Title: The Mirror
By: Mechflier
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Nothing Really
Summary: unknown
Disclaimer: not mine...

<Hmm, it’s been almost 2 weeks since I’ve seen Logan. He called me twice, but when I went to see him he always wasn’t there.  For some reason, the mirror that he pointed out my face in when we first met has been standing out whenever I go there, I wonder why…>

<Wow, this experimental surgery worked!!  I am mobile again on my own two feet!! Now…how to make Max mine…>

BRIIIING!!!! “Max” “Logan? what’s up? I haven’t heard from u in a while…” “Sorry, come over tonight, OK?”  he said with a feeble voice.  “Logan, are you sure you’re OK?” “Yep, 100% sure.”

<Hmm, I don’t see him in the kitchen, or the living room, or his office, or his room.  I wonder where he->

Suddenly, she felt someone’s arms encircle her, and, instinctively, she laid her head back, feeling Logan’s muscular chest and smelling his scent.  Before she could turn her head for them to kiss, Logan led her over to the mirror.

“Max, what do you see here?” asked Logan, as he held Max’s cheeks in his hands.  “I see the singularly most beautiful face I have ever seen in my life” he said. “And do you know what I see here?” asked Max, while running her hands along Logan’s stubble of a beard. “I see one of the sexiest men alive” said Max.  And while those comments said, she leaned against him and turned her head, and they began to kiss.

While they were passionately kissing, Logan lifted her up and, still kissing her beautiful lips, carried her off to his room.

After he laid her down gently, he turned around to unbutton his shirt.  But before she could get two buttons undone, he felt someone leap playfully onto his back.  He turned his head around to see Max’s smiling face.  As they fell back onto the bed, Max flipped them, so she landed in a kneeling position over him.  As she began to kiss him once again, she continued to unbutton his shirt.  While she moved away from his lips to let him breathe, she began to remove his pants while Logan, happily began to unzip her customary black cat suit.

Max was now wearing nothing besides red lace lingerie, and Logan, nothing more than boxers.  As they began to move their heads closer, they both rasped “I love you” and silently agreed: this is the way things were meant to be.

THE END

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