Part 17A ***************** Liz rolled over to smack her hand down on the buzzing sound of her alarm clock. Languidly stretching her arms above her head, she sat up, a yawn escaping her lips. She clutched a hand to her chest as she saw Max sitting on the foot of the bed, smiling at her. “MAX!” She threw a pillow at him, grabbing another one to hit him with. Max held his arms above his head as protection. “Liz, what are you doing?” “You scared me!” She dropped her pillow, moving so that she was kneeling down next to Max. She wiped at her groggy eyes, noting that Max was fresh from the shower, and in clean clothes. Liz bent forward, smelling his fresh clean scent. “You showered.” Max smoothed down his hair, after Liz’s attack. “Yeah, well we have a Dr.’s appointment today.” “Honey, it’s not even eight o’clock yet. Our appointment isn’t till ten.” He gave her a sheepish grin. “I know, but I was just too excited to stay sleeping. I was so restless that I didn’t want to wake you.” Liz deposited herself in Max’s lap, curling all around him as she placed light kisses anywhere she could. “Aww, baby....you,” kiss, “are such,” nibble, “a turn on when you’re like this.” Her tongue made a trail down his neck, her teeth gently nipping at his warm skin. Max squirmed under Liz’s sensual attack, his breath coming out in pants. A knock on the door, startled the two of them apart. “Come in!” Liz scooted off of Max’s lap, placing a pillow on him to hide his obvious reaction to her. Noah opened the door, his hair slightly mussed from sleep. “Momma, I’m hungry.” He rubbed his tummy to emphasize just how hungry he was. Liz got up from the bed, tying her hair into a ponytail. “Well we can’t have that, now can we?” She wobbled to the door where Noah was standing. He threw his arms around her belly as he placed a quick kiss on it. “Morning, baby.” He grinned up at Liz as he took her hand. “C’mon momma. I want some ceweal.” Liz was about to lead Noah out of the bedroom when her eyes caught the bottle of chocolate syrup on the dresser. What in the heck was the bottle of chocolate syrup doing in their bedroom. Her eyes flew to Max, who had his eyes tightly closed, trying to regain some semblance of control over his body. Liz had to do a double take with the chocolate syrup and Max. He didn’t....?..... Nah. Max was a great lover, but he had never initiated anything new, or different. He always seemed so shy when it came to anything overtly sexual. Anytime they did border on kinky, she was the one that always got the ball rolling. She could just imagine the tips of his ears burning with a deep red at the thought of chocolate sauce and sex. She shook her head, laughing lightly to herself. There was no way her sweet husband could’ve brought up that bottle of chocolate sauce with the intent of using it in one of their sexual endeavors. Noah poked his head back into the room. “Daddy, you comin’?” Liz had to fight to keep from laughing out loud. She gave Noah’s tush a little push as she followed him down the stairs. “Daddy will meet us downstairs. He’s got a few things to do first.” ************** Max paced the length of the tiny exam room, his hands wringing themselves over and over. Liz followed his movement with her eyes, when she just stopped. “Max, please stop. You’re making me dizzy.” He offered her a nervous smile. “Sorry.” Liz patted the seat that was sitting next to the table. “Come sit down with me.” He let out a heavy breath as he grabbed Liz’s hand, bringing it up to his cheek, just reveling in the softness of her skin. Just being able to touch her, calmed him down considerably. She kissed the top of his dark head. “Nervous?” He grinned at her. “Understatement.” His breathing was a little shaky. “It’s like I’ve been waiting for this day to come, and now that it’s here......” He turned wide eyes at her. “I’m scared out of my mind, Liz.” A knock at the door, sounded, with Dr. Walker making her presence known. Max moved aside as they did everything they needed to do for Liz’s regular check up. His body was just a mass of nervous energy as he waited. **************** After prepping Liz for her ultrasound, the Dr. smiled at both Max and Liz. “Are you ready to find out the sex of your baby?” Liz grinned. “Yes.” Max shook his head. “No.” “What?” Liz turned to Max, grabbing his hand. “Max, you’ve been waiting for this.” He nodded, his eyes conflicted. “I know, but I’ve been thinking. I didn’t know whether Noah was going to be a boy or a girl. I think I want to be surprised this time around, too.” Liz frowned. “So you don’t want to know?” Max shook his head sadly. “I don’t think so.” Liz tried not to show how upset she was that Max had changed his mind. He had said he wanted to experience everything with her. “But I still wanna know,” she said in a small voice. He kissed her forehead softly. “And I wouldn’t want to stop you.” He gave her hand a soft squeeze. “I’ll just wait outside.” