max leaned down and kissed her forehead then left the room. A few minutes later the light turned on and Kyle walked in and over to the toilet. “Hi Kyle,” Liz yawned.
Kyle jumped, “Oh god sorry I didn’t know you were in here Liz…” he quickly exited the room and Liz chuckled.
She got out of the bath a little while later and went to her bedroom to rub oil on her stomach and moisturizer on the rest of her body. She filed her nails and put on some clear nail polish and then cleaned her face with a facial scrub. Once she was satisfied that she had done everything she needed to she went back to the bathroom and put on the gray baggy pants and white v-neck shirt Max had gotten for her. Her pants hung off her hips under the big bulge of a stomach she had and her white shirt was stretched over her stomach; this shirt used to be loose on her. He had gotten her some white ankle socks and a baby blue cardigan as well. She did her hair in braids and then went down stairs.
Kyle and Max ate the food the chief had prepared and Liz ate the pizza that the delivery man brought.
“I’m going to go out tonight I think,” Kyle chewed his food. “Do either of you two want to come?”
Liz sipped her milk (that Max was insisting she drink) “Max why don’t you go and have a good time with Kyle? I’ll be fine here. I’m probably just going to go to bed.” She knew it would be silly to ring Allen and as much as she wanted to she decided she better just stay out of it like she had been told to do.
“I have some work I need to do,” Max explained. “And even though it will only take about half an hour to finish, I think I’m going to pass.”
“What ever,” Kyle said.
After dinner Kyle went to get ready to go and Liz took the plates and box to the kitchen, “Max why don’t you go? Who knows when you’ll get the chance again…”
“I don’t feel like going out,” Max poured her another cup of milk then put it away in the refrigerator.
“No Liz.” Max walked out of the room. Liz rinsed and washed the dishes then put them away. She quickly gulped down the new glass of milk then turned off the lights and left the room. Kyle was just coming down stairs; “Don’t we look smart?” Liz chuckled. He grinned, “Well you have to look smart when you expect to get something out of going out.”
“I’m sure,” Liz nodded. “Just remember when you met someone you want to marry you wish you had saved yourself for them. I should know I’m speaking from experience.”
“To late to start worrying now,” Kyle shrugged.
Liz shook her head, “Oh well I’ve done my part. Good luck I guess.” She smiled then headed up the stairs to her room. Kyle left and Liz found Max in the little office leading through from their room. She could sense Max just wanted to be left alone so she went through to the nursery and sat down on the rocking chair with s few baby clothes. She folded them and then got up and put them away in the draws. There wasn’t much more things to go away so she finished what she never got finished earlier that day and then went back and sat down on the rocking chair. Max came in about fifteen minutes later and said, “That reminds me, who moved this furniture in here? It wasn’t you was it?”
Liz shook her head; “No I got the maids to… I only moved this chair.” He was mad at her for walking home, she could tell. She dismissed it; it was his fault for being so protective. He was just going to have to get over it.
He reached down and took her hand and tugged her to her feet, “Come on,” he instructed. He turned of the light and led her through to their bedroom. Max went and brushed his teeth while Liz got out of her pants and cardigan, “Do you think it will be raining this hard tomorrow?”
Max sighed, “I don’t know. I’m not thinking about tomorrow.”
When he was finished in the bathroom he came out and got into some boxers. Max turned off the bedroom light and turned on his bedside light. He hopped into bed while Liz went and brushed her teeth quickly, when she came back and hopped into bed next to him she asked: “Are you in a bad mood?”
“No,” Max turned off the bedside lamp and lay down on his back.
“You can’t lie to me Max.” She smiled and lay down at his side. “Tell me what’s wrong love.”
Max rapped his arms around her, “Nothings wrong babe I’m just agitated.”
Liz breathed in, “You have bad news for me don’t you?” Max nodded. “Tell me it,” she said.
“I have to go back to New York for a day…”
Liz sucked in a breath, “And I have to stay here because I’m not allowed to fly when I’m this pregnant… wonderful.”
“It gets worse,” Max sighed. “Kyle’s coming so you’ll be here by yourself.”
“Well it won’t be for long will it…?” Liz rolled onto her back. Max ran his hand over her belly; “We’ll fly there, spend a few hours sorting everything out and then fly back.”
“Okay,” Liz wasn’t happy about this. Now she could be all upset about it and be mad at him but what good would it do? He would still leave and she would still be alone for a while.
Max kissed her neck, “I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault,” Liz wanted to punch something.
Max wanted to have her be stitched up to his side so that where he went she would have to go no matter what. “What can I do to make it better?”
“How about… not go?”
“I have to go. I can promise you it will be the first and last trip I take without your permission,” he propped himself up on his elbows. “After this trip Kyle will have his partnership and I will have more free time. We have that to look forward to! All the stupid work to get him in properly will be finished.”
“Finished?” Liz asked.
“Half the work I do now and that’s what it will be like after this very short trip.”
Liz looked up at him; she could see him because of the moonlight shining in through the thin curtains in the office, “You’re a liar.”
Max chuckled, “You’d think so wouldn’t you? But I’m not lying this is it.”
“Hmm,” Liz bit her lip, “I don’t believe you.”
“You’ll see when I get back. Now I just need you to promise me something before I leave…”
Liz interrupted him, “When do you leave?”
“Tomorrow afternoon.” Max quickly carried on with what he was saying. “I need you to promise me that you will not go into labor while I’m gone.”
“Oh yes well I can promise you that,” Liz laughed.
“Try,” Max was very serious.
Liz touched his bare arm, “I can feel it Max. I’m not going to have this baby for a while, it doesn’t want to go anywhere just yet.” She didn’t know if she felt like that at all but she knew he needed to here it.
“Thank you,” Max leaned over and kissed her on the lips. “Thank you for saying that but I need you to be sure of that fact.”
“I am sure,” Liz laughed. Max smiled, he loved hearing her laugh.
“Your absolutely, positively sure?” Max rolled onto his side and pressed his chest into her side. Liz turned her head so her nose was practically touching his, “yes,” she whispered.
Max pecked her lips; “I love you.”
“I know,” Liz breathed.
“Now let me ask you this again so I can lift just a tiny bit of pressure off my shoulders. What can I do to make this better for you?” He closed his eyes briefly.
“You can make love to me?” Liz chuckled.
Max growled. “No. Anything but that!”
“Then have a horrible trip because that’s all I want,” she turned her back to him. Max’s hand went down to her underwear and flicked the elastic, “Fine! Fine! But only because I desperately need to and I can’t stop myself.”
Liz laughed, “Your such a hypocrite.”
“Aren’t I just?” he removed her underwear and brought them up from under the covers. He chucked them away and then did the same for his boxers. Liz kept her shirt on.
Max rubbed his lips up and down her neck and slowly eased his way on top of her, “How to do this… how to do this…?”
“Yeah the belly does cause some… difficulties doesn’t it?” she kissed his lips and ran her hands up and down his arms. Max tried to hold himself up and push her legs apart but he lost his balance and accidentally fell off the bed. Liz chuckled and leaned down to help him up. “How many times is that going to happen in our life?” Max had an adorable smile plastered over his face. Liz ran her hands up and down his head, “Let’s hope not many more…”
Max bit his lip; he was trying to figure out how he could make love to her. “Do you think they have a book available on how to make love to a pregnant woman?” he asked. Liz was lying on her back and she got up, “Let’s hope so.”
She put her hands on his chest and slowly pushed him down on to his back, “But for now, let me do this… since you seem to be having difficulty.”
Max raised his eyes brows; “I wasn’t having…”
“Shhh,” Liz lifted her leg over his stomach and slowly and gently lowered herself over his arousal. Max closed his eyes in satisfaction, he heard her say quietly: “I read on the Internet that you can make love as much as you want during pregnancy, right up to the day you give birth… there is no danger whatsoever.”
“Yeah, hmm whatever,” Max rose his hips up and little bit then rested on the bed again. He was going to come quickly in this position but he wasn’t the only person who enjoyed it like this. Max sat up suddenly and put one hand on each of Liz’s arms, he was inside of her. “Can we take this off please?” he moved his hands from her arms to her back and ran them under her shirt. They shared a passionate kiss and when they broke off Liz said, “do whatever you want…”
Max pulled her shirt over her head and put it down on the bed near them, now that their eyes were used to the dark they could see each other quite well. He brought his hand up to cup her breast and he ran his fingers over her nipple while he kissed her neck… Liz put her head back and rocked back and forth against his hips. Max’s hands slid around her back and he undid her bra and slipped it off her shoulders, she was left bare and beautiful in front of him. Max put his mouth on her breast and teased it with his teeth and tongue until Liz was going insane with need. She had her head back and her breath was rugged, “Oh Max!” she moaned.
He kissed up her neck and behind her left ear and then his lips found hers and their tongues and lips dueled. Slowly Max lay back down on his back and Liz leaned over him with both of her thighs pressed against his hips. She slowly and gently lifted her self up and rubbed her sides around him before moving back down… they were nearly there already.
They were both breathing very hard and their heartbeats were all most in sync. Max had a hand on each of Liz’s knees and they slowly made their way up and down her inner thighs. Liz rubbed herself around and up and down and not unexpectedly Max went over the edge and Liz followed soon after him. They both groaned out and let their bodies feel the wonderful warmth… a new layer of sweat glistened on their foreheads and above their lips.
Liz leaned down and kissed her husband and then surprisingly lifted herself off of him and turned around so her back was to him. She sat down at the bottom of his stomach and massaged his newly hardening penis. Once it was ready again, which was fairly quickly, she lifted her bottom of him and lowered her heat on top of him again. She began the rubbing of her lower body again, this time from a different angle, and brought her hand down to rub his scrotum. Liz felt it very enticing to see him from a different angle. Max came very quickly and then she lifted her hand to rub her nub quickly, she soon came.
After her breathing was under control she got up off him and collapsed on her back beside him. “Excuse me,” Max said turning his head to look at her. “Where did you learn that and why haven’t you done it before?”
Liz chuckled and kissed him, “That was my gift to you for such a great birthday present but you wouldn’t let me give it to you till now.”
Max opened his mouth to say something but Liz put her mouth over his.
A few hours later Liz lay awake staring at the ceiling while Max slept soundly beside her. She couldn’t sleep, she didn’t know why. At this moment she couldn’t help but think about Allen and what she wouldn’t let Liz do for her. It annoyed Liz greatly that she couldn’t do anything for Allen.
Max stirred next to her and she turned her head to watch his sleeping features. He was so beautiful, she hoped their daughter had his eyes and teeth and… she placed a kiss on his forehead and sat up. She couldn’t lie down any more it was becoming uncomfortable. She got up off the bed and searched around for her shirt and underwear, it was quite cold so she put on her gray pants as well. She went into the dark nursery and sat down on the rocking chair, so many thoughts plagued her mind.
Liz didn’t know how long she had been sitting there when she noticed the censor light down stairs at the front door go on. She noticed it because the light shined in through the window next to her. She got up and looked down through the glass… Allen was hoping out of a car parked just a little away from the front door.
Liz wasted no time going down there, she ran out of the room and through the bedroom then down the hall and steps. She tried not to think about how frightening it was in this huge dark house at night time. When she got to the front door she unlocked it and opened it, “Allen? What’s going on?”
Allen got a freight by Liz’s sudden appearance and jumped in shock, “Liz!” she cried. “You nearly gave me a heart attack.”
“I’m sorry,” Liz crossed her arms over herself.
Allen had an envelope in her hands; “I was just going to slip this under the door. Oh well I guess I’ll tell you now. I’m leaving… I’m going to the air port and me and Nina are going to fly out of here to stay with my parent’s.”
Liz sighed in relief, “Oh thank god. You should oh I’m so glad. He didn’t hurt you again tonight did he?”
Allen held up her arm with a red mark on it, “He just gripped my arm to hard. Don’t worry I’ll be safe where I’m going. I just wanted to say thank you.”
“For what?” Liz asked.
“For being a friend. I also wanted to warn you.” Allen sighed, “You and Max remind me so much of me and my husband when we were starting out… I just want to warn you to get out straight away and don’t wait it Max lays one wrong finger on you. That’s how it starts…”
“Just listen to me okay? I was just like you; my husband and me used to be so in love just like you and Max. Just please don’t fall for it like I did.”
“Um… okay?” Liz said.
“Have a good life,” they shared a quick hug. “Thank you again for everything.”
“I’ll miss you,” Liz said. Allen nodded, “Be careful okay? Look after yourself.”
“I will,” Liz said.
Allen turned around and hurried over to the car with Nina sitting in the front seat. Liz waved to them until they were gone from sight and then she went back inside, locked the door and went back up to bed and a sleeping Max.
“No morning surprises?” Liz asked Kyle. “And I enjoyed the last girl so much…”
Kyle chuckled, “I’m sure you did. Are you ready to go Max?”
Max walked in with a brief case; “Yeah I’m ready. Liz babe come here…”
Liz walked over to him and he hugged her goodbye, “Remember your promise, if you break that promise I won’t be able to forgive myself.”
“I’ll be fine,” Liz smiled. She had not told him about Allen and her visit early this morning. Not because she didn’t want to but because she hadn’t had time to yet...
Max looked her straight in the eye to look for any hesitation, “You’re sure?”
“Positive!” Liz kissed him. “Have a good trip and come back quickly okay?”
Max nodded, “I don’t want to do this. I can’t believe I am, this is incredibly stupid! You are like four days away from your due date and I’m leaving the country.”
“Don’t worry!” Liz cried, “Leave already. The sooner you leave the sooner you get back.”
“Okay. Don’t go into labor or I will kill you when I get back!” Max kissed her quickly then hurried down the front steps to the car. He hopped in and Kyle started the car. Once they were gone Liz went inside and three hours later her water broke.
|posted on 1-Apr-2002 10:51:20 PM by tyranese|
|is it wrong to bump your own thread? |
I just wanted to say I wanted to write you all individual little notes but I don't have time becuase today has been busy and I have to go pack now... Just know that I read each word all of you say and it means a lot!
|posted on 15-Apr-2002 12:19:33 AM by tyranese|
|All the bumping is so wonderful. I only had to go to page three? Anyway thankyou heaps for waiting patiently. Now I just have to write the nest part! EEk I know sorry I only got back last night and I haven't had a chance to write it yet. Don't worry it will be posted in the next few days. Your all too wonderful!|
Araxie HRH In my next part I do explain why Max left... I hope you still like my story! thankyou for your feedback
|posted on 19-Apr-2002 3:14:18 AM by tyranese|
|Hi! Oh I'm sorry, things have been hectic. I wish I had more time! Lol, anyway you guys you totally deserve to be screaming at me. But now I have a new part written and here it is, I tried to cover all your questions but if they weren't answered in this part they will be in the parts to come!|
Max didn't know how much more of this he could take. There was only so much waiting a person could do. He had been sitting here for what was just about to be three hours and he was so close to tearing his hair right out of his scalp. Three hours ago he had just gotten off his plane and two hours before that he had gotten a phone call saying his wife had gone into labor. What luck! She had been in labor for five hours and his daughter might already be born and he was missing everything! His flight back to Thailand would be six and a half hours long so as much as he wished Liz didn't give birth till after then, he also hopped it was already over so she wasn't in pain. The thing that annoyed him the most about all of this was Liz had thought he would miss the birth of their child and it looked as though she would be right. He wouldn't let himself believe that he would miss it just yet.
He could have gotten out of the trip but he thought if he went on the trip now he could have gotten there and back before she gave birth and not have to do it when the baby was already born. The problem was the sooner he got Kyle to New York and introduced to all his employee's the sooner Kyle could take his place and he and Liz could have free time with their daughter. Unfortunately his plan had backfired and now his wife was in labor and he was stuck in New York!
When his flight finally called for him to board the plane he got there so quickly he must have been the first person to get to his seat. Only six and half-hours to go his mind told him, how on earth would he last that long? he was going to kill himself any second.
Four hours into the flight and three-am Thai time Max some how fell asleep for the rest of the flight. When he finally reached Chiangmai it was ten past five in the morning and thanks to his little two-hour sleep he had just enough strength to keep himself awake during the taxi ride to the hospital. The hospital was quite quiet but there were still nurses and the occasional patient milling around. When he got off the elevator on the floor he needed he was very surprised as to how quiet it was, he walked up to the little reception desk. No one was there so he dinged the little bell several times, where the hell was the receptionist when you needed them?
Two nurses came walking down the hall in their coats and obviously on their way home. "It was so scary, I've never actually been there for a birth let alone a cesarean. We nearly lost both the lady and her baby."
Max had never had such a horrible feeling curse through him, his whole body shuddered and his throat went dry. It took him a few seconds to be able to function again. He caught up with the two nurses and asked about the woman the girl had been talking about. Once he was pretty much certain it was Liz they were talking about he got the number of the room she was in and hurried down the hall. It took him a long time to find the room and when he did find it he stormed in there and almost gave the nurse that was fixing the blankets on the bed a heart attack. He couldn't care less about her all he could think about was his small wife asleep under the covers with her head slightly tilted to the side. He sucked in a breath, "Oh god," he whispered.
"Excuse me?" The nurse had her hand over her heart. Her English wasn't that good.
"She's my wife," Max explained. "Is she okay? Where’s... the baby?"
The lady took a couple of seconds to understand and then let out a 'oh!' Max sat down at Liz's side and kissed her forehead. He could feel his heart pounding through out his whole body. "She just sleeping, she had very hard night. Your daughter has been taken away to get checked out."
Max was stroking Liz's hair and his eyes never left her, "Can you bring her back? I want to see her."
"I'll see what I can do," the girl left the room and Max leaned down and pressed his forehead to Liz's. He gently put his lips down on hers and left them there for a little while. When he pulled away Liz's eyes were open and she cried out quietly, "Max, oh my god..." she lifted her arms to rap them around him. Max looked down at her eyes, they were filling with tears, she said, “I was so scared, I'm so sorry you weren't here... I had to have a cesare..."
