“Have I told you-” Max kissed her neck- “-lately that I am completely-” Max kissed her jaw-” and utterly” Max kissed her cheek-“-in love with you?” Max kissed Liz adoringly on the lips. Liz giggled, and wrapped both of her arms around Max’s neck.

“Well, Mr. Evans, I think you have, but it never hurts to hear it again,” Liz replied, smiling sweetly at him. Max’s chocolate eyes danced when he peeked up at Liz’s own eyes.

“Liz Parker, I love you,” Max replied. He couldn’t wipe the grin off his face for all the money in the world. He leaned in against her again, kissing Liz’s bare chest where he had unbuttoned her shirt. Liz closed her eyes and leaned her head back. Her hands began roaming all over the place-

“OW!” Liz yelped. Max’s head jerked up at Liz. He saw her pull her hand to her face for inspection.

“What happened, baby?” Max asked worriedly. He pulled Liz’s hand gently into his own, and saw a bloody gash marked on the inside of her hand.

“Ouch, I must have caught it on something,” Liz muttered. She watched in horror (yet odd fascination) as blood dripped from the cut. Max waved his hand over the cut and it disappeared. Liz smiled at Max.

“My knight in shining armor,” Liz sighed. She placed a hand on Max’s face and leaned in to give him a soft kiss.

“More like, alien in a crappy jeep,” Max grinned sheepishly. He sat up in his rusty jeep, and attempted at straightening up his appearance. He glanced over at Liz, who was now buttoning up her shirt. She appeared no better than he did. He grinned again sheepishly.

“So, Max,” Liz started as she turned towards Max.

“So, Liz,” Max said back to her.

“You know, I do believe we came out to Buckley Point for a reason other than to make out. I just don’t remember what that other reason is.” Liz smiled at Max, and leaned against his arm.