Author: Linda
E-Mail: [email protected]
Rating: R *** Content and description
Category: Max & Liz, Maria & Michael, Isabel & Alex, Kyle & Cassie (She's mine)
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, just borrowing 'em. I'll return' em the way I found 'em.
Summary: This sequel deals with issues the six were left with
right after my other story ended. What 'other' symptoms might Liz
develop carrying Max's child? What happens when Kyle and Maria
commiserate about their parents' dating? What happens if Kyle
finds out about the alien trio? And, what about the other alien
pods from the same crash as the trio? Can there be more
alien shape shifters out there?
Author's note: If you haven't read my previous story, "Us
Six Against the World", it is recommended before reading
this one. This story begins the day after my other story ended.
It's gonna be another LONG one. ;-)
I Knew I Loved You
By Savage Garden
"There's just no rhyme or reason
Only this sense of completion
And I your eyes
I see the missing pieces
I'm searching for
I think I've found my best friend
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy
But I believe
:: CHORUS::
Sense of Completion (Part 8)
Tina Monroe pushed by Cassie in the hallway and knocked the books out of Cassie's hands. "God you are such a klutz!" Tina rolled her eyes and continued down the hall. Tina was one of the popular girls. She was a cheerleader and had dated a few of the football players, but Cassie knew she hadn't dated Kyle.
Yet.
She didn't know what Tina had against her, but she could feel
the hate coming from the girl. She shrugged and sighing, she bent
to pick up her books.
"Here, let me help," a voice said close to her ear, and
then she turned to see Kyle bending next to her and gathering her
books.
When he looked at her their eyes locked again and they just
froze. Neither one could turn away. Finally, Cassie looked down
and swallowed. "Ahhh...thanks," she mumbled and stood
up.
Kyle stood up and handed her her books, trying to catch her eye again, but Cassie was looking down at her books, shifting them around, trying not to meet his eyes. Kyle frowned. He didn't understand this girl.
Most girls couldn't wait to at least talk to the captain of
the football team. He knew most of them just wanted to be seen
with him cause he was popular, and he hated that. The reason why
he had dated Liz was because she hadn't been like that. And now
it seemed Cassie was definitely not impressed with whom he was
status wise. Maybe that was why he found himself drawn to her.
Because she didn't fall all over him like the other girls who
were fake and just wanted to be known as the Quarterback's girl,
to get in with the popular crowd.
"Cassie, I was wondering if you wanted to maybe take in a
movie tonight or something?" Kyle asked. He was not one to
play games. He wanted to get to know her, and he figured he
needed to know if she was interested.
Cassie's head came up and her eyes were wide with surprise. She
didn't know what to say. She wondered if she had heard him wrong.
Kyle couldn't look away from her huge, green eyes. He noticed the
few sprinkles of freckles on her nose, and wondered suddenly
where else she had those little freckles. Then he shook himself
and froze. Where the hell had that come from?!
He had never really had a thing for redheads before. Hadn't
thought much either way. But now he felt drawn to her dark red
hair, creamy soft complexion, the few freckles that sprinkled
around her nose, and he was definitely drawn toher green eyes.
You are losing it, Kyle, he said to himself.
Cassie wanted to say no. She shouldn't. But she couldn't say no.
"Yes," she blurted out.
"Yes?" Kyle repeated sounding surprised. From the look
on her face he had been afraid she was going to turn him down.
"Umm. Sure," Cassie said and licked her lips.
Kyle's eyes homed in on her cherry red lips and he swallowed. Down
boy! he thought. Then he cleared his throat and heard the
bell ring. "Ah, can I pick you up at 7?" he asked.
Cassie smiled shyly and nodded. "I'd like that."
Kyle nodded and grinned. He found himself still grinning when he
entered his first hour class.
Tina Monroe rushed into her 1st hour class and looked around. When she saw that Max Evans was sitting in the back and that there was an empty desk next to him she smiled. This was the only class she had with the mysterious, sexy Max Evans, that none of his closest friends or sister was in.
The guy was a total puzzle. He was quiet, reserved, kept his
feelings so deep inside, and he was gorgeous and what a bod! The
more aloof and hard to figure out he was, the more excited it got
her.
This was the only class she had him all to herself in, and she
was determined to get what she wanted. No one had ever turned
Tina down anyways. Tina knew she was gorgeous. She had long dark
hair, thick and curly, and she had a knock-out build, and she was
tall and knew the guys fawned all over her when she passed by.
But this guy barely knew she was alive, or so he acted, and
she was challenged and drawn to that. She had become more and
more aware of him the last couple of months, and when he had been
accused of murder and then ran, she had found him even more
exciting. Under the tall dark quiet guy was a rough side she'd
bet. And she wanted to be the one to tap that part of him.
"Hi, do you have an extra pen? I can't seem to find
mine," she said softly, leaning toward her next conquest.