"I know..." Max closed his eyes for a second, "I don't know why though..."
"The... our baby, it was just that her head was up and not tucked in so it was harder... she's fine. They only took her away a little while ago." Liz ran her hands up and down his arms and looked him over, "God you look so tired! Have you been on the plane all night?"
Max nodded, "I'm sorry I never should have left."
"You had to," Liz sighed. "Listen Max I don't want you to start blaming your..." there was a knock at the door and the nurse came in with a little trolley in front of her. Inside was a tiny Lorraine Evan's. Liz smiled at Max then nodded for him to pick her up. The nurse smiled and after Liz thanked her she left the room.
Max stood up and looked down at the little girl in front of him, his heart was swelling with love. She had dark hair on her head and she was curled on her side, she had both of her arms tucked under her stomach and her tiny fingers were clenched into her palms. Liz struggled to sit up she couldn't stop smiling!
Max cocked his head to the side and let out a little and let out a satisfied sigh. "You can pick her up you know," Liz chuckled. Max glanced at her then back at the baby, "She's so tiny."
He reached down and gently scooped his daughter into his arms she was so fragile. It felt like she would break! "Rest her head on your chest, yeah... like that, oh watch her foot," Liz smiled. Max took a seat next to the bed and held the tiny baby to him, he had been waiting for this moment for most of his life. He would remember it until the day he died. Liz reached out and brushed some of the short fluffy hair back, "You know," she whispered. "She doesn't really look like a Lorraine."
Max looked at Liz, "You think?"
Liz bit her lip, "I don't know... she just, hmm." Max peered down at his daughters face, her eyes were closed and her tiny lips were parted slightly, "You know what? I think your right..."
"You do?" Liz pursed her lips. "Your just being nice aren't you? I want you to look straight at your daughter and tell me a name you think would be good."
They had a lot to talk about, especially about the whole Max not being here when their daughter was brought into the world. Liz didn't mind very much but Max did and he was going to have a hard time forgiving himself.
Max lifted his daughter up and looked at her small head, surprisingly she opened her eyes and looked at him and let out a gurgle noise. Max smiled, "Did you see that?"
"Hmm," Liz smiled too. She wanted to hold her baby now! "I like the name Natalie."
"I don't know," Max scrunched up his nose. "I don't think that would suit her either." He handed the baby to Liz and noticed how naturally she held her.
“But I think your right about Lorraine not suiting her,” Max said.
“We’ll keep it as he middle name though,”
“I’m sure Maria wouldn’t mind,” Max realized he hadn’t even taken his coat off yet so he quickly did that. Liz looked him over; it was blatantly obvious how tired he was. He needed to shave and his hair was ruffled… it wasn’t very often Max wasn’t perfectly presentable he was such a clean person. “We have time to think about her name,” Max kissed Liz’s forehead, his chin was prickly against her skin. He also kissed their daughter’s forehead.
“We can’t very well call her daughter and girl though,” Liz licked her bottom lip.
“No but we don’t intend to, do we my love?” he smiled and glared down at them both. “A daughter…” he said quietly, he could not hide his excitement. Liz chuckled, “It’s amazing isn’t it?”
The feelings that were soaring through them were indescribable. Just the thought of a little bit of Max and a little bit of Liz mixed together to make one tiny little baby… it was a miracle.
“Do you know when you can come home?” Max asked. “How long do you have to stay in the hospital?”
“They suggest I stay for three or four days. It’s a longer time because…” she trailed off. “Does Maria know yet? Did you call her?”
“Yeah,” Max answered. “Kyle said he would be visiting her while he was there so he would tell her.”
Liz closed her eyes for a second, “I’m going to fall asleep Max, can you take her…?”
Max leaned down and took the baby. While Liz fell asleep he sat on the little hospital chair holding his daughter to him and stroking her little head.
Liz winced as she walked up the stairs with her daughter in her arms. “Are you sore? Maybe I should carry you,” Max was carrying up her things. Liz shook her head; “No I’m fine.”
Max looked at her with, I-know-your-lying-let-me-help-you eyes. She sighed, “Okay, okay.”
He put down her bags and picked her up while she was still holding the baby. He carried both of them into the nursery. Liz put the baby down to rest in the cot and stood there staring at her the baby began crying. “What about Novalee?” Liz asked.
“Novalee?” Max asked.
“Yeah, I heard it in a movie. What do you think? Novalee Lorraine Evan’s.” Liz picked up the baby again and held her to her chest. Max thought about it for a second.
“I like it,” he finally said.
“So that? Do you think that should be it?” Liz kissed the warm head of her crying daughter.
“Yeah,” Max nodded. “Novalee is nice.”
“You’re sure?” Liz walked over to him. He nodded, “Yes I want a daughter named Novalee.”
A huge smile spread across Liz’s face, “Oh I’m so glad because I love that name!” She pecked his lips.
Max took the baby off her, “Go and sleep now.”
Liz huffed and kissed her daughter before leaving the room. Max sat with the baby until it finally started to drift off then he put her down in her cot and closed the curtains. Liz was asleep when he walked into their bedroom; she wasn’t even under the covers. He covered her with some blankets and then kissed her forehead and went downstairs to make sure that dinner was cooking. Liz kept telling him how she didn’t think she could get comfortable with a baby in this big house and that she needed to be in a smaller environment. In other words she wanted to be back in New York in their permanent house together. That was a pretty reasonable request though it was easier said then done. He himself would also like to be home and now that Kyle was here maybe they could leave sooner…
Max thought it would be easier for Liz here. She didn’t have to cook if she didn’t feel up to it, the washing was taken for them, and the cleaning was all done. That way she could focus completely on their daughter and sleep when their daughter slept.
Obviously Liz did not want that; she wanted to do everything herself like most mothers. She couldn’t very well do everything herself in this huge house. As he neared the stairs he heard the front door open and Maria’s shrill and loud voice yell, “We’re here!”
So much like her mother.
Max reached the top of the stairs and looked down at Maria as she pulled off her sunglasses and Michael put their bags down on the ground. “Ah Max!” Maria smiled.
Max walked down the stairs in his dark blue sweater and black pants and socks. “We have a sleeping baby and a sleeping Liz in this house, do you mind keeping your voice down?”
“Awe,” Maria grinned. “How cute. Michael did you hear that, he needs us to be quiet because…”
“I heard Maria, I am standing right here.”
“Don’t be a smart ass sweet heart I’m just in such a hyper mood! They have a baby!” Maria jumped up and down twice. “Aren’t you always hyper?” Max asked.
Michael laughed, “I was just about to say that.” He walked over to Max and hugged him, “Congratulations man.”
Max smiled, “Thank you.”
Maria hugged Max too; “I can’t wait to see her! Ohh does she look like you or Liz?”
Max’s eye brow crinkled, “Well Maria she’s a mix of both of us…”
“Oh well yeah…”
“Where’s Kyle? I thought he was flying back with you,” Max picked up one of their bags.
“He’ll be here soon, he was talking with some chick at the airport,” Michael took the bag off Max. “I’ll take them.”
Max didn’t protest he was very tired as it was. He followed them upstairs quietly and walked into their room, “Dinner won’t be ready for a couple more hours so if you guys wanted to go out and…”
“Na we’re sweet,” Michael walked in the door and his bag hit the door accidentally sending it flying after him. “No Michael the door!” Max cried.
It slammed making a huge bang and as if on cue Novalee’s high pitched cry sounded through the wall. It was easy to hear because her nursery was right next door to Maria and Michael’s room. “Oh shit, sorry…” Michael said.
Maria rolled her eyes, “Jeez Michael.”
Max was already exiting the room, “Maybe we should move you to another room!” he said on his way out. He hurried next door and got their just in time to see a tired Liz getting out of bed to go see to her daughter. “No stay, I’ll get her…” Max instructed as he hurried past.
She got up and followed him anyway. Max picked up Novalee and held her against his chest with her head on his shoulder, “Shh…” he rubbed her back up and down.
Liz stood in the doorway rubbing her eyes, “Max what the hell was that bang…?” she yawned.
Max spun around to look at her; “It was the door slamming next door… Michael accidentally…”
Liz’s eyes widened, “Is Maria here?” she demanded.
Max smiled, “Yes.” He swallowed, “But Liz go sleep for now, I know you’re exhausted.”
“No way, Maria’s here! I have my whole life to sleep, I don’t need to sleep now!” she was almost jumping up and down herself. “Are you okay with her… wait she might need feeding.”
“Why would she need feeding? Didn’t you feed her before we left the hospital?” Novalee was still bawling her eyes out.
“She didn’t really take much…” Liz walked up. “Here let me,” she reached for Novalee.
“Liz,” Max said getting annoyed. “I want you to go to bed right now. You need the sleep and you may as well get it while you can. Please stop screwing around and go lie down.”
Liz could tell he was in protective mood and he was getting all agro because he was trying to prove he could handle everything without her so she very reluctantly said calm down and went back to bed. Max sighed and stood there trying to calm down his daughter for a while. It took a long time for him to get her calmed down, when she was finally falling asleep he had been about to give up. He lay her down and kissed her forehead, “Sweet dreams,” he whispered.
He left the room and when he walked into he and Liz’s bedroom he found her sitting up in bed under the covers waiting for him. He walked over and sat down on the side of the bed, “Babe I’m sorry but…”
“I know,” Liz said quietly. She had her hands down on top of the blanket and she was fiddling with her nails.
Max put his finger under her chin and forced her to look up at him, “You know I’m just taking care of you.” Her eyes were rimmed with red, like she had been holding back tears. He looked at her concerned, “I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“You haven’t upset me,” her voice cracked. “Allen has.”
Max frowned, “What do you mean?”
“She left,” Liz sobbed. “And she said some mean things and has gotten me all worried for no reason.” She leaned into him and he rapped his arms around her in a hug. He kissed the top of her head, “What did she say?”
“I don’t think you’ll be happy…”
|posted on 20-Apr-2002 7:17:47 PM by tyranese|
|lol, no the picture in my sig is not of me! It's on Joan of arc, my hero! Well actually it's on Milla jovovich my fav actress who played joan of arc in the john malcovich movie. My fav actress played my fav person |
|posted on 21-Apr-2002 5:01:15 AM by tyranese|
“You didn’t think I’d be happy?” Max stood up and clenched his jaw. Like he didn’t have enough problems without his wife being told to leave him! Like missing the birth of his child, working to much and trying to convince her he would never have an affair wasn’t god damn enough. He told her that.
He wanted to throw something. Max couldn’t believe himself he wanted to smash something. He should not have to put up with this crap, what kind of a woman says those kinds of things to a nine-month pregnant lady? He was so mad!
“Max,” Liz said quietly.
“What?” He snapped.
Liz yawned, “Don’t snap at me! I didn’t do anything wrong.”
She was right but Max had to take it out on someone. He didn’t want to take it out on her, he didn’t want to loose his temper but it was too late and if he didn’t leave now he would snap at her again. “I’m sorry,” he said quietly then left the room.
“Max!” Liz cried, “Where are you going?” She got out of bed and went after him, “Max!”
Max stopped walking, “Liz I just need a few minutes to calm down, please leave me alone.”
Liz just frowned at him.
“Go to bed, please.”
Liz was about to loose her temper herself, “Max come here.” She reached out and took his hand, “Please come and talk about this… please.”
Max hesitated then reluctantly followed her back into the bedroom. “No yelling, our daughter is sleeping,” Liz reminded him. Max swallowed.
“I didn’t want to tell you about her visit because I know you have way too much stress as it is. Yes she said things she shouldn’t have said and yes we are both mad at her but if your worried I’ll forever be worried you’ll do something just prove to me you won’t.”
“I would never, ever, do anything like that,” Max sighed. “She had no right to come to my house and say things about me and my family.”
“I know,” Liz breathed. “But what is being mad going to fix?”
Max had no answer to that but it did not help his temper. Liz rapped her arms around his neck and leaned up to kiss him, “Max, can you feel me? Feel how much I love you,” she parted his lips with her own and smiled in satisfaction when she heard him moan. “Are you mad any more?” she moved to kiss his neck and his collar.
“A little…” he had his eyes closed. Liz pressed her body against his, “Remember, all that matters is us. Isn’t that what we’ve always said?”
Liz didn’t have time to be upset and worried about what Allen said, her husband was angry and she needed to help him feel better, then he would help her. She drew patterns on the back of his neck with her fingers, “I think we both need a rest.”
“I think so too,” Max sighed.
Liz kissed him again, when she pulled away she said, “We will talk about this later okay? We have guests for heavens sake!”
“Hmm,” Max kissed her. “In a minute.”
Liz smiled, “No now…”
Max swallowed, “Okay. You go to bed and I’ll go tend to our guests.”
“No. Max you know I can’t sleep without you, what’s the point in trying…?”
“You were sleeping before,” Max said.
“I was not,” Liz blushed. “I was just… resting my eyes.”
Max stared at her in disbelief, “Liar.”
“I’m not a liar,” Liz laughed. The telephone started to ring and Liz let her arms drop from around Max’s neck. He went and answered the phone on the bedside table.
“Hello,” He sucked in a breath. “Mrs. Parker? What a delightful surprise.”
“Mom?” Liz asked. She walked over and took the phone off Max; “Mom is that you?”
Max smiled and walked to the door leaving her alone to talk to her mom. He apologized to Michael and Maria for leaving them alone for so long. They didn’t mind they were sitting outside soaking in the last rays the sun had to give before it went down. “How’s the little one?” Maria was eating an apple from the fruit display next to the front door.
“Sleeping again,” Max sat down on the ground near them. “Liz is talking to her mom on the phone.”
Michael rubbed his nose; “In two to three days this place will consist of not only Kyle and us, but the Evan’s parentals, the Parker parentals and most likely the pregnant Whitman’s. Who will be dying to to know what having a baby is like.” He raised his eyebrows; “Maybe we should leave tomorrow.”
Max sighed. “I’d love to have everyone here but it would have been nice to actually have a day home or even a few hours. To get Liz settled in again… She only got home from the hospital an hour ago.” He scratched the back of his head, “She will be under stress with everyone so soon after…”
“Dude,” Michael said. “If you want us to leave just ask.”
“No I don’t want you to leave, I’m just worried about my wife.”
Kyle came outside with a big grin on his face and a little white piece of paper in his hand with a phone number on it. Michael laughed, “Good for you, that chick was hot.”
Max and Maria rolled their eyes. “Yes Kyle, when will you grow up?”
“Max are you going to have enough rooms to accommodate everyone?” Maria finished her apple and put it down on the ground beside her.
“Let’s see,” Max said. “Isabel, mom, Nancy… Yeah we have just enough.”
Liz came outside. She had changed her clothes and was now wearing a pink dress that showed her little pregnant lump that had not fully gone down yet. “Liz!” Maria got up and hugged her best friend. “Congratulations!” she cried.
Liz chuckled, “Thank you.”
“When do we get to see this little bundle of joy?” Kyle asked. “You know, so we have proof it all wasn’t a big sham.”
Liz frowned at him; “She’s sleeping. You’ll have to wait.” She nudged Kyle in the stomach, “How was your flight?”
“Long and boring,” Maria answered for him. Michael nodded to acknowledge Liz and she nodded back. They didn’t have a huge hate towards each other but they weren’t what you’d call good friends. The rude times when they had first met were not forgotten. Kyle hugged Liz from behind and said, “Well congratulations anyway.”
Liz smiled and thanked him. She went and sat down close to Max and said, ‘Mom’s going to be here tomorrow.”
Max nodded, “I thought so.”
“So what’s for dinner tonight?” Maria sat back down.
“Some cheesy pasta meal,” Max answered. He was sitting back with his palms on the ground and his arms holding him up. Liz was sitting the same way; she moved her hand so it was resting on top of his. “Hmm I’m starving! How long till it’s cooked?” she asked.
“Just over an hour,” He glanced at her. “Do you want me to get you something in the mean time?”
She kissed him, “No thank you. I can wait.”
“When’s Isabel going to get here?” Michael interrupted.
“Tonight or tomorrow,” Liz answered. “She said she’d come when she was feeling better… she’s having a hard pregnancy.”
“Oh,” Maria sighed. “Poor her.”
“Hmm,” Liz sat up and starting playing with her hair, she held it up in a pony tale. “Mine could have been a lot worse. I consider myself lucky.” Her tummy grumbled.
“That’s it,” Max got up. “I’m going to get you some food.”
Liz bit her lip.
“Hey want to play a game, one on one?” Michael asked Kyle. Kyle didn’t answer for a while and then said sure why not?
They went to get a basketball and then went down to the courts that you could see from where Liz and Maria were sitting.
“I don’t think he’ll ever propose to me,” Maria sighed. “Maybe I should end it.”
Liz gasped, “What?”
“I don’t think he even wants a long term commitment.”
“I can’t help you make the decision to stay with him or not you have to do that alone.” Liz rapped her arm around Maria bringing her closer. “Stop thinking about marriage and babies and just focus on what you have right now. Do you want to be with Michael?”
Maria nodded. “Yes, but…”
“No. No buts Maria! Stop worrying about you not getting married and enjoy yourself. Marriage will find a way of happening on it’s own if it’s meant to be. Michael loves you and you love him- your having a good time together, no?”
“Of course we are,” Maria sighed.
“There you go! Don’t think about all those other things.” Liz smiled, “Are you going to stay with him and enjoy yourself?”
“It’s so easy for you to say those things because you have a daughter and a husband,” Maria rolled her eyes. “I don’t think I want to loose Michael and I should stop worrying but how can I not worry? Everyone around me is married and has a baby on the way or here! Even Erica and…”
“You are a very impatient person so of course it will be hard for you but you can do it…” Liz patter her back. “Trust me what ever happens is supposed to happen.”
Maria bit her lip, “I want to get married.”
“That’s NOT the attitude!” Liz cried. “You love being free and being able to do what ever you want! Just imagine how quickly your sex life will just drop you get married. Mine has…” Liz raised her eye brows. “And Max will start loosing his hair and…”
Maria laughed, “Nice Liz.”
Max came back with a small plate with a sandwich with ham, lettuce and cheese on it. He knew she didn’t like tomato so he didn’t put it in it. Liz thanked him and said quietly, “Max when you loose your hair I’ll still love you.”
He frowned, “What?”
Liz started eating her sandwich happily and Max rolled his eyes and went to join in with the basket ball game.
Isabel and Alex came at 11:30 that night when Kyle, Maria and Michael were out. Max and Liz had been sitting on the couch in front of the fire with Novalee and discussing what Allen had said and Max not being here when Novalee was born.
“You know I don’t mind Max, only you have a problem with it. We’ll have other children right? You’ll be there for them.” The thought of having another child made her grimace right now. It was too soon after Novalee for her to feel comfortable with having another one. That would wear off eventually.
“I don’t think you should have any more children. I don’t want to risk it,” Max sipped his tea. He had already said that to her while she was in the hospital, he couldn’t get what that nurse had been saying out of his head. Imagine if he had lost Liz and his daughter, how could he go on? The thought caused him to shiver.
“Max,” Liz touched his arm. “We’ll talk about this when the time comes, not now.”
“I missed our first child’s birth, their will never be an excuse for that.” He hated himself for taking such a gamble and leaving when there was a good chance she would give birth. He had lost and now he had to live with the consequences.
“Stop tearing yourself up about this, please. You are a busy man! So what, you weren’t there when she came out. You were there nearly straight afterwards.”
“I should have been there,” Max sighed. He would have that on his shoulders and he knew that nothing anyone said or did would fix it. He would have to live with it. Liz sighed and quietly said, “Lot’s of fathers miss their child’s birth and don’t care very much. You tried your hardest to be there, you are above people just by doing that. I don’t want you to be upset about this will you try and stop blaming yourself.”
Max knew it was what she wanted to hear but it wouldn’t be very good of him to just say it, he had to mean it. Where would their marriage go if they had all these things stacked behind them? He did not want to loose Liz. He thought about it for a second, than honestly said, “I will try.”
Liz smiled, “I love you.” She kissed him, “You’re my whole world. You know that don’t you?”
Max bit his lip, “Well only slightly…”
Liz nudged him, “Shut up.” Novalee made a noise and Liz ran her hand over her head, “Are you tired yet little one?”
Novalee just would not go to sleep.
“Have you thought about what Allen said?” Max asked quietly. “Are you worried?”
Liz didn’t speak for a little while. Finally she said, “I’m not worried but I did think about what she said about how she and her husband used to be like us.” She didn’t look at him, “It’s not like I think you will but it’s slightly disturbing that they could end out like that.”
“They aren’t anything like us because I would never do that,” Max muttered under his breath. “She had no right to say I would.”
“Your right,” Liz said. “I think we should just forget she ever came by.”
“I will only forget if you do, you’re the one who has to worry about it,” Max rubbed his hand up and down Novalee’s back.
Liz put her hand over his, “I trust you. I know you would never hurt me.”
Max intertwined his fingers through hers, “Good.”
The doorbell rang and Max knew instantly it was Isabel. Who else would come here at this time of night? He went and greeted them and hugged his sister, “Wow!” he said in disbelief. “I never thought I’d see you six months pregnant.”
Isabel smiled, “yeah, me either.”
“You look wonderful as usual,” Max took her coat and hung it up. He and Alex hugged and spoke about how good it was to see each other.
“Where’s Liz?” Isabel asked. Max picked up a suitcase; “She’s just in the lounge, through there.”
Whilst Alex and him went and put the bags away Isabel went and saw Liz. When she walked in Liz was propped up on a cushion on the couch with Novalee on her chest, her tiny hands playing with her mothers long brown hair.
“Hi,” Isabel smiled.
Liz looked up. “Oh hey!” she smiled back.
Isabel walked over and they carefully hugged each other around the baby. “So this is her!” She took a seat on the couch next to Liz, “She’s beautiful.”
“Thank you.” Liz rubbed her hand up and down her daughter’s back. “Your got to see her before the others, they went out before we got her up. Anyway how are you? Look how pregnant you are! Wow!”
Isabel looked down at her stomach. “Hmm yes and I feel very pregnant too.”
“Aw,” Liz said sympathetically, “At least its worth it.”
“It looks like it is,” Isabel touch Novalee’s head.
Liz bit her lip; “Do you want to hold her?”
Isabel looked at Liz, “really?” she asked.
“Yeah why not? I have every day to hold her.” She sat up and carefully handed Novalee to Isabel. “Put your arm under her bum… yeah like that.”
Isabel had the biggest smile on her face. “Wow,” she breathed, “How has Max been dealing with this?”
Liz chuckled. “With holding her?” He’s good at that but he hasn’t gone near a nappy yet.”
Isabel laughed, “good luck with that.” She sucked in a breath; “Oh this is so incredible.”
Liz nodded. “Just wait till you have yours. A little blonde boy running around the house.” She leaned over to the coffee table and picked up a big hardback book. “Max got me this book. It’s got everything you need to know about being a mother. You should read it tomorrow, it’s really good and it helps a lot.”
Isabel looked at the book from where she was, “I will, thank you.”
Liz flicked through it quickly then put it back on the table and picked up her mug with cooling tea in it. Isabel asked, “Do you have a mid wife here to help you?”
“No I didn’t. I saw one once while I was in New York but since I moved here we didn’t really think about getting one. I ask my mom all my questions.” Liz laughed. “If Max ever let’s me have another child we’ll have one.”
“Why wouldn’t Max let you have another child?” Isabel smelled her tea. “What is that? It smells wonderful.”
“He’s worried something will go wrong like this time… This?” Liz motioned to her tea. “This is herbal tea… Max is making me drink it. All of a sudden he’s sprung all this healthy stuff on me.” Liz scrunched her nose up, “Is smells nicer then it tastes.”
“AND he’s given up coffee!” Liz cried. “Not that I like it or anything but her did. It’s weird.”
Isabel interrupted her laughing to say: “Wait till mom finds out.”
When Liz looked up she saw Max and Alex walk in with amused expressions on their faces. Alex walked over and kissed Liz’s cheek. “Hi Liz! You look good.”
Liz smiled, “Thank you Alex. So do you,” she said.
“What’s this little one doing up? Shouldn’t she be in bed by now?” Alex took a seat on the sofa chair to their right.
“We’ve tried. Trust me. We’ve spent the last two hours trying to get her to go to sleep.” Max looked down at his daughter and his sister. “Did mom tell you when she coming?”
Isabel nodded. “She and dad can’t come tomorrow so they are going to catch the first flight on Thursday.”
“Oh okay. Do either of you want some herbal tea?” He picked up his cup and sipped some of his.
“Uh… no thanks Max,” Isabel looked at Liz with wide eyes.
“Herbal tea?” Alex asked amused by Max.
An hour later and ten past one Novalee was finally asleep in her cot and very tired Max and Liz collapsed onto their bed. They tiredly crawled under the covers and Max turned off the lamp that was on his side of the bed. “I’m finally in my bed again!” Liz closed her eyes and curled into Max’s side. “It feels so right.”
Max slid under the covers more and rapped his arms around her.
“Do you promise to love me forever?” Liz rested her face on the pillow right next to the side of his face. He was on his back. She kissed his cheek.
He smiled and leaned over to kiss her behind her ear. “Of course,” he whispered.
“Good.” Then they both fell asleep.
|posted on 29-Apr-2002 1:32:06 AM by tyranese|
|I know, I know I should be shot for leaving this for so long! I have no excuses apart from writers block tbut that's not good enough is it?|
Anyway I have tried writing this part so many times but I am still not that happy with it! I am having a writers block sooooooooooo bad! Here's your new part I hope atleast you guys enjoy it! And A big hi to sarah, thanks for your feedback, I don't mind that you didn't leave feedback before! the only thing that matters is people enjoy reading my work
“I’d offer you coffee but Max threw it all out.” Liz bobbed up and down with her daughter in her arms. She was sore and itchy.
Maria rubbed her head. It was seven-thirty and unfortunately Liz was not the only one Novalee woke up with her crying at six-forty this morning. “I can’t live without coffee,” Maria was half-asleep.
Max walked into the kitchen and up to the pantry. “You can live with out coffee. Have some herbal tea,” he smiled.
Maria grumbled, “Does it have any caffeine in it?”
“I told you not to throw out the coffee Max. But you didn’t listen and now Maria and probably everyone else in this house is going to kill you and I’ll have to be a widow.”
Max chuckled, “No they won’t.”
Liz kissed the top of her daughter’s head. She had sat on her rocking chair breast feeding Novalee this morning. Max had been in the shower; Liz had not had a shower yet. She had changed her nappy and gotten her dressed and now she felt like a true mother. It felt wonderful. There must be something about having someone completely dependent on you and needing you.
Liz was in a lot of pain, she could not laugh without her lower stomach hurting and threatening to burst open. The cut that Novalee had been pulled out off was sore and relentless.
Max walked past her and put a big range of fruit down on the bench. All that he could carry “Honey?” Liz asked.
He looked up, “Hmm?”
“What are you doing?”
He started opening the cupboards in search for something. “You’ll see,” he said.
Liz turned to Maria with big eyes. “Are you afraid to?” she asked.
Maria nodded vigorously, “Yes!” she cried.
“Don’t worry,” Max found what he was looking for. The blender; He put it down on the bench and when he came past Liz again he stopped and pressed a kiss to the back of her neck. Liz smiled.
“I think you should move me and Michael to another room. I can not get up this early again especially after being out till after three am.” Maria’s head was on the countertop.
“I thought we should move you,” Max said. He plugged in the blender and then started cutting up the fruit. “But now there isn’t another room for you. Our parent’s need rooms too.”
Liz picked up a piece of apple and bit into it. “You could sleep in the entertainment room. It’s really comfy in there,” she suggested.
Maria’s eyes were closed she did not answer. “Ow Ow OW!” Liz groaned, Novalee had kicked her stomach. She hated being in pain. Max poured some orange juice into the blender and then put half of the fruit in there. Maria jumped when he turned it on and Novalee started crying. Max turned it off quickly. Liz tried to calm their daughter down, “Oh darling,” she chuckled. Max came up behind her and leaned down to kiss his daughter’s head. “Maybe I should leave the room while you do that,” Liz glanced at him. “Just for a second?” he asked.
“Hmm.” Liz left the room and Maria followed slowly. They went into the lounge and sat down on the couch, Maria rested her head against Liz’s shoulder and fell asleep. Liz chuckled and tried reaching for the remote to turn on the stereo. She managed to get it and turned on a relaxing quiet CD.
Liz was right when Michael, Kyle, and Alex emerged from their beds they walked into the kitchen and demanded coffee. Max was there to greet them with a green smoothie.
“What the hell is this?” Michael demanded.
“I’m not drinking this,” Kyle moaned.
Alex scrunched his nose. Isabel laughed and looked at Liz whom was sitting at the bench drinking it. Max held Novalee. “It’s not that bad,” Liz said. “In fact I like it.”
“You would,” Kyle grumbled. “You’re his wife, you have to say that.”
“No I don’t,” Liz finished hers. “I’m being honest.”
Maria had drunken half of hers. “It’s okay,” she said.
Michael and Kyle slowly realized they hadn’t seen the baby yet and walked over to Max to look at her. “Ah yes,” Michael said.
“Yes indeed,” Kyle scratched the back of his head. Maria had held Novalee and played with her a little while ago.
Liz frowned, “What is that supposed to mean?” She stood up and glared at them.
“Nothing, nothing at all.” Michael chuckled.
Max stepped away from them, “No tell us, what do you mean?”
Liz took her cup over to the sink and rinsed it then went to stand next to Max.
“Oh you know,” Kyle said.
“No we don’t, tell us.” Liz crossed her arms.
“Well she’s just…” Michael rubbed his nose between his fingers. “Ugly.”
“WHAT?” Max and Liz both said together.
Michael and Kyle laughed, “We’re joking. Jeez you’re just a little too sensitive.” Maria whacked Michael over the head; “You’re a jerk Michael! Apologize!”
He frowned at her, “What?”
“You heard me, apologize!” she said.
Max and Liz stared at them with hard eyes. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry for calling your baby ugly,” he said.
“Yeah me too,” Kyle walked over to the refrigerator.
Liz put Novalee down to sleep at eleven-thirty after she’d fed her. The great thing was she went straight to sleep without and worries. Liz decided that maybe recording the times in which she slept best and how long she slept for would help her decide what times to put her down. She was a new mother it was worth a try right?
She went and got the journal Max had brought her for her birthday and wrote about her idea and made a small chart. The only other things she had really written in her journal were her pregnancy so it may as well become her baby records book.
Max came into the room and closed the door. “Too many people and still more to come!” He gritted his teeth. Liz looked up at him. “It’s just for a few days,” she reminded him.
Max walked over to her and sat down on the bed next to her. “Your parent’s just arrived.”
“Hmm cool.” She turned to look at him, “Is something wrong?” she asked.
“No.” He fell down onto his back. “I just wish everyone could have given us a couple of days to get used to everything…”
Liz finished what she was writing and put the pen and book down on the floor. “Their family Max, of course they wanted to come right away.” She lay down next to him and kissed his jaw. ‘Just remember they will leave and we have the rest of our lives…” He moved his arm out and she lifted her head so he could slid it under her. She rested her head on the top of his arm. “Aren’t you tired?” He asked. “You got home yesterday and lay down for two minutes before you were interrupted.” He rested his forehead on the top of her head.
“I’m okay,” she smiled as if to prove it. “Sure I’m tired but we’re new parents of course we’re tired.” She kissed his chest through his shirt. “They will all be gone in a week tops.” She sat up; “Okay I have to go greet my parents!” She leaned down and kissed his lips. “I love you,” she said. Max watched her leave the room and then closed his eyes to rest for a little while.
Max wondered what he’d done to deserve Liz. Nothing in his life had prepared him for her. Very frequently women threw themselves upon him and Max would somehow say no. He was a man it was very hard but he would not be able to live without Liz and if he was unfaithful he would not deserve forgiveness. He has a clear picture of how devastated she would be if she found out. He shuddered every time he thought about it. Some times it was so hard to say no and that worried him because it was his bodies response not his minds. He was a married man but a man before that so he needed to try to stop himself. If it was important
It was going to be especially harder for the next two months because Liz would not want to have intercourse.
He got up off the bed before he fell asleep. When he went down stairs Liz was introducing Isabel and Alex to her parents. They had briefly met at the wedding but not officially. They were just in time for lunch and Maria was setting the table. Max had sent the maid’s home.
“We finally get here and you’ve put her down to sleep?” Jeff asked.
“Well dad, she sleeps all the time she is only a few days old,” Liz rolled her eyes. Max smiled at her.
“We can only stay till Friday Liz, we have to get back to the restaurant,” Nancy explained. Maria came over and said for she and Michael, “We have to leave on Friday too. I can’t leave the coffee shop and Michael can’t have any more time away from work.”
“So itchy, so, so, itchy!” Liz moaned to Max. “Oh god I need to scratch!” she buried her head in his shoulder.
“Don’t scratch babe,” Max brushed Novalee’s hair to the side. “Just try not to think about it.”
“That’s easy for you to say!” she snapped, “If you felt like this you’d want to kill yourself.”
“What’s itchy?” Isabel wondered. Liz blushed.
Michael, Alex, Philip Evan’s and Jeff Parker had all gone out and all the ladies were home, apart from Max. Kyle had gone to work. The ladies, and Max, were sitting outside on the wooden patio furniture. Liz had tried to get Max to leave with the men but he had insisted he stay here and help look after the baby.
Liz explained what was itchy. “When you have a cesarean they have to shave… down there and when it starts growing back it is...."
”Oh!” Isabel chuckled. “Oh! Oh… poor you.”
“How’s the cut?” Diane asked. “I never have a cesarean so I don’t know what…”
“It’s horrible and painful,” Liz bit her lip. “I have to be careful how I move or it will split open. I can’t laugh! It hurts too much.”
“Oh!” All four women said in unison.
“Can I hold Novalee?” Isabel asked. Max nodded and leaned across the table to give Novalee to her. Once Isabel had her Max went inside to get Liz something for the pain.
“Liz when are you going to be moving back home? It feels like you’ve been here forever,” Nancy frowned.
“It feels like it’s been a long time but it’s only May and I only got here in January,” Liz rested her head in hands. “I don’t know when we’re coming home. It might be sooner now that Kyle’s here to help…”
“It must have been fate he turned up,” Diane said. “Philip didn’t know what to think when he found out what Max had done. I convinced him it was the right thing… It was just too much work for Max all by himself.”
“I agree,” Liz nodded.
Maria got up from the table, “I’m hungry, does anyone else want something from kitchen?”
“Hmm water,” Isabel said. Nancy looked down at her empty glass,
“I’ll get you some too Nancy,” Maria picked up their cups. “Do you want something Diane?”
“No thank you Maria.”
“No father should have a whole company to worry about as well,” Nancy said. Diane and Liz nodded vigorously,
“Yes, yes and now that he has more time he won’t miss any firsts for the baby,” Isabel agreed.
Max came back and sat down next to Liz, he handed her a pill for the pain and a glass of water. “Hmm thank you,” Liz smiled. “You should have gone with the…”
“Enough,” Max said. “I didn’t want to go, stop worrying. Maybe you should go have a rest while you can?”
“Max if she needed a rest she would go and…” Max shot a ‘shut up, this has nothing to do with you,’ glance at Isabel and Isabel bit her lip.
Liz pecked her husband’s lips; “I’m fine. But thank you for worrying.”