Max turned at the voice and then nodded. "Sure." He got
out another pen and handed it to her.
When Tina reached for it, she slowly caressed his big strong hand
as she slid the pen away.
Max looked at her in surprise, and when she smiled shyly, he
frowned and turned back toward the front of the class.
Ooooooh, she loved a man who played hard to get. And she knew she
could get him if she kept after him. A tall dark dangerous guy
like Max Evans was just what she wanted, and she knew that she
was exactly what he needed. She certainly didn't worry about the
little brainy, mousy Liz Parker with whom he was seeing. As a
matter of fact, up until less than a year ago, Max Evans had
never been seen with a girl. Liz was probably desperate after
Kyle was smart enough to dump her, and she grabbed onto the first
guy who looked at her.
She didn't think Liz Parker was Max Evans type. She figured it
was his first girlfriend, so he too was settling for now as well.
She had on a very low cut dress, and knew her full figure was
nearly overflowing from it. She had noticed more than one guy
almost falling over his tongue today when they saw her. And she
was now going to give Max Evans a close up of her charm.
She looked over and then slid her paper onto the floor between
their desks. When she saw Max instinctively reach for it, she
bent down too, and met his look half way. She made sure her
position was one where he had a perfect view of what was barely
contained in her neckline, and waited.
Max couldn't help but notice her overflowing flesh so close to
his face, and was actually afraid that she was going to fall out
of her dress any second. He quickly handed her her paper and
turned back toward the front of the class. What was up with Tina
Monroe? He wondered. Why was she trying to flirt with him? He
couldn't imagine. He had never given her a second look, so he
wondered what she was up to.
He forgot about her quickly. He was busy thinking of the thermos
he still needed to get to Liz. He had missed her this morning
because he had been late. Isabel had decided to ride with him
this morning, instead of Alex since Alex had to go in early and
Isabel didn't do early. And being Isabel,
she had been running late, which had made Max late as well.
When the bell rang, Max headed for Liz's next class to get the
thermos to her. He didn't notice the ugly frown and anger that
was in Tina Monroe's eyes as she watched him rush off.
Liz could feel the beginning of the head spins as she headed
for her second hour. If she could just get seated, she could
close her eyes and let it pass. She could see everything starting
to get black, and she paused, leaned against a locker right
outside the classroom, and took a deep breath.
Then she closed her eyes to wait for it to pass. It was her own
fault.
She had forgotten to drink her own chocolate milk this morning
before she'd left home. Usually she drank that and then the one
Max gave her, and she was fine, but today she had been in a
hurry, and then Max had been late. So she hadn't gotten either
dose. She promised herself that if she could just make it to her
class without passing out; she'd never again forget to drink her
milk before she came to school.
"I've got you, babe," she heard Max's husky voice and
his arms come around her at the same time.
"I'm okay, Max," Liz tried to say, but Max hushed
her and led her down the hall.
Liz kept her eyes closed, knowing she would pass out if she
opened them. She let Max lead her where ever. When she heard the
door close, and lock, and then felt Max lift her up and sit her
down on a box, she leaned back against the wall and swallowed.
"Here, Liz. Drink," Max whispered as he held the
thermos up to her lips and she obeyed.
After drinking half the thermos, Liz felt better, and finally
opened her eyes. She smiled lovingly down into the face of her
dreams. "Thanks," she whispered back, and gently
caressed his strong jaw and cheek.
Max watched the color come back into Liz's face, and sighed in
relief. He thought he was going to pass out when he'd come upon
her looking pale and ready to faint, leaning against that locker.
From now on he was going to pick Liz up everyday and bring her to
school himself, making sure she had enough of the chocolate and
Tabasco that she needed so this couldn't happen again.
"Don't blame yourself, Max. I was stupid enough to forget to
drink my usual cup before leaving for school this morning."
"You scared the hell out of me," Max admitted on a
sigh, and pulled her closer to him, putting his lips against her
hair as she leaned her head against his neck with a sigh of her
own. "Liz Parker, have I told you lately how much I love
you?" Max swallowed huskily and looked down into her now
upturned face. God she was beautiful, was all he could think.
"Max, you tell me with every look and touch. But I love to
hear it as well." She smiled and let her eyes speak of her
love as well.
Suddenly their eyes heated with more than love and she groaned
and pushed her lower body into his. Liz, who was already seated
on the box and their lower bodies perfectly matched, wrapped her
legs around Max to bring them even closer.
Max caught his breath, and then moaned right before he took her
mouth with his in a deep, velvet kiss.
Liz rubbed her lower body against Max's arousal, and tried to
ease both of their need. Then realized that this only fueled it
more.
Max swore, and tearing his lips from hers, he met her eyes and
knew she needed their joining, too.
Liz was shaking with need, and Max waited no longer. He adjusted
them and then he joined her body with his. They both sighed at
the immediate full connection. Then their eyes met.
"Hi." Max smiled at her.