That night when Max hopped into bed at three AM Liz woke up and rolled over.
“Oh I didn’t want to wake you, go back to sleep,” Max pulled the covers up over them and kissed her forehead.
“Did she go to sleep okay?” Liz asked sleepily. She snuggled into him and closed her eyes again.
“Yes,” he answered quietly.
Liz knew Max wasn’t comfortable with everyone here under one roof and he was agitated because of it. She quietly whispered, “Two days Max.” In two days they would all be gone and everything would be back to normal again.
“Two days Liz,” he buried his head in her hair.
Michael, Maria, Nancy, and Jeff all left on Friday and then on Sunday Diane, Philip, Isabel and Alex left. Max apologized to Liz for being so moody while they were all there. He just didn’t get on well with so many people at once. Liz raised her eye brows, “Your were moody? I never noticed.” She blinked at him then left the room to go have a shower.
“Does Novalee need to wake up and have a bath?” He called after her.
“Yes! Do you want to do it?” She poked her head through the door.
He nodded, “I do, yes.”
“Go ahead,” she smiled.
Liz watched her husband wash their daughter. He held her so gently and beautifully. His touch showed his love for her in many different ways. Is that what he’s like with me? Liz wondered. Does he show just how much I mean to him by being gentle and caring and…
“Babe, did you see that?” Max called. “She just splashed me on purpose…”
Liz smiled, “I saw Max.”
“Incredible,” Max muttered, “As if someone wrote a script of life and said those two shall make one…” He squeezed the sponge above Novalee’s back and watched the water drip down. “These are the best times,” he whispered to himself… “Liz do you think…?” He turned his head to see Liz’s departing form. He shrugged and kissed his daughters belly, “Your just the most beautiful creature in the world aren’t you?” He grinned, “You look just like your mother.”
The baby gurgled.
“You agree?” Max raised his eyebrows. “I’m glad. But you know I’m going to have a hard time keeping those young boys away from you,” He wet her hair, “They’ll be all around you like bee’s to honey.”
A flash shinned behind him and Max turned to see Liz with a camera in her hands, she snapped another picture of him.
“You’re so adorable,” She said with a chuckle.
He just grinned and turned to look at their daughter again. After taking another photo Liz put the camera down and walked up behind him and rapped her arms around his waist. She smiled at their daughter; “ She’s going to be very clean.”
“Yes,” Max smiled back.
“Is your life how you wanted it to be? You know when you were younger and you wanted to have a family…”
“Oh much better,” he replied. “My pathetic imagination could not conjure up anything close to as wonderful as this.”
Liz blushed, “Really?”
“Really,” he sat their daughter up, “Can you get a towel?”
“Hmm,” Liz let go of him and grabbed the blue fluffy towel off the towel rack. When he pulled their naked daughter out of her little baby bath he rapped her in the towel and held her to his chest. “I really don’t deserve this,” he said, “I really did nothing to earn this.”
Liz raised her eyebrows, “You really do deserve this, you really did earn this,” She pecked his lips. “Perhaps what you should be saying is, what can I do to show my appreciation for such a great gift,” She chuckled.
“I love you,” he said. He then looked down at their daughter, “I love you too little duck some on let’s get you dressed.” He headed out of the bathroom.
“Little duck?” Liz asked following him.
|posted on 3-May-2002 6:02:23 PM by tyranese|
I hope there wasn't too much confusion about what Max was thinking in the last part. It wasn't meant to come across in a way that he was thinking about cheating I was just trying to some how remind everyone that Max is a man, no? He's not going to cheat on her but if you had gorgeous men/woman throwing themselves at you all the time what would you think?
You know how men are lol. Not all of them of course...
I was just trying to make the situation more realistic... don't worry he won't cheat.
On June 16th a very joyful Max Evan’s came home to a very a sleep Liz and Novalee. He needed Liz awake because he had great news and he wanted to take her out. Kyle said he would look after the one for as long as they liked, it was the least he could do considering he was living with them and not paying for anything. Kyle had insisted he move into his own place when he went into the partnership with Max but they had said that their was no need, they had so many rooms and so much money that they wanted him to stay.
Very gently Max picked Novalee up off the little baby blanket on the couch and carried her upstairs to her crib. Once asleep and safe Max went back downstairs and spoke to Kyle. “She’s asleep and if she wakes up, which she might because she quite frequently does at this time she’ll just lie on your chest and fall asleep again. If she doesn’t fall asleep very quickly read her a book and give her a toy or something.” Max suddenly thoughts this wasn’t such a good idea. Was it too soon to go out and leave their daughter with someone other then Liz or him? What if something happened?
Kyle noticed the expression change and quickly reassured him that everything would be fine. “It’ll be fine Max. Your just being a protective new parent…”
“I just don’t know…”
“Max it’s going to be sweet as. What you’ll be gone maybe four hours tops?” Kyle shrugged.
“We won’t be gone that long,” Max said.
“Well then exactly,” Kyle smiled. “Nothings going to happen.” Kyle was going to do some work in Max’s study next to the nursery so that he could hear Novalee if she woke up.
Max sighed then went to wake up Liz. He really was being silly; it would do Liz and him good to get out for a few hours.
Kyle went to the kitchen and made some coffee and got some food. If Novalee was going to keep him up all night he’d be ready for her.
“Liz babe wake up,” Max rubbed her arm up and down. “Darling, love, sweetheart!” he grinned, “Wake up!”
Liz sighed and curled into him. “Liz,” he gently shook her, “Wake up babe.”
She yawned and without opening her eyes asked what the time was. “It’s eight,” Max kissed her forehead.
She rubbed her eyes and then suddenly sprung up, “Where’s Novalee?”
Max soon calmed her, “She’s in bed, don’t worry.” He tucked her hair behind her ears, “Do you feel okay?” he asked.
Liz lay back down and looked up at him, “I’ll tell you in a minute.”
“Well,” he held her arm, “Are you feeling up to going out?”
“Going out?” Liz raised her eyebrows, “What about…?”
“Kyle said he’d gladly baby-sit for us,” He caressed her palm. They hadn’t gone out or been able to relax together since before Novalee was born over a month ago. Though that wasn’t that long it would still be nice to be able to enjoy each others presence comfortably for a few hours. “I don’t know Max…Do you think she’ll be okay?”
Being new parents this would be the first time Novalee would be left alone without either one of them there. It was a big thing to them and they needed to make sure they were okay with it. After talking about it they decided they should take this chance because who knew when they’d be able to do it again. It would only be for a couple of hours anyway.
After they had both gotten changed and Liz had checked n Novalee Max let Kyle in through he and Liz’s room and into his study.
“Nice room you’ve got here,” Kyle grinned.
“Thanks,” Max said.
Liz came out of the dark nursery and closed the glass door. “I feed her before she fell asleep so if she wakes up it will only be because she’s poohed.” She bit her lip, “Are you sure you’ll be okay?”
Kyle nodded, “I’m certain.”
“You’ll call us the second you think something’s wrong?” Liz folded her arms over herself.
“You know the number?” Max asked.
“Yes!” Kyle laughed. “Stop worrying the both of you. Go and have fun! I’ll be fine and in case everything isn’t I know the emergency phone number.”
Max and Liz frowned.
“Nothing’s going to happen!” Kyle laughed. “Your so funny, you cute parent’s you. Go out, have fun.”
Max and Liz glanced at each other then hesitantly left the room, “See ya later Kyle, we won’t be back very late.”
“Okay! Take as much time as you like.”
Once they were in their car and off the property Liz asked Max where they were going. “I feel like eating a huge cream covered mud cake.” She licked her lips, “Are you hungry?”
Max wasn’t that hungry, “Me and Kyle ate a little at the office,” he explained. “Do you want to go to a café or a restaurant or a bar or a…?”
“Café,” Liz answered before he finished. “Let’s go to a café,” she reached over and turned on the radio. “Why did you get home so late anyway?” Not that she was complaining he’d only left for work at two-thirty.
“We had a meeting,” Max glanced at Liz. She had her head resting on the chair with her face turned to him. “Are you feeling okay?” he asked.
“Mmm hmm,” she nodded. She hadn’t completely healed yet but her wound was a lot better; She could move around more comfortably. Now loosing the weight she’d put on mostly concerned her, she felt fat.
Certainly not good enough next to Max Evan’s as Mrs. Evan’s she had an image she had to attain.
In town they searched for an open café and found one called Alfresco’s. It was upstairs and had little white tables with candles set out around the big room. The walls had paintings that hung everywhere that locals had done and were selling. At the back of the room there was a counter and displayed cold foods. Above it was a black board with everything you could order written on it, the waitress at the counter greeted them with a big smile?
Liz’s gaze fell on the chocolate mud cake sitting in amongst the other foods. “Oh wow,” she mumbled. Max chuckled, “Babe maybe you should get something to do with fruit.” There he went with his healthiness again.
“No way,” Liz said. “I know I should loose the weight I have unfortunately not burned off but I need chocolate,” She smiled. “Besides anything with fruit involved is not a dessert.”
“I totally agree,” the lady at the counter nodded.
Liz chuckled, “See,” she grinned at Max then turned back to the waitress. “I will have a big piece of that cake right there please and can I have cream?
“Yes,” The girl wrote the order down.
“Thank you,” Liz looked around. “I’ll go get a table Max, get something you’ll actually enjoy okay?” She walked away and Max rolled his eyes.
He came and sat down a few minutes later and Liz pointed out that she had not had wine in over ten months. Max raised his eyebrows, “That’s good, it’s only putting bad things you don’t need into your body.”
It was Liz’s turn to roll her eyes, “Max do you have to drag me into this? Can’t just you be healthy? I love junk food too much.”
Max shook his head, “No, as the husband and father I am in charge and I decide what we eat.” He reached over and took her hand. “It’s the way it works.”
“Your out of line,” She said. “This was part of your big picture? Commanding me and telling me what to do?” She chuckled. “So really your childhood dream was to have power.”
Max shrugged, “Guess so,” he rubbed his fingers up and down her fingers and rubbed her palms. Max was very persuasive when it came to Liz, he couldn’t say no so he knew that if she really wanted something he would probably get it. They just needed to come to an agreement, so that they were both having what they wanted. He told her that.
“Maybe you could start eating carob instead of chocolate,” Max grinned. “It tastes exactly the same.”
“We are not having the discussion,” Liz laughed. “No way! I’ll try everything else but you can’t take away my chocolate. I’m sorry Max,” She kissed his hand. “I’ll try giving up other things but not chocolate okay? Let me have chocolate!”
“What is it with woman and chocolate?” he frowned.
Liz opened her mouth and gaped at him, “Ohhh Max we need it. It’s just a compulsory part of being a woman, no one knows why, we just do.”
“Really?” Max grinned.
“Yes really!” Liz chuckled. “Don’t make me eat carob.”
“Okay,” Example Number One of Max not being able to say no to Liz.
The waitress brought two drinks over, one orange juice for Liz and one spirulina for Max. “Wow Max you are just… getting old aren’t you? No more parties or drinking for you.”
“No I’m a father now.” You could tell he was very proud of that.
The waitress brought Liz’s cake over and Max had a fruit dessert thing. Liz shook her head and laughed.
“I found out some good news today…” Max sipped his drink.
“You did?” Liz asked.
“I did,” Max put his drink down. “I think you’ll be happy,” he smiled.
Liz studied his face, “If you think I will I probably will be.”
“Tell me,” Liz played with the cream on her piece of cake.
“Well,” Max yawned, “We can go back to New York in two months.”
A big smile spread across Liz’s face, “For good?”
“Yes, for good.” He chuckled. “Your glad right? You do want to go home?”
“Of course I want to go home,” Liz had the biggest smile on her face that made Max’s heart miss a beat. He loved causing her to smile. “I mean, I didn’t think we’d be able to leave for a while longer. This is so great! We will get to settle and just be near friends and family again!” She felt giddy. The continuous feeling at the back of her mind that they would be moving and weren’t at a permanent place always plagued both of them so it was great to finally know that they could settle soon. Liz felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off both of them and their relationship. “Oh Max I’m so glad!” her face clearly showed it too.
“I thought you would be,” he bit his lip. “We just need to figure out a place to stay when we get there.”
“Well there’s Maria’s apartment…” Liz suggested. “What about your place? Is Kyle going to go in there, it would make sense to have him in there wouldn’t it?”
Max nodded, “Yeah he probably will go in there.” He ate a grape; “Maria’s place doesn’t have very much room…”
“Yeah,” Liz frowned. “Well there’s also my parent’s…”
They both looked at each other. “That’s a last resort,” they decided.
“Well, that’s only a small detail, I can’t believe we’re going home!” Liz chuckled.
When they got home a couple of hours later they went straight upstairs to check on Novalee. Kyle was sitting on the rocking chair with her in his arms, she was whimpering like she had just finished crying.
“Was everything okay?” Liz asked.
“Yeah she just woke up about half an hour ago, she’s got quite a set of pipes doesn’t she?”
Max laughed and nodded, “yes, yes she does.”
Liz took Novalee from Kyle and wiped her eyes, “What’s wrong my darling? Why have you been crying huh?” She kissed her head and left the room with her.
“How was your evening?” Kyle grinned.
“Very nice thank you,” Max turned off the nursery light and they both left the room. After the café Liz and him had gone for a walk and talked about everything. They still hadn’t decided where they would stay when they got back to New York but they would find some kind of arrangement. He turned off the study light and they walked into the bedroom where Liz was lying on her back with Novalee on her chest. “Night Liz,” Kyle waved.
“Night Kyle,” Liz smiled.
“Bye,” Max closed the door after him and started unbuttoning his shirt. He got out of all of his clothing and then put on some cotton boxers and went to brush his teeth. “Babe,” he called from the bathroom.
“Yeah?” She was still lying on her back with Novalee on her chest.
“What about if I go back to New York before we leave and look for a house?” He didn’t think she’d go for that, he didn’t want that really.
“No Max, I want us both to choose our first house,” Liz yawned. “Maybe we should just stay with my parent’s? I mean it won’t be for very long right?”
“Yeah,” Max said. “I guess…”
“There’s always a hotel but it’s not very…”
“Familiar?” Max answered.
“Yeah.” Liz had her face pressed to her daughter’s warm head. “I don’t mind staying at my parent’s. I’ll right them tomorrow okay?”
Max spat out his toothpaste and washed his mouth out. “Okay,” he wiped his mouth and went over to the toilet. “Ring them and see what they say.” After he’d gone toilet he turned off the bathroom night and walked back into the bedroom. He took one looked at Liz and the baby and quickly went and got the camera from the study. They had to take as many photos of their daughter and cute moments as they could. Liz already had one full photo album in the nursery.
Liz chuckled when she saw him take a photo, “You’re as bad as me,” she said.
“I am so.”
‘So you want us to stay with you?” Liz asked. Max was sitting on the coffee table in front of her he was holding Novalee.
“Okay, I’ll talk to you later. See ya, yeah I love you to.” Liz hanged up the phone and put it down on the coffee table next to Max, “They insist we stay there and they won’t have it any other way. It would be a treat,” she smiled. “What do you think?”
Novalee was holding Max’s hand, “I think,” he said. “We have found a place to say.”
Liz studied his face; “You want to stay there right?”
“Hmm,” He nodded. “I want to go for a swim right now though. Can you take her…?”
She took Novalee from his arms and frowned at Max, “Are you okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, just tired,” he stood up and noticing she was worried beant down and pecked her lips, “I’m fine. Stop worrying.”
He went and got into something to swim in then went to the swimming pool. Liz followed him in after a few minutes. She took a seat on one of the chairs and sat Novalee up so she was leaning against her stomach in between her legs. “Darling look at your fathers muscle’s aren’t they big?” Liz chuckled at herself. Max was doing laps up and down the pool and he glided across the water so smoothly. It was like he wasn’t even straining to do it.
Novalee giggled and pointed to her father in the swimming pool with her little hand.
“Yeah darling that’s daddy,” Liz smiled.
Novalee made popping noises with her lips and bounced up and down in excitement. Liz laughed and held her up so she wouldn’t fall over. When Max stopped swimming and popped his head up over the edge of the pool, Novalee pointed and made giggling noises. She bounced up and down didn’t take her eyes off her father.
“You think maybe she wants a swim?” Liz asked.
Max nodded, “I’ll just do a couple more laps,” he smiled. While he was swimming Liz pulled off Novalee’s clothes so she was butt naked. When Max was finished she walked over to the side of the pool and leaned down to hand Novalee to him. He clutched her to his wet chest and moved back out into the water. Liz went and sat back down and watched them.
He went under the water up to her Novalee’s shoulders and she was lapping it up, she was so happy. “You like that huh little ducky?” he laughed.
Novalee touched his face with her wet little hands and giggled. Max kissed her lips and bobbed them up and down Liz was in awe!
She quickly went to get the camera.
|posted on 6-May-2002 2:36:58 AM by tyranese|
There for me, every time I've been away
Will you be there for me, thinking of me everyday
Are you my destiny, words I never dared to say
Will you be there for me? Just think of you and me, we could never tow the line
It's such a mystery just to hear you say you're mine
And while you're close to me, so close to me
Just hold me
When you're feeling cold and all the city streets are grey
Walking all alone and watching how the children play
Voices in the wind and faces from the past go dancing by
They're asking why
Will you be there for me, every time I go away
Will you be there for me, thinking of me everyday
Are you my destiny, words I never dared to say
Will you be there for me?
And while you're close to me, so close to me
Just hold me
Can you really want me more than for a little while?
What are the stories hiding there behind your smile?
Wishes in a dream and figures in a world that I could share
Will you be there for me?
Will there ever come a day when all the world can see
Things were meant to be that way
Will you be there for me?
Can you hear the people say
That you're just
There for me
There for me
There for me
Liz looked up from the clothing she was folding and noticed Max in the doorway watching her. She couldn’t stop the smile that spread across her face. Was it because he was so handsome? Or was it because he still gave her butterflies when he had that look on his face?
That look on his face meant one thing and he had been hiding it and been patient for so long but now he could not wait any longer. His eyes were glazed and he could focus on nothing else but the one thing he wanted. She had seen that look on his face many times before. Quickly getting up she grabbed the suitcase with clothing she was packing and shoved it on the floor. Max had already removed his tie by the time she got to him.
He picked her up and they made their way back to the bed as they devoured each other’s mouths and necks. He lay her down on her back and gently, not to crush her, climbed on top of her with his arms supporting him. Liz arched into him and her hands begged him to do what they both desperately wanted. All logic disappeared and the only noise they heard was their rough panting subsequent to their aching need. She was first to reach for his belt and before either of them could blink it was on the floor and the first button on his pants was undone. Max reached for her jeans and got the first three buttons undone before a baby crying stopped them. Max felt something had to stop him.
They both snapped back into reality, oh yeah they were parents now.
Sighing Max got up off of Liz and fixed his appearance, Liz did the same. He allowed himself one glance at her before he went to retrieve their crying daughter. Though her lips were puffy from his kisses and her hair was messed up, he could see the big smirk on her face.
When he was gone from the room Liz allowed herself to get up and calm her breathing. They should not loose control like that again. She turned off the CD player and continued packing their things; they were leaving in three days.
“What’s for dinner tonight?” Kyle asked as he walked into the kitchen. Max was cooking and Liz was playing with Novalee. The chef barely ever worked anymore.
Max and Liz both looked up at him. Max answered, “Stir fry.”
“Oh. Well is there enough for an extra person?” He grinned.
Liz laughed, “Oh Kyle you hilarious.” She looked at Max, “Was he this back in College? Were you this bad before me?”
“Yes and no,” Kyle answered for Max. “Max will never be as bad as me,” he looked down at the food Max was cooking. “So is there enough?” he repeated.
“Plenty,” Max answered.
Liz eyed the little blonde woman wearing a white dress and blue cardigan. Her hair was curly and her face was done up with make up, Liz could tell she had spent a long time getting ready for this date. Liz knew what that was like.
The girl was nervous and when she caught Liz staring at her she blushed and looked down at her food.
Liz turned to look at Max and he raised his eyebrows at her, she raised her eyebrows back.
“Kyle you’re a fantastic cook,” the stranger said.
Max frowned, he was a good cook?
Kyle looked at him with pleading eyes and Max hesitantly dismissed it. He patted Liz’s thigh under the table as if to get her sympathy but Liz being the teasing person she is she said; “He is isn’t he? The food is gorgeous Kyle, thank you.”
Max cleared his throat and took his hand away.
After dinner the maids came and removed the plates. Everyone thanked them but other than that did not acknowledge this presence. They had made it very clear they wanted nothing else so Max and Liz acted like they were not there most of the time.
They had dessert and then Max and Liz left the room so Kyle could be alone with his date. They went upstairs and Liz checked on Novalee, whom she’d put to sleep just before dinner. She was sleeping peacefully.
In the bedroom Max was waiting for her and she walked straight up to him and rapped her arms around his neck. He kissed her and Liz broke it, “I don’t think parent’s are allowed to slip each other the tongue,” she said.
Max shrugged, “They are just not in public.”
“Oh right,” Liz nodded and stepped closer to him. In a husky low voice she said into his ear, “Up for picking up where we left off earlier?”
Max shuddered and kissed her neck, “Are you sure your okay to?”
“I’m positive,” she let her head drift back. “Almost completely better.” Her stomach didn’t even hurt any more. She started unbuttoning his shirt and heard him say almost inaudibly, “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Well you have nothing to worry about,” she finished unbuttoning him and slid his shirt off his shoulders. “You’ve seen my stomach, it’s nearly completely healed. Just a small scar.”
Max didn’t want or need to hear anymore, he pulled her shirt over her head and lead them towards the bed.
A few lust-filled minutes later Liz was on her back butt naked, with her legs open. Max above her, his breathing rapid, slowly pushed his way inside her. It could have felt a little unfamiliar after the short period of time away from doing this but it did not. It felt like coming home after a three-month holiday and just enjoying the feeling of relaxing in familiarity. Liz’s hands found comfortable places on her husband’s body: One in his hair, clutching the back of his neck and the other in his hand to their side. Their foreheads were touching as they moved together with perpetual joy and love.
Almost in sync they felt their relief come and go. Liz groaned deep in her throat, it was such a great feeling of fullness.
Letting go…letting go… they stopped moving and when their hearts calmed down they enjoyed the feeling of their naked and slightly wet bodies touching in every place.
Minutes of silence,
Max moved off of her and lay down on his back with his hands behind his head. Liz pressed her body into his side. This was was they liked to call quiet talking time.
“Love?” Liz touched his stubby chin.
“Are you a breasts man or an ass man?” She kissed the top of his chest and inhaled his dreamy, manly, wonderful, smell.
Max moved onto his side and straightened Liz out so she was on her back looking up at him. He leaned down and kissed her lips, “I’m a both person,” he said.
“Both?” Liz asked, “How greedy of you.”
“Hmm,” Max kissed his way between her breasts and down her stomach, “You know, to tell you the truth I’m neither.”
“Then what are you?” Liz wondered.
He kissed her hip bone and traced his finger over her scar, “I’m a…” He kissed her newly grown black curls, “Are you listening?”
“Hmm,” Liz closed her eyes.
“I’m a…” he brought his mouth up to her nub, “YOU person.”
“Liz!” Nancy hugged her daughter and her granddaughter as soon as they got on the property. “Where’s Max?” she asked.
Liz handed Novalee to her mom and went to hug Jeff. “He’s just gone to get Kyle settled in his new place. He wanted to do it now so he could show him how everything works.” After they had hugged Jeff rapped his arm around his daughters waist. “He’ll be here in an hour or so,” Liz explained.
Inside the house smelled welcoming. It smelt sweetly like potato’s and onion. It usually smelt like blueberries but she must have been cooking. Liz felt like she was stepping back into her childhood; she always did when she walked into this house.
Her mother went and sat down on the couch with Novalee while Jeff brought in her suitcases. There wasn’t that many of them, most of their belongings had been sent to storage. Liz felt exhausted after such a long flight with a baby. Max had managed to close his eyes for a while but Liz had not had such a luxury. She collapsed onto the couch and closed her eyes, “What’s for dinner momma?” she asked, “It smells delicious in here.”
“Pumpkin soup and chicken with stuffing,” Nancy was wearing her plastic apron with the words ‘my home’ printed along the top and a little wooden house underneath. She was such a housewife, Liz wondered if she had it in her to be so made for the job like her mother.
“What was it like leaving that big flash house Liz?” Jeff finished bringing the bags in and came and took a seat on the couch chair to her left.
Liz opened her eyes, “Not that bad. Sure I’m going to miss having everything being done for me and having all those luxuries but I don’t need it. It was like one long holiday.” She remembered going for a quick swim by herself, sort of a last goodbye to it all. Good things like that weren’t meant to be had permanently, other wise you just take them for granted. “This is our real home here in New York,” She touched her dads knee, “We miss our family too much.”
“Oh,” Nancy smiled. “Everyone misses you too. Maria comes around here when she feels lonely, when Michael’s gone away or something,” she shook her head. “I don’t know what to think of Michael to be honest with you. What with how he treated you when you first met… Though Isabel’s lovely, I don’t know the things you told me she said would come out of her mouth.”
Liz smiled at her mother, she had obviously been thinking about this ever since she had come to stay when Novalee was born. “Isabel is nice, she was just doing what she thought was protecting her brother. Michael’s okay too but he’s just not… we don’t match. I don’t think we’ll ever be good friends.”
“Listen to you two,” Jeff shook his head, “I better get out of here before this get’s out of hand. I’ll be back in time for dinner, it’s nice to have you home Lizzie.” He kissed her forehead and patted Novalee’s back before leaving. Liz knew where he’d be going- the restaurant.
“Michael seems to be somewhat…” Nancy couldn’t find the right word.
“Apathetic?” Liz asked.
“Yeah,” Nancy nodded.
“He can be,” Liz got up from the couch. “Can you put her down to sleep somewhere? I really want to take a bath a relax.”
Nancy smiled in understanding, “Oh to be a mother again…” she chuckled. “I can put her down, yes, go relax, I know what it’s like…”
“Yes you do,” Liz smiled. As she was leaving the room Nancy asked if Kyle would be here for dinner. “I don’t know, it’s likely Max invited him but I don’t know if he’ll say yes. You better make enough food for him too.”
“Already one step ahead of you Lizzie.”
Liz grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom. Yes, would she ever be as good a mother as hers was?
When she got out of the bath a while later, she didn’t know how long, she got changed and went out into the kitchen to help her mom.
“Mom,” Liz said as she peeled potato. “Do you love dad as much as you did when you married him?”
Nancy dried her hands on the tea towel hanging off the over handle, “Why do you ask?”
“Well,” Liz bit her lip. “It’s just everywhere you go you hear stories about people trying to get life back in their marriage and how it just… well gets boring and not worth it after a certain amount of time.”
“Are you worried?” Nancy asked.
Liz sucked in a breath then quietly answered, “yes.”
“To tell you the truth, marriage does get like that but it’s getting comfortable around each other and being able to show affection in other ways then physical. Now a days as soon as the lust is gone they think the marriage is gone and they give up too easy. My and your father are soul mates just like many couples are that break up. The difference is we don’t give up when it’s seems there is no point in continuing. You just have to wait and the little things you love make it worth while, you just have to notice them. For me the little things about marriage like having your clothing in the same pile as your husbands because you share draws makes me feel good. And having comfortable silence when we are around each other.”
Liz wiped the tears in her eyes, “I have a great marriage with Max so far mom I just I’m all worried it won’t stay like this and we won’t last. I want it to last so much.”
“Oh baby,” Nancy hugged her daughter and Liz cried on her shoulder. “If you want it to last it will because you are willing to try.”
Liz sniffled, “It’s so hard with everything we hear about marriage. I was reading this book…”
“This is some books fault?” Nancy snorted.
Liz smiled, “Well no not completely. It was a good book I just didn’t get past the depressing beginning bits because Maria made me stop reading it. Over fifty percent of marriages end,” Liz stopped smiling.
“I know,” Nancy sighed. “But there is still another forty or so percent that lasts baby.”
Liz let go off her mom and wiped her eyes, “What makes me and Max different though… why should we last and not so many others…?”
“Your not different,” Nancy took the chicken out of the oven. “But you can try to be and you can succeed.”
Max came home about an hour later, without Kyle. He greeted Nancy with a quick hug and shook Jeff’s hand politely.
“Does Kyle like the apartment?” Liz came out of the kitchen holding a glass of water.
“Yes,” Max smiled. “He was very happy with the apartment.”
They sat down to dinner and Nancy asked why Kyle didn’t come around for dinner. “He didn’t want to have the long drive back tonight,” Max sipped his drink, “And he wanted to get unpacked.”
After they were finished Liz and Nancy did the dishes while Max and Jeff watched basketball on the TV. Novalee woke up at seven-thirty and Liz went and got her and gave her a bath and got her dressed. Max held her while he drank a beer and talked with Jeff. Liz was surprised he was drinking after his self-proclaimed health fad.
“Where are you looking at buying a house?” Jeff asked.
Max thought for a second, “Somewhere in between here and the city. So we are away from all the noise but also close enough to get there everyday.”
“A lot of people want that when they have a family,” Jeff kept looking at Novalee and finally Max asked if he would like to hold her. Jeff hesitantly said yes and let the little girl huddle on his chest.
“You know she’s not a very loud baby,” Nancy said walking past.
“Good,” Jeff mumbled. “We might get some sleep.”
“When Liz was born she cried her eyes out when ever someone other then me or Jeff held her,” Nancy picked up the laundry. Liz leaned against the doorway in the kitchen with a smile on her face.
“Do you know what kind of a child you were Max?” Nancy chuckled.
Max grinned, “I imagine I was a very good child.”
“That must be where Novalee gets it from,” Jeff said, “Certainly not Liz.”
“Jeff!” Nancy said, “Hold the baby properly would you? She’s not a doll!” She walked over to Liz and Liz took the laundry basket from her.
“Why would I hold a doll?” Jeff asked.
Max and Liz glanced at each other before Liz left the room.
Jeff sipped his coffee, “That’s a nice suit Max,” he quietly said.
“Dad. All of Max’s suits are nice,” Liz said. Max was holding Novalee.
Max thanked Jeff.
Liz walked into the kitchen, “Mom I want to take Novalee for a walk, do you have anything I can push her in?”
“You don’t have a pram?” Nancy asked. “At the back of your closet there’s your child hood doll pram.”
“I am not pushing my daughter in a doll pram,” Liz poured herself some water from the refrigerator and grabbed a banana off the bench. “What are you making?” She looked over her moms shoulders, “Pancakes! Why are you doing that?”
“What’s wrong?” Nancy asked.
“Don’t go to too much trouble, we don’t need them,” Liz sipped her water, “You’re not feeding an army.”
“Well I thought you could take them cold for lunch,” Nancy explained, “Are you going into the city today?”
“Yes,” Liz answered.
“Well you can take these to eat,” Nancy got out some Tupperware.
Liz rolled her eyes, “Okay just don’t do extra then you usually do. I don’t want you having to get stressed out.”
“I’m not going to get stressed out. I’m just taking care of you while you’re here! You may as well be treated well and be helped while you can. It’s very hard being a first time mother- I should know.”
Everyone says that, thought Liz, but I’ve had no time to find out because everyone’s doing everything for me.
Nancy got out a little jar, “Do you want golden syrup in here?”
Liz groaned and left the room, “Stop fussing!” she called.
Nancy called back: “Just thank me would you?”
“Are you two going house shopping today?” Jeff asked Max.
“No I have to go into work for a while today,” he answered.
Liz sat down on the touch and picked up the paper, “Love can you come and look at houses with me please?” She leaned over the arm on the couch and picked up the pen on the side table. Max came and sat down with Novalee in his arms, “We need to leave soon,” he reminded her.
“Hmm,” Liz opened the paper and they both sorted through the ones available and circled the ones they wanted to see. Of course money wasn’t an option. “I’ll ring the real-estate and ask for appointments,” Liz volunteered.
Max nodded, “Okay.” He studied her face and Novalee reached up and out her hand over his mouth. Liz wasn’t in that good a mood today, she had been up at 2:30 with Novalee and was very tired. “Maybe you should stay here and try to get some sleep today.”
“No I can’t there’s too much to be done today. I’ll be okay,” She closed her eyes for a little while.
Jeff left for work in the restaurant company car and left the other car for Max and Lizto drive to the city with.
“We haven’t get a car seat,” Liz frowned. “We need to get one.”
“Yes we do,” Max agreed. Nancy handed him a stripy bag with food in it. He frowned but thanked her anyway.
“Why don’t you come with us mom? I could use the help and the company,” Liz pulled on her coat.
“Oh..” Nancy thought for a second, ‘I don’t know.”
“Please come,” Liz put her hat on then took Novalee from Max.
“Okay then but I really shouldn’t be,” Nancy went and grabbed her handbag.
Authors note: Thank you for all the feedback, it's wonderful. I wrote this quickly so I could post it quickly... I'm trying to post each part quicker
[ edited 1 time(s), last at 6-May-2002 5:18:46 AM ]
|posted on 7-May-2002 1:30:13 AM by tyranese|
|Page ten! I have to bump my own fic lol. Just a quick warning: This story is nearing it's conclusion, theres a few parts left just not that many. Oh won't it be sad when it ends! I'm in the process of writing a new fic, I only have an idea but I haven't got it down in words yet.|
|posted on 10-May-2002 5:18:30 PM by tyranese|
|heyhey! Here's your new part I hope you like it!|
“Hmm,” Liz closed her eyes, “What are you doing?” she asked in a hoarse voice.
“I’m helping you with the dishes,” Max kissed the back of her neck. He was standing behind her in front of the sink with his hands in the sudsy water. He was stroking and massaging her fingers and palms.
“You’re not doing a very good job,” Liz mumbled.
“Oh… what a shame,” his hard and muscled body was pressed into her back.
“You’re not a very good helper at all I’m afraid,” She said, but she did not take her hands away, and as Max felt her body ease, he realized how tired she really was. He rubbed intently between her fingers, getting fixated and inflamed by her tiny little curved body against his. The knowledge that it was all his aroused him even more. “I think the dishes are going to be very clean,” he said. In the warm, soapy water, Max stroked Liz’s fingers one by one, from the first knuckle down to the finger tip, and with his thumbs circled the palms of her slippery hands, while Liz stood, barely breathing through her parted lips, her eyes glazed over.
The fire raged in Max’s stomach.
“Liz,” he said quietly, “You’re so beautiful. And,” he added, “Very enti--”
“Liz I want to help with the dishes…” Nancy walked in. Max pulled his hands out of the water and stepped away from Liz.
Liz smiled, “Okay mom you can dry them if you really want to.” Max dried his hands on the tea towel and pecked Liz’s cheek before leaving the room.
“Night mom, dad,” Liz called.
“Night!” her parent’s descended into the bedroom and closed the door after them. Max and Liz sat comfortably on the couch, Liz had her head resting on Max’s chest and he had his body stretched out comfortably with his legs practically taking up half of the little area in front of the fire place. His arms were draped over the back of the couchand his hand was on her shoulder. They both had their eyes closed and were very tired. “We should go to bed,” Max said.
“Hmm,” Liz agreed.
Neither of them moved.
“I can’t move my body,” Liz sucked in a breath. “I’m so tired.”
“Yes and you will get a good night’s sleep tonight,” Max moved his hand to stroke her hair.
They didn’t speak; it was only ten past ten.
“Novalee will wake up as soon as I fall asleep,” Liz said quietly.
“I’ll take care of her,” Max’s body begged for sleep but he had responsibilities and a daughter look after.
Liz sucked in a breath and opened her mouth to say something but hesitated. Max didn’t even need to open his eyes to know she wanted something from him, “Do you have a question for me, babe?”
She sucked in a breath, “Max do you ever… think about divorce?”
Max opened one eye, “What?”
“No not like that… it’s just do you ever worry we’ll end up just like most relationships do?” she sighed.
“No I don’t,” he answered honestly, “We’ll last forever, there is no doubt in my mind.”
Liz smiled, “Really?”
Max closed his eye again, “Of course. When I look at you I know you’re the one I’m supposed to be with. I love you with all my heart and nothing will change that, not even time.”
Liz kissed his cheek, “Thank you.”
“Your welcome,” Max couldn’t help but grin.
Liz slowly sat up and got up off the couch, “Come on,” she reached over and took his hand in hers, “We might be able to get some sleep before she wakes up again.”
They walked down to their bedroom, took off their clothing and climbed into bed. They were asleep very quickly; Novalee woke them up an hour and a half later just after eleven forty.
“Go back to sleep,” Max kissed Liz and rolled out of the bed. He felt like he’d had no sleep at all.
“This is nice,” Liz looked around the large master bedroom.
“It is,” Max agreed. Novalee was asleep in his arms.
They were in a two story house with four bedrooms and a back yard and a garage, this was the second house they had looked at today. They had two more to look at that afternoon.
The master bedroom was upstairs and was cream colored with light blue curtains. There was a big closet but no little private bathroom and spa bath. They could deal with that.
The other rooms were much like this one except the walls were painted different colors. One was green; one was blue and the other one white. They were all quite big rooms. Only one of them was downstairs.
The steps were wooden and went up at the end of the hallway downstairs.
The kitchen was square with a bench going right around it and a breakfast bar. The dinning room came off the kitchen and had a big window at the head of the table, looking over the back yard. The lounge had French doors leading out to the stony driveway and front of the house. There was a brick fireplace with a mantel place in the lounge too.
“I can see us living here,” Liz whispered.
“Me too,” Max whispered back. “This is the one,” he added.
Liz nodded, “I don’t need to see any more,” she smiled, “But why would we need four bedrooms We’ll only use two.”
“One for the study and one for a guest room,” Max explained.
“Who’s going to stay with us?” Liz wondered.
“I don’t know somebody might,” Max shrugged. He didn’t like people staying with them so he didn’t know what he was talking about.
“Oh, Isabel,” Liz said. “Isabel when ever she comes to New York might want to stay with us.” She looked at the little piece of paper with the house on it.
Soon the real estate agent caught up with them, “So what do you think?” she asked.
“Have their been any other offers on the house?” Liz asked.
“Yes there has been but they haven’t confirmed they want it yet, they think it’s a little past their budget. They’ll be letting me know in two days if they’ll take it or not. The owners have moved out as you can see and they want the highest offer they can get,” she explained. “They brought it not so long ago and brought everything up to date. Don’t you think they’ve done a wonderful job?”
“Yes,” Max answered.
“Do you… want the house?” She asked.
“We want it, yes,” Max answered.
The lady smiled, “Well basically you’ll have to want to see if the other couple want it first and if they do offer more money.”
Max and Liz glanced at each other, as if making sure they were certain this was the one. “Will you call us when you find out if they want it or not?” Liz asked.
“I most certainly will. To tell you the truth I doubt they will take it… that’s why we are still showing it to people. You have a very good chance,” She wroke down their names for this house and then asked, “Do you still want to see the other houses first.”
“Yes please,” Liz answered. They better make sure there was nothing else available.
The house was perfect for them though, they doubted they could find one better. It was nice enough for business get togethers but small enough to be comfortable in.
“Maria I’m going to put Novalee down on your bed okay?”
“Why not on your old bed?” She asked.
“Your rooms further away from the noise,” Liz explained. She went and breast fed Novalee and then put her down to sleep. When she came out Maria had set up the table for dinner. Max was in the bathroom.
“I have news,” Maria said coming up to Liz.
“You do?” Liz smiled, “What?” she asked
“Michael asked me to move in with him,” Maria answered.
“Really?” Liz asked, “Oh my gosh that is so great. You’re going to do it aren’t you?”
“I’m thinking about it,” Maria raised her eye brows.
Liz frowned, “Why? Don’t tell me your worrying again,” Liz sat down at the table.
“I am worrying just not about the same thing,” Maria sat down across from her. “Most couple that get together and then move in together usually break up,” she explained.
Liz chuckled, “You know we both have the same problem! We read woman’s magazines and listen to information that not necessarily applies to us. I have been so worried about everyone else’s divorces it’s been making me feel uneasy about my own marriage when I have nothing to worry about.” As Liz said it she started to feel a lot better about her situation, it was like she was convincing herself as well, “Maria I don’t know if anything will happen if you move in with him but what’s going to happen if you don’t?”
“He will think I don’t want him anymore?” Maria suspected.
“Yeah,” Liz nodded, “Stop thinking about statistics (And I will too) and just see what happens.”
Maria sucked in a breath and looked down at the table. “Okay,” she said. They both smelt the burning at the same time but Maria jumped up first, “The food!” she cried. She ran into the kitchen, “Oh shit!” she exclaimed.
When Max came back he sat down next to Liz and she looked at him with big eyes, “Darling?” she asked, “Do you think you could talk to Michael?”
Max bit his lip, “About…” he had a vague idea what.
“About Maria! Can you make sure he has good intentions for her… like a proposal?” Liz chuckled. “Not making him or anything, just ask if he has any plans to ever go down that road. You know how I told you Maria was worried their relationship wasn’t going anywhere?”
Max nodded, “Liz…”
“I know, I shouldn’t but in but I just want to know that when I’m telling her everything will work out that it will,” she put her hand on his thigh. “Please? Just a little friendly question?” she gave him big puppy dog pleading eyes. “I’ll love you forever,” she smiled.
“What? You better anyway. I’ll mention it to him but that’s all,” he reached over and grabbed a beer off the table.
“I thought you’d given up alcohol?” She leaned into him and gave him a kiss on the lips.
“Oh you know…” Max grinned pulling her in for another kiss, “Everything but alcohol.”
Liz rolled her eyes, “Oh right.”
Maria came out of the kitchen with a burnt meal. “I’m sorry,” she frowned, “I had this great meal planned…”
“Hi,” Michael walked in and pulled off his coat. “Ohhhhhh what happened?”
“I burnt dinner,” Maria was obviously upset by this.
“I’ll order a pizza, don’t worry about it,” Michael pulled his cell phone out of his pocket.
Maria grumbled sorry and went back into the kitchen; she came back with a bowel of potato chips.
“Maria,” Liz smiled, “Pizza is good! Don’t worry! We’ll have a nice meal some other time.”
She just shrugged and sat down on her chair. “Chips?” she sniffled.
Liz got up from her chair and went and hugged her friend, “Tomorrow, what about tomorrow you make us dinner again?”
“Are you kidding?” Maria asked, “Do you know how long it took me to get this ready? I am not doing it again for a long time.”
“Oh,” Liz kissed her cheek; “Well that’s fine too.”
Maria ate a potato chip and so did Liz, “This is good,” Liz said. “Nice and fatty… I haven’t eaten fatty in a while… Max won’t let me.”
He cleared his throat, “I’m in the room and I still don’t want you to.”
“Oh well,” Liz shrugged and picked up another chip. “You’re having beer I’ll have fat.”
“Where’s the little one?” Michael put away his cell phone and came and sat down.
“Sleeping,” Max sipped his beer.
The pizza arrived and they all ate it happily, constantly reminding Maria that this was fine.
“Liz,” Maria dabbed her pizza with a napkin, “Do you know who Max lost his virginity to?”
“Yes,” Liz nodded, “Tania Gray, sixteen year old.”
Maria laughed, “Oh that is so cute. I suppose Max knows who you lost yours to?”
“Troy Reynolds!” Max and Maria both said in unison. “Age seventeen,” Max added.
Liz laughed, “Oh that is just wonderful.”
“First kiss…?” Michael asked.
“Sam… I can’t remember his last name, age twelve,” Max bit into his pizza.
Liz leaned into him, “and yours was Pamela age twelve too,” they stared into each other’s eyes for a moment.
“Hey when do you hear from the real estate agent about that house?” Michael asked.
“Tomorrow,” Max answered.
“What if they the other couple take it? Are you gonna offer more?”
“No,” Liz said. “It’s not fair on them, they obviously want it as much as us if they spend more then they have on it and for us to go do that to them isn’t very nice. We’re only going to take it if they don’t want it.”
“Let’s hope they don’t take it,” Maria opened a beer.
“It’s a stunning house… it’s perfect,” Liz rested her head in her hands. “I really hope we can have it… AND since the owners have moved out the people who buy it can move in after a week.”
“It was made for you guys wasn’t it?” Michael said.
“It seems that way doesn’t it?”
They ended up leaving at eleven that night, Max put Novalee into her brand new car seat and she continued to sleep but not as peacefully. “We’ll see you later,” Liz hoped in the passenger seat and put on her seat belt, “Maria I’ll ring you and let you know what the real-estate agent says okay?”
“Yeah cool,” Maria folded her arms over herself.
Max closed the passengers door where liz sat and went around and hopped into the drivers seat. “Bye,” He waved.
“Bye Max, Bye Liz! bye Novalee,” Michael chuckled.
Liz waved goodbye and once they were gone Michael and Maria went back inside. Maria put all the dishes away and then went into the bedroom where Michael was waiting, “Michael,” she said quietly.
“Hmm?” he ran his hand through his hair.
“I want to move in with you,” a small smile crept across her face. “It’ll be good…”
He smiled back at her, “I’m glad.”
Novalee woke up ten minutes into the drive home and Liz pulled the headrest off of her chair and put it down on the ground so she could reach her daughter. “Hey darling,” she smiled, “Did you have a good sleep huh?”
Novalee made a gurgle noise.
“She’s so pretty,” Liz reached over and brushed her daughters hair to the side.
“Hmm,” Max agreed.
Liz turned around and put the radio on so music filled the car, “I am colorblind, coffee black and egg white…”
Novalee let out a loud laugh noise and Liz raised her eyes brows at Max and then turned back to face her tiny daughter who’s face adorably showed her amusement. “Looks like she loves water and music,” Max commented.
“Looks like it,” Liz chuckled.
Liz turned back to face the front and put her hand on top of Max’s on the gear stick. He glanced at her quickly, “Is something wrong?” he asked.
Liz shook her head, “no,” she whispered, “everything is wonderful.”
The next day when Max was at work and Liz and her mother were at home with Novalee and doing motherly things the real estate called.
“The house is yours if you want it, the other couple turned us down,” the lady said.
“Oh that’s wonderful!” Liz cried. “We want it, consider it sold.”
The real estate lady chuckled, “Wonderful.”
When Liz was finished talking about details and finalizing everything she hung up and ran to see her mom who sat with Novalee outside. “We got it!” she cried. “The house, it ours.”
“Oh that’s wonderful Liz! I’m so happy for you,” Nancy smiled.
“We have to go and fill in paper work and everything but other wise it’s sold and it’s ours,” Liz was so happy. “I have to go ring Max!” She practically skipped back inside to the phone.
|posted on 16-May-2002 4:06:43 AM by tyranese|
Liz watched the removal men bring all their things into their new home and realized they did not have any furniture. “Max,” she went and found him in the kitchen with Novalee, “We don’t have any furniture.”
The furniture from Max’s apartment was still there but Kyle was using that and Liz only had a few chests of draws and some stuff at Maria’s house but Maria was using that. The furniture from the house in Thailand was part of the house, and since that house was owned by the Thailand government and was used for visiting businessmen like Max, it had to stay there.
“I know,” Max turned around to face her. “We’ll have to get some won’t we?”
“We don’t even have a bed unless we get my one from Maria’s house,” Liz folded her arms over herself.
“What’s the point in having tons of money if we can’t spend it all on new furniture to go with our beautiful new home?” he smiled.
“I’m surprised we still have tons of money after everything we spend on flights…” she lead them back into the lounge where the men were leaving all their boxes. “We have nursery furniture and that’s it.”
“Hmm,” Max mumbled. He was surprisingly relaxed about the situation.
“Let’s ask mom to look after Novalee and go…”
“Go shop,” Max nodded. “Okay.”
Nancy gladly took Novalee and Max and Liz went to a shopping center not very far away. They held hands as they walked into the furniture store and looked around. “That house is going to need a lot of furniture to fill it,” Max quietly said.
“It is, yes,” Liz looked up at him, “Maybe we shouldn’t buy all brand new furniture.”
“Why not?” Max shrugged, “We aren’t going to get poor and if we do we can pawn all our expensive furniture,” he grinned. Liz rolled her eyes, “I just… It’s weird to be able to just buy to our hearts content.”
“We are buying things we need so it’s okay,” he rubbed her knuckles with his fingers. “Do you think we should get a proper computer or a lap top…?”
Liz sucked in a breath, “let’s focus on the most important things first, like a dinning room table…”
They decided to sleep at Liz’s parent’s house that night because they didn’t have anything to sleep on at the house. The next day Max dragged Liz and Novalee into the city for no reason.
“Why couldn’t I go home and unpack?” Liz whined.
“Because I want you here,” Max grinned.
Liz frowned, “I have to spend the whole day in the city because… you want me here? Are you kidding?” she crossed her arms over herself, “What’s going on?”
Max sighed, “It’s a surprise.”
Liz’s eyes widened, “Oh what is it?”
“You’ll have to wait and see,” Max bit his lip, “Tomorrow night.”
“Tomorrow night?” Liz gasped. “Argh!”
She went to the coffee shop; she hadn’t been there in ages. It was around one in the afternoon so it wasn’t very busy. There was two girls sitting at one of the tables near the door and one of the employees wiping the other tables. No one was at the counter.
Liz wandered out back and found Nikkei doing the dishes.
“Oh no!” she cried holding Novalee on her hipbone. “They have you doing dishes! You’re joking! Poor you.”
“Liz!” Nikkei came over and hugged her. “When did you get back?”
“Nearly three weeks ago didn’t Sam or Maria tell you?” Liz tucked her hair behind her ears. “Unbelievable are these people good for nothing or what?”
“I can’t believe they have you doing dishes that’s just wrong. I’ll have to talk to Maria about that,” Liz shook her head.
Nikkei chuckled, “Is his Novalee? She’s very pretty.”
“Why thank you,” Liz grinned. “You’ll have to ignore the little bit of hard boogie under her nose… I’ve wiped it like a thousand times today…”
“Oh you can hardly notice it!” she smiled.
“Liar,” Liz said. “Is Maria in the office?”
“Yes she is,” Nikkei nodded.
“Thank you. You look really good by the way… your just getting more stunning with age aren’t you?” Liz touched her head then walked into the office, “Hey Maria.”
“Do I have to have my eyes closed?” Liz sucked in a breath, “I feel like I’m going to trip over something.”
“You’re fine! Just a couple more steps,” Max opened the door to their home and Liz walked in.
“Can I open my eyes now?”
Max looked around; “You can open your eyes now.”
Liz opened her eyes, “Oh my… god,” the house was completely finished. There was beautiful furniture and paintings and pictures….
“I got a designer to come in with a group of people and get it done. I told her what you liked from the furniture store and she just kind of took it from there. I hadn’t seen it until now… it’s incredible huh?” Max walked into the lounge with Novalee in his arms. “Wow,” he muttered.
“Incredible sounds like an understatement!” Liz cried. “Oh my god Max…”
The whole house had been done up and styled by a professional designer. The house looked even more stunning with furniture… most of the windows had Roman blinds put in and the wooden kitchen and bathroom floors had been re-polished.
“This was all done in two days?” Liz gasped. “This is just… I can’t believe this!”
Max chuckled, “I had no idea she’d do such a great job.”
On the mantle it even had photos, two of their wedding, one of their friends and a couple of Novalee. In their bedroom was a big bed and their separate chest of draws. She’d chosen a light red to color the room… the curtains were red and their bedspread was a pinkish red. On one of the bedside tables was a glass vase with white flowers in it. There was a painting above their bed that was light blue and pink…
The designer had chosen the blue bedroom for the nursery and the white room was chosen for the guest bedroom. The guest bedroom had lavender curtains and a bed with a beautiful silver headboard. Max’s office was down stairs.
“I can’t believe we live here… this is our home!” Liz was having a hard time adjusting. “Sure your apartment was beautiful and the house in Thailand was beautiful but…”
“This is ours,” he rapped one of his arms around her and held Novalee with the other. “I know what you mean,” he said. It was an awesome feeling of such completion, of course it was nothing like what it was like when Novalee was born but still… this was their first real home together. And it was stunning.
Liz leaned up and kissed Max on the lips, “Thank you Max, you have no idea what it means to have this with you…”
“I do know,” he smiled, “And don’t thank me.”
Liz let out a little giggle and collapsed onto the couch in the lounge, “This is so incredible.”
“What do you think little ducky?” Max kissed his daughters cheek; “You like your new home?”
She blew a bubble out of her mouth.
“And look!” Liz said, “Look out our mantel, it’s so cute don’t you think?”
Maria laughed, “Liz I’ve seen it hundreds of times now, I have to go home it’s late.”
“Oh! Oh! We have a guest room you can sleep there if you want,” Liz beamed with pride.
“I want to go home Liz!” Maria yawned, “Your house is incredible and lovely and though I’ve seen everything room a hundred times tonight it still shocks me, can I go home now?”
Liz sighed, “Okay, okay just come at look at our wonderful kitchen again.”
Maria sighed and tiredly followed Liz into the kitchen. When they were done in there Maria grabbed her coat and pulled it on, "I will see you tomorrow, bye!” She hurried out the door before Liz could drag her around the house again.
When Liz walked back into the lounge Max was sitting on the couch with his head back and his eyes closed. She went and sat next to him, “Your awake?” she asked.
“I’m awake, are you ready to go to bed yet?” he had been waiting for her to go to bed for half an hour.
“Yes, I’m ready to go to bed now,” she stood up and grabbed his hands, “Come on lovely.”
Max got up slowly and they went upstairs to their room. When Max was brushing his teeth Liz quickly went into Novalee’s room to check on her. She was sleeping with her little hands clasped against her blanket, Liz leaned down and kissed her lips, “I love you my little darling,” she whispered. Before leaving the room she brushed her hair to the side and put a little teddy next to her.
Max was sitting in bed with the lamp on the night stand on when she came in she walked straight into their tiny on suit and she heard Max say:
“Liz!” he sounded exasperated, “What are you going to go cook a three course meal now? Come to bed would you!”
“I’m just brushing my teeth sweetheart, give me two minutes,” she smiled to herself.
“I gave you forty minutes and now I am fed up,” Max muttered.
Liz turned off the light and came over to the bed, “I’m sorry, I’m just wide awake. What do you want from me?” she pulled off her grey baggy pants and her jersey and put them down neatly on the floor then hopped into bed. “I love this house Max, I love it so much…” he kissed her.
“I’m glad,” he said.
Liz broke the kiss and grinned at him, “Oh so that’s why you wanted me to come to bed so anxiously huh?”
Max didn’t say anything.
“Why didn’t you just say so…?” she lay down on her back and tugged on him to come and lie on top of her.
“I tried to you were preoccupied,” he pulled her tank top over her head and lay gently on top of her, supporting himself with his arms. Liz kissed his lips slowly and gently, “how badly do you need me?” she asked quietly.
Max moaned deep in his throat, “We haven’t made love since Thailand, how badly do you think I need to be in you?”
Liz looked up into his eyes and he looked straight back. “We had our daughter sleeping in the same room as us and we were in my parent’s house,” she said. Max moved and Liz felt his arousal on her thigh, she giggled, “Your already naked?” she asked, “Wow you must really…”
“Hmm,” he pressed his face into her neck and kissed a trail down her chest.
Liz shifted beneath him and reached up to peel the blankets away from their bodies. When she couldn’t reach anymore Max grabbed them and shoved them down to their ankles. Liz nibbled on his ear, “You know what I really love…?” she reached down and took hold of him,
“What do you really love?” Max’s eyes flared.
Liz opened her mouth to answer but froze.
“What’s wrong?” Max asked concerned.
“Shh,” Liz whispered. They both listened and quickly heard Novalee whimpering.
Max groaned and rolled off Liz onto his back, “I am going to die,” he said. Liz sat up and grabbed her tank top off the floor; “Max I’m sorry… I promise…” she trailed off.
He looked up at her and with a forced smile said, “Go take care of our daughter babe.”
She bit her lip, “Wait okay?” she said. She got up off the bed and walked over to the door, once she was gone Max turned off the bedside lamp and rolled onto his stomach, he fell asleep eventually.
Liz came back a long time later after attending to their daughters needs. She climbed into bed and rested her head on Max’s muscled back, he moved his arm so it was at his side and she rapped her arms around it. “My poor horny husband,” she mumbled before drifting off.
Max woke up at around four-forty in the morning because he heard Liz close the bedroom door. He rubbed his eyes and rolled onto his back, “Liz,” he groaned.
She came back over to the bed, “You slept right through her crying,” she said. “You are a good sleeper…”
“I’m a good sleeper? Then why did I wake now?” he turned his head to look at her and noticed her rave hair all over her shoulders and her flushed cheeks. He swallowed and asked: “Why are you always so stunning… even at this time of the morning?” He lifted his hand out of the blanket and motioned for her to come to him. She crawled over and lay down next to him, “Thank you…” she said.
He pressed his face to her forehead and sucked in a breath, “I love my life,” he whispered.
Liz closed her eyes, “You have no idea how glad that makes me feel to hear you say that.”
Max grinned and rubbed his nose, “Ah I think I do,” he said adorably. He tickled her sides and nibbled on her neck playfully. Liz squeaked and moved away from him, “No tickling me is against the law,” she jumped on him and pushed his hands behind his head. He wasn’t even trying to defend himself.
Liz sat on his chest, “Stop looking at me like that! Stop it!” she let go of his hands and put hers over his eyes, “I hate you! stop it, stop enjoying this.”
“I can’t, it’s just to good,” he put his hands on her hips and emitted a small moan. Liz rolled her eyes, “Jeez there is no way to punish a guy they just get turned on by everything woman do! You can hand cuff them they’ll get turned on, you can hit them and they’ll find it cute…”
“Wait a minute hand cuff?” Max laughed.
“Yes,” Liz leaned down and kissed his lips, “handcuff.”
Max sucked in a breath and Liz stared down into his eyes, “You have morning breath,” she whispered.
“I do?” he grinned, “Well so do you.”
“I’m glad, all the more to torture you with,” she said.
Max flipped them over and reached for her underwear, “I’m sorry but you were just asking for it…”
“It took you long enough,” she smiled.
Max sat up so he could take the little amount of clothing she was wearing off of her. “Our daughter isn’t going to wake up anytime soon is she?” he asked.
“Nope,” Liz blushed, she always felt embarrassed when Max was eyeing her body like he was, “But I might fall asleep soon so you better hurry…”
“That won’t be hard,” Max pulled the blankets away and pushed her legs open.
“You must be determined,” she laughed. He pushed his way into her and leaned over to kiss her lips, “I am,” he breathed.
Liz opened her mouth to say something but instead she moaned and motioned for him to move like that again. It didn’t take very long for Max to release but Liz did not at all and Max hated that. He hated it when he was first to let alone the only one…
He spent the next few minutes making sure Liz was thoroughly relieved… more then once.
Afterwards Liz rolled onto her stomach all flustered and tired, “That should satisfy your needs for at least another week right?” she teased.
Max pulled the blanket back over their sweaty bodies, “Yes, right,” his brow crinkled. He rapped his arms around her tiny bare body and kissed her shoulder, “Liz?” he asked.
“Hmm?” she sucked in a breath.
“Are you still,” he said, “wanting…?” he added quietly.
Liz let out a laugh, “You’re so funny,” she said turning to look at him, “What are you talking about? Wanting, honestly”
“Well, you just don’t seem to need anything anymore, like I am the only one who…” Liz cut him off.
“Max I’m just a lot more tired now, I am up twenty hours a day looking after our daughter… it doesn’t make me want less it just makes me to tired to do anything about it,” she chuckled at herself.
Max swallowed and looked down at the sheets.
“Darling,” she kissed his lips, “I’m sorry if you’re not…”
“No, this has nothing to do with me I was just…”
“Worried about me?” she grinned, “We’re parent’s, expect there to be less making love… that just means we can look forward to it more and appreciate it more when it happens,” she said.
Max swallowed, “I already appreciate it enough,” he explained.
Liz bit her lip, “Oh,” she muttered.
“Okay don’t worry, I was just thinking about you and just worried you weren’t interested anymore. Now that I know you aren’t…” he nibbled on her neck.
“I am definitely not,” she slipped her thigh up between his legs.
“I love you,” Max whispered.
Liz smiled, “I love you more,” she said.
“You have proof of this?” he asked.
Liz lay on the couch with Novalee on her chest. She was completely and utterly and unbearably tired, if she did not get sleep soon she would pass out and no one would be there to look after her daughter. She could ring her mom and ask her to look after Novalee for a few hours but she didn’t want her mom to think she couldn’t handle her responsibilities.
Liz’s eyes were heavy and her body felt like a dead weight… what to do? She needed to change Novalee’s nappy and dinner needed cooking.
Where would the strength come from?
She could order out but what about tomorrow night and the night after that and the night after that? Would she want to order out then too? Max didn’t like brought food he wanted vegetables and healthy food… food that took a while to prepare. He would be home in an hour or so, maybe he could cook something then and she could sleep?
No. Max worked all day too and he needed a break too. She needed to make the energy some how, she had to become immune.
A frustrated tear dripped down her cheek, she thought she could handle this but maybe she couldn’t?
If she told Max he would hire a maid in a second but Liz didn’t want to rely on someone else.
Liz opened her eyes and look down at her little daughter playing with her hair, she could do this it was just one bad day and she hadn’t gotten much sleep last night…
That brought a smile to her face because part of her reason for not sleeping was because…
The telephone started to ring and Liz tiredly sat up and reached for the portable one on the coffee table. She grabbed it and leaned back, still holding Novalee, “Hello?” she yawned.
“Liz?” Max answered. It brought relief to hear him talk.
“Hmm hi,” she rubbed her hand up and down her daughters back.
“Are you okay? You sound tired,” his voice was so soothing.
“I am very tired,” Liz smiled, “You kept me up all night remember? I feel like I’m going to pass out, when are you going to be home?”
“Actually I rang to say I would be late and that you don’t have to cook for me because I’ll be late, I’m sorry… If I’d known…”
Liz closed her eyes, “No it’s okay…” she sighed.
“I’ll be home around eight-thirty or nine,”
It was only ten past five now. “Okay I guess I’ll see you then,”
“Liz try and ring your mom and ask if she can help with Novalee for a little while so you can sleep, she probably won’t mind, she is continuously offering to help out,” Max was clearly worried by his voice.
“I don’t want to bother her Max…”
“Just call her please,” he paused, “I have to go, I love you.”
“See ya,” Liz hanged up and contemplated calling her mother… after a few minutes she decided she wouldn’t. Novalee would fall eventually and she could get some sleep then, she would just have to hold out until that time…
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|posted on 21-May-2002 9:26:41 PM by tyranese|
Just for those people who don't know and may want to... I have a new story on this board and it is called let me fall. here's the link: viewthread?forum=dreamer-fanfiction&id=137846
I'll have a new part on beautiful daughter soon... it may be the conclusion I haven't decided if it is good enough yet
|posted on 23-May-2002 6:45:38 PM by tyranese|
|I know I should be shot! But here it is and I apologise.. I kind of have been carried away with my other story!!|
Next parts the conclusion, I hope you like it!
Liz had the occasional bad day but over all she was finally getting the hang of doing all the jobs that needed to be done while looking after Novalee. She just learned to work around her daughter and when she was sleeping Liz found time to rest. At first she was getting really tired around four to six but now she was eating all the right foods thanks to Max and she was resting enough and making I through the day. Although it may be to soon to tell if she would be okay with she had decided she wanted to get pregnant again. She wanted to have most of their children before she turned thirty and she had only a few years to do that.
One night when Novalee was asleep and she and Max were just finishing watching television she stood up and quietly said, “Max, babe.”
He stood up and turned off the TV; “Yes?” he looked at her.
She rapped her arms around his waist and put her forehead on his chest, “Do you think maybe… we could,” she sucked in a breath, “have another child?”
Max closed his eyes, “Liz I…”
“I know you want more children and so do I and I think I’m ready to get pregnant again, if your going to say no just because your afraid the birth won’t be perfect…”
“Stop,” he stepped away from her, “Liz I don’t want to take the risk it was so close last time, I nearly lost both you and Novalee, maybe we should leave things the way they are,” he ran his hand through his hair.
“For gods sake,” Liz muttered under her breath, “Max it’s not going to happen again and I personally want to take the risk! You are not going to stop us from having more children just because there was a little hiccup the last time. Please don’t do this.”
“You are honestly telling me you are going to deprive us of any more children?” Liz put her hands over her heart, “that isn’t fair.”
“It’s not fair that I don’t want anything to happen to you? Oh how indecent of me,” Max said.
“I don’t even know how long it would take us to get pregnant again, we haven’t used any protection since the gave birth to Novalee and I haven’t gotten pregnant yet,” tears filled her eyes. “I can’t be having this argument with you, you wanted a family and I do to and now you’ve just gone and change your mind…”
“I still want more children I am just worried!” Max said.
Liz walked up to him with tears spilling down her cheeks and let out a little sob, “I want another child Max, don’t you want another chance to be there when I give birth?”
Max wiped her eyes, “Of course I do,” he whispered.
“Then let’s take the tiny little risk…” she said.
He rapped his arms around her, “what if something happens?” he asked.
“Nothing will…” she pressed her face into his chest and rapped his arms around his waist, “just to make you feel better we’ll get one of the best mid wives in New York.”
Max was silent while he thought about it and finally after nearly ten minutes said, “okay.”
Max bounced the ball in his hands to Michael, “what’s up with you and Maria?” he asked.
“What do you mean?” Michael chucked the ball in the hoop.
“Are you ever going to get engaged?” Max asked.
“You’re being very nosy,” Michael said.
Max shrugged, “sorry I just wondered how serious you are with her, because she’s really serious about you.”
“I guess I’ll ask her to marry me one day…” Michael bounced the ball back to Max, “what’s the hurry?”
“How long do you think Maria’s going to wait for you?” Max asked, “now is a good time to get married, your getting older and does Maria know you plan for her to be the last girlfriend for you?”
“I asked her to move in with me, isn’t that enough?” Michael asked.
“Not necessarily,” Max shot the ball at the hoop; “I just think you should stop lazing around and tell her that she’s the one. You don’t have to get married straight away but at least she’ll know you aren’t just fooling around.”
Michael didn’t reply.
“Me and Liz are going to renew our vowels in a year and a half,” Max smiled.
“Why?” Michael asked, “don’t people who have had a ruff patch and want fresh start renew their vowels?”
“Most of the time yeah,” Max said.
“We just like telling each other how much we love one another,” Max grinned.
“You’re doing this, why?” Liz asked. Max was massaging her feet while she held Novalee. “You don’t want anything do you? Or oh… you have something bad to tell me don’t you?”
“No,” Max said. He was sitting on the coffee table in front of the couch where she was sitting; she had her foot on his thigh. “Can’t I do something nice without…”
She interrupted him with a sharp no.
“Then I’ll stop,” Max dropped her foot he wasn’t in the mood for this. He stood up; “I need to get something anyway.”
He left the room and came back with a little yellow ducky toy for his daughter. ‘Come here darling,” he took Novalee off Liz and sat back down on the coffee table. “Look I got you a little rubber ducky,” he said.
Liz snorted with laughter.
“Bucky-y,” Novalee held her hands out to the toy.
Max and Liz both gasped.
“Buck-y?” she repeated looking questioningly at her father.
“Yeah darling it’s a ducky,” Max gave her the little toy and looked at Liz shocked. She had her hands over her mouth and was gaping at them both.
Novalee laughed and played with the toy in her hands.
“Oh my god,” Liz finally said something.
Novalee looked at her and with her tiny hands held the toy out to her, Liz took it. Novalee put her hands in her mouth and nodded her head, “Bucky,” she said again.
Max and Liz chuckled.
“Oh that just had to be her first word didn’t it?” Liz uttered.
“A wife of one of the guys at work is having a little get together for a group of wives at her house and invited you,” Max said. Liz sat on the edge of their bed in a towel brushing her hair, “Really?” she asked, “I have even met her before?”
“No,” Max said smiling, “but she wants to meet Mr. Evan’s wife.”
“O h so that’s the only reason why?” Liz frowned.
Max kneeled down in front of her, “No of course not.”
Liz put her hairbrush on her lap, “When is it?” she asked.
“This afternoon, you can take Novalee there will be other kids for her to play with,” he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.
“Okay I’ll go but it might be a little weird,” she commented.
“Don’t let it be,” he smiled. The timer in the bathroom beeped and they both turned their heads in that direction, “moment of truth,” Max said.
Liz got up and walked into the bathroom nervously, “Max are you even going to come look at it?”
“No I trust you to tell me what it says,” he got up off the floor and sat down on the end of the bed where she had just been. She came out of the bathroom and with a sad face said, “negative.”
Max motioned for her to come to him and she walked over sadly. He rapped his arms around her and pulled her down on to his lap, “don’t worry you’ll get pregnant,” he whispered.
Liz started to cry, “that’s the third test we’ve taken Max, what if I can’t?”
Max kissed the top of her head, “you can it takes a while that’s all. Do you want to go to the doctor and get checked out so we know everything is in working order?”
“Don’t worry to much,” he rubbed her back comfortingly, “everything will be fine.”
When he dropped Liz off at the gathering for woman she walked up the path with Novalee on her side. “Bucky,” Novalee pointed to the little sculpture in the fishpond up front. Liz rolled her eyes, was she ever going to say anything else? Damn Max, she thought. “Yeah it’s a little ducky Novalee, hey why don’t you say… mom-my. Can you cay Mom-my?”
Novalee smiled and put her finger in her mouth, “Bucky,” she said.
Liz sighed, “never mind then.”
“You must be Liz,” a jolly big woman came out the front door of the house and walked up to her, “I’m Tracy James, my husband works with yours… I’m so glad you could come!”
Liz smiled, “I’m happy to,” she said.
“And this must be your daughter…?” Tracy said.
“Novalee. Yes this is her,” Liz gave Novalee her house keys to play with.
“She’s adorable!” Tracy smiled, “oh the ladies all want to meet you, come inside, come inside. We’re going to have some cake and tea,” she rapped her arm around Liz’s shoulder and led her inside.
Inside there were six woman sitting around a coffee table with biscuits and assorted foods on it. “Everyone this is Liz, Max’s wife. And this is their adorable daughter Novalee… isn’t she just the sweetest thing?”
The woman all fluffed around her and introduced themselves
“I’m Sue,” a short woman with shirt brown hair shook Liz’s hand, “my daughters just over here if you’d like to put Novalee down to play with her.”
“Oh… thank you,” Liz smiled. She followed her over to a little play pen where there were toys everywhere and put Novalee down on her bottom, “play nice darling,” she kissed her head and handed her a little block off the ground. Novalee crawled over to the other girl and they stared each other, Novalee handed her the block.
“Block,” the little girl said blowing bubbles out her mouth.
Novalee let out a little laugh noise.
Liz smiled and walked back over to the other woman, “Liz how do you like your tea?” Tracy asked.
“Not to much sugar, two teaspoons on milk,” Liz took a seat on the couch next to a woman named Hannah.
“I was just telling the girls,” one of he woman said to Liz, “about how much of a useless cook my husband is.”
“Don’t you mean a useless anything?” Hannah asked.
“Well yes but anyway, I asked him to make a salad, a salad for heaven’s sake and he put lettuce in a bowel with a couple of grapes in the bottom and put it on the table! I said to him, ‘what do you call this then?’ and he replied, ‘it’s a salad, I know you’re on a diet and didn’t think you’d want anything else in it.’”
All the woman rolled their eyes, “man are good for nothing,” someone commented.
“The only reason we need them is because a vibrator can’t mow the lawns,” someone else said.
Liz sat quietly, why did they have husbands if the weren’t happy with them? Max was a wonderful husband… obviously she couldn’t ask for better.
“You mean your husband mows the lawns?” Sarah a thirty-year-old with black hair asked. “My husband won’t even do that, he hires someone to do it.”
Liz frowned; did these women have nothing better to do then complain about their husbands?
When Max picked her up two hours later she put Novalee in her car seat and then hopped in the front.
“What was it like?” Max asked.
Liz put on her sunglasses and looked at him, “I just spent two hours listening to how horrible and worthless men are,” she said.
Max raised his eyebrows.
“When I got there I thought oh maybe this just happens to be what they are talking about for now but no they kept going for the whole time and then I found out they do this every two weeks!” she pulled on her seat belt, “it was horrendous. Why are they married if they don’t even like their husbands?”
Max frowned, “I don’t know…”
“Yes no bodies perfect but my goodness, some of the stories I heard! Why would they waste their time complaining and not doing anything about it?” Liz looked back a Novalee whom was falling asleep with melted ice cream on her cheeks.
“Well maybe every man isn’t as wonderful as me,” Max grinned.
Liz laughed, “oh yes,” she said sarcastically.
Max turned his head to glance at Novalee while they were waiting at a traffic light, “what has she been eating?” he asked.
Liz smiled, “She had about two teaspoons of yogurt ice cream and got it all over herself,” she said.
Max chuckled, “she needs to have a bath.”
“Hmm,” Liz closed her eyes. “The woman invited me back in two weeks but I don’t want to go, I don’t need to complain about my husband like them…” she pinched his arm, “did you know you are one of the only men in New York who can cook?”
“Really?” he asked, “well that’s my mom’s fault…”
Liz laughed, “thank goodness for you mother.”
“Nothing appears to be wrong,” the doctor sat on the edge of his desk in front of the two worried parent’s. Max held Novalee on his lap and let out a relieved breath.
“You will be able to get pregnant you just got to try more frequently,” the doctor smiled, “not such a bad thing to do but I imagine it is hard when you have such a young daughter… I suggest you take record of when you’re ovulating and try then…”
Liz bit her lip, “but nothings wrong internally? I am capable of…” she needed to be absolutely sure.
“Yes you are perfectly capable of conceiving, yes,” he nodded, “and since we checked Max too, and he is fine too I imagine it wouldn’t be very long until you are celebrating.”
Liz felt like a big weight had been lifted off her shoulders, “thank you for doing this…”
“That’s perfectly fine Mrs. Evan’s and I wish you both the best of luck,” he stood up and brushed his coat down.
When they left Liz said in a teasing voice, “you didn’t tell him to say that we needed to try more frequently did you?” she chuckled.
Max rolled his eyes, “yeah I did when you were in the other room,” he shook his head.
While Max was putting Novalee in her car seat Liz said, “I am so relieved, I just feel so much better knowing it is possible.”
“Hmm,” Max shut the car door, “you see I knew all along we weren’t incapable…”
“Oh and how did you know this?” she asked.
“Because I know you body better then you do,” he grinned, “and it would not disappoint me.”
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|posted on 13-Jun-2002 12:40:59 AM by tyranese|
|It hasn't been a month it's been two weeks tops!!! Okay I know I deserve a yelling at and I promise the new part will be up before the end of the week. Hope you guys don't hate me, I'm writing it right now! I will not write my other fics until I've finished this one okay? I'm banning myself from my other fics |
Thank you for being so patient and loyal! It means a lot!
|posted on 15-Jun-2002 3:25:56 AM by tyranese|
|okay here it is! the conclusion!!! I really hope you like it, to me the ending is the most important part of the story and it is what makes the story.|
Tell me what you think!
Liz fluffed around the kitchen making dinner with a small smile on her face. Novalee was sitting in her high chair playing with her little toy ducky and Max was not home yet.
Tonight Liz was especially happy because she had good news for her husband and she was waiting anxiously for him to come home so she could share it with him. She was pregnant again!
One thing she was a little worried about was what his reaction would be, considering he had been a little apprehensive about having another child in the beginning. Liz had managed to get him to come around but she knew he was still worried about her and she didn't want him to worry about her at all. This was as much his decision as hers and she did not want him to feel pressured into this.
Liz rinsed her hands in the sink and used her wrist to rub her nose, when would he be home? She couldn't take the suspense much longer.
Dinner was almost ready and she had already set the table in the dinning room, all she needed was Max home!
Liz felt that things couldn't be better right now and another child on the way was such a joyful thing that would just add to the greatness of their lives right now.
Maria had come over earlier with great news of her own. Michael had finally proposed and she had said yes. Today was a great day indeed!
This afternoon when Liz had taken the two pregnancy tests she had purchased from the super market she had been so nervous it took her ten minutes to get up the courage to go in the bathroom and look at the results. Both of the tests read positive and when she saw them she had jumped around happily with Novalee in her arms.
Max walked into the kitchen scratching his head with one hand and reading the mail with the other. When he looked up he smiled and put the mail down on the breakfast bar, "good evening my ladies," he said. He kissed his daughter on her head and ruffled her hair then walked over to Liz and pecked her lips. "What's for dinner?" he asked.
She rolled her eyes, "is that all you have to say to me? What about, how was your day first?"
He cleared his throat and turned to pick up Novalee, "how was your day my beautiful wife?" he grinned.
"It was filled with happiness and excitement," she smiled brightly, "Maria came over this morning and told me that Michael had finally proposed to her."
Max laughed, "really?"
Liz nodded, "yes... it's about time don't you think?"
"Yes, definitely. How did he do it?" he spun around with Novalee in his arms and she laughed and flew her hands around everywhere.
"During breakfast," Liz turned off the oven, "well at least he did it right? I had my doubts that he ever would..."
Novalee whacked Max lightly on his face and he brought her into his chest and grabbed her little hand, "hitting is not allowed Novalee, it is bad."
Novalee did it again.
"No," Max shook his head; "you mustn’t do that."
She started to cry and Max sat down on one of the stools, "ah none of that," he said, "your scrunching up your pretty face and for what?"
Liz pulled the food out of the oven and headed into the dining room, "she did that to me a couple of times today, she thinks it's funny..."
Max stood up and followed his wife with his daughter in his arms, "it's not funny Novalee. It's aggressive and aggression is bad."
Liz tried not to laugh. What would it look like if Max was telling their daughter off and she was laughing?
Novalee stopped crying and held her arms out to Liz. "No darling, I'm getting dinner, you'll have to say sorry to your father for hitting him."
She scooped the food on to her and Max's plates and then went back into the kitchen. Novalee started to cry again.
"Max she's tired, go put her to bed would you?"
Max went and put Novalee to bed and when he came back Liz was sitting at the table waiting for him. He took a seat at the table and Liz, unable to keep it in any longer said, "Michael and Maria were not the only news I got today."
Max picked up his fork, "yeah?"
She nodded vigorously and then said in a voice that clearly showed her happiness, "I took another pregnancy test today."
Max swallowed his food and put his fork down, "and?"
"And..." she smiled brightly, "we're having another baby."
He opened his mouth, "really?"
"Yes really!" she cried, "why would I lie about this? You are happy aren't you? You do want this?"
He nodded, "of course!"
He leaned over and kissed her, "I am happy, I'm ecstatic!"
"Good," she grinned, "because I've been trying to contain my happiness all afternoon!"
“Why didn’t you call? I would have come home.”
She shook her head; “no I wanted to tell you now.” She hadn’t touched her food yet; “it’s a shame the guest room was so nicely decorated now it has to get transformed into a nursery.”
“We can still keep the color scheme,” he said.
“What if it’s a boy?”
Max chuckled, “oh right.”
Liz bit her lip, “Max this time I want the birth to be at home and I want a mid wife.”
“Liz… at the hospital it’s safer because there’s doctors on ca…”
She shook her head, “no. I want it here, please…”
“Your doing this to make it harder for me aren’t you?”
“Of course not! I think it will be safer here and I will be comfortable. Don’t you want me to be comfortable?” She reached out and took his hand in hers, “please this means a lot to me.”
Max studied her face and noticed how this really did mean a lot to her. He sighed, “I’m such a push over. I should be shot.”
“If you weren’t we’d never solve anything,” Liz got up and came over and sat down on his lap, she hugged him, “your not a push over.” She kissed him, “I know why this would upset you but it’s natural and you know how you are about natural things. Wouldn’t you rather be here then at a public hospital with all those people and trainee’s wanting to look and see how it’s done? I know I would.”
Max didn’t say anything.
“I love you, we’re having another child! We should be celebrating!” She pressed her forehead to his; “do you want a girl or boy? Maybe I can conjure up some kind…”
“Are you kidding?” he laughed, “your crazy.”
“Yes,” she got up off him and went back to her seat, “I am known to be a little crazy sometimes.”
Max sprung up from his bed sweating and panting. Liz turned on the bedside lamp, “what’s wrong?” she rubbed her eyes.
He rubbed his forehead, “just a bad dream, it’s nothing. Go back to sleep.”
“Are you okay?” she rapped her arm around his, “tell me about it.”
“No, I’m fine, really,” he ran hand through his hair and lay back down. Liz lay down with him and he clutched her at his side tightly and tried to calm his breathing. “Max, you’re worrying me. Tell me about it I bet it will make you feel better.”
“I doubt that,” he sucked in a breath, “it’s just this baby and…”
“Oh,” Liz closed her eyes, “I’m not going anywhere Max, I’m always going to be here and we’ll get a really professional mid wife that knows what to do in the situation… remember the doctor said everything was fine done there…”
Max sighed and leaned over her to turn off the light, “they said that last time to.”
It hurt Liz to see him like this, she wanted to help him so much but she didn’t know what she could say that would help. She buried her head in his chest, “you know you haven’t asked me why I’m not scared about giving birth again.”
Max put his head down and rested his forehead against the top of her head, “why aren’t you afraid?” he whispered.
“Because I know deep down in me that nothing will happen. You know that with Novalee I was stressed because you weren’t there and we weren’t in New York and I just felt… so lonely and far away from everyone I love. This time I know that there is no way you won’t be there and I’m not far from my parent’s and Maria and I will be more comfortable. If something does happen it’s supposed to happen. If it doesn’t I’m not done here yet. Its fate Max, what ever happens is supposed to happen, just like you coming to Deluca’s that day and meeting me.” She smiled and leaned up to kiss him, “we take risks every day and this is no different at all. If we don’t take them who knows what we’d miss out on. You know if you hadn’t felt like coffee last year you wouldn’t be in this situation, would you rather that?”
“You know the answer to that,” Max whispered.
“Of course I know the answer to that,” she yawned, “I could walk out onto the street tomorrow and get hit by a bus…”
Max cleared his throat, “way to go at making me feel better.”
She rolled her eyes, “but the chances are I won’t because I take all the precautions before crossing the road. Just like taking all the precautions before having a baby,” she chuckled to herself, “am I making any sense?”
“A little,” Max yawned.
“Am I making you feel better?”
“A little,” Max said.
Liz moved her hand so it was resting on his stomach, “good. Our life is just perfect right now, it’s beyond perfect it’s wonderful right now. We have a beautiful daughter and another child on the way, a stunning house, great health, loving family around us, enough money to live comfortably for the rest of our lives and our child’s…both of our best friends are about to be married!” She moved so she was on her stomach facing him, “we have everything we want. The only thing missing from your childhood dream is… was it nine, kids? Well we are so lucky to have that available for us too.”
Max didn’t say anything.
“Go see Novalee,” Liz sat up and pulled on his hand, “go right now.”
“What?” Max opened his eyes.
“Go right now,” she smiled, “go and see what you can have another one of. Go on.”
Max sat up, “okay,” he chuckled.
“While you’re there think about how silly your being and how lucky you are. Look at your daughter and tell me you don’t want another child…”
Max got up off the bed and pulled on a jersey, “your mean mom.”
Two years later.
“Novalee get over here!” Liz yelled.
Novalee turned her head, “soon!”
“No now!” Liz looked down at her dress and checked her make up in the car’s review mirror. Novalee ran up and tugged on her mother’s dress with her muddy hands, “mom Whitman’s a pig!”
“Leave Christopher alone, he is not a pig,” Liz turned to face her daughter and gasped at the sight of her. “Oh Novalee you got mud all over your new dress! You’re such a scruff!”
“I didn’t mean to!” Novalee cried, “it was stupid Whitman.”
“He’s not stupid Novalee if you call him that again I’ll punish you… and call him by his real name, don’t copy your fathers bad habits,” Liz leaned into the car and grabbed a baby wipe out of the babies bag. She wiped at Novalee’s dress as best as she could and then tried to get the little bit of mud off her own dress.
“Oh Novalee,” Maria walked up, “what have you been doing?”
Liz sighed, “she’s been played with Christopher. Where’s Max?”
“He’s waiting for you, everyone is. Come on…”
Liz closed the car door and fixed her dress, “do I look okay?”
“You look beautiful.”
They walked into the tent and Max walked up holding he and Liz’s two-month-old daughter Gracie and Katie their 16-month-old daughter. “Maria can you…” he handed Gracie to Maria and she smiled, “I’ll be happy to look after her for you Max.” He put Katie down on the ground, “Katie darling go with Maria to your seat okay?”
Max looked at Maria, “Thank you,” he said. He took Liz’s hand, “let’s do this shall we?”
She nodded and he led her up to the minister who would help them renew their vowels. Both of their parent’s were there and their friends were there, they wanted them all to share their happy day. Today was the day they had been married just over two years ago.
“Okay,” Max smiled at the minister; “you can start now.”
He faced Liz with his hands in hers and his eyes on hers. Max and Liz had decided they would like to say a little something to each other of their own.
“We’re here to freshen, if you’d like, Maxwell and Elizabeth’s marriage…” the minister talked for a little while and then it was Max’s turn to speak to Liz he pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“Liz, I know you were a little embarrassed about having this renewal today because we have had nothing unfortunate happen to us that gave us the need to renew our vowels but as I said to Michael nearly two years ago. I just like letting everyone know how much I love you.” He grinned, “And I do, more and more each day even if it seems impossible. If I didn’t have you in my life I have no idea where I would be today but I do know that I would not be nearly as happy as I am now. Not only have you given me eternal happiness and fulfillment but you have given me three beautiful daughters I have no regrets and there is nothing I secretly wish I had… I have everything I could dream of and more. Every day I thank god for all that I have and I just want you to know again that never ever will a day go by when I don’t appreciate you, or not show respect to you, or love you. You are the one forever, you are my other half.”
He pulled his hand away from hers and wiped the tear from her eye, “are you okay?” he whispered.
She nodded, “I’m fine,” she smiled, “thank you.”
They could hear Novalee giggling and an instant reaction was to check on her, they were so used to doing it they just did it naturally now with out even noticing. She was playing with Christopher, Isabel and Alex’s son.
Maria gave them the thumbs up to go on and Liz rolled her eyes and turned back to Max.
Liz sucked in a breath and entangled her fingers back through Max’s, “You my solace Max, I don’t know what else to say. You are my night in shining armor, you are my hero, and you are everything to me. You stand beside me holding my hand when I am distressed, you stand behind me as my stability when I need back up, and you stand in front of me when I need protection. You’ve given me so much and I hope I am giving you back all that you deserve. When you were born you were meant for me and knowing that I was lucky enough to find you like so many people aren’t, it just… it overwhelms me.
Not only do I love you but also I worship you and I’d die for you in a second. You’ve always been there for me,” she had to stop for a second to compose herself… “And I will be here for you until my last breath and beyond death and through heaven. No one could ever fulfill me like you do, no one could even come close to being as much to me as you are, so don’t ever doubt me because never, ever will I leave your side.”
Liz sat on the floor with Gracie while Katie and Novalee watched cartoons on the television.
She was staring at the picture of her and Maria on the wall and she had tears in her eyes. Back when it was just Maria and her she would dream about this… having a family and having a husband that loved her unbearably.
She and Maria would go out constantly looking for the man of their dreams but little did Liz know that her perfect man would find her. And in doing so he even brought Maria’s for her too.
“Mom!” Novalee tapped her shoulder, “mom when’s dad going to be home?”
“Soon baby he’s just gone to get you an ice cream remember?”
“Oh yeah,” Novalee giggled.
In the picture on the wall Maria had her arm around Liz’s shoulder and they were both all flustered and sweaty after dancing all night in a club. They had asked a stranger to take the photo for them and when it had been developed they had been so happy with it they made heaps of copies.
They had come so far since then and looking back Liz couldn’t help but get emotional over everything in her life up to this moment.
“Momma you okay?” Novalee jumped off the couch and leaped on her mother. This caused Katie to jump on her too.
“I’m fine darling,” Liz laughed happily. In all her life this was the only time when she had been completely and utterly happy and she wouldn’t give that up for a second.
She had gotten everything she could want and more out of life and what made it all even better was to know that not only she was living her dream, but Max was too.
The door flung open and in walked Max with a plastic in his hand. He took one look at his family and in a teasing voice called,
“Honey I’m home!”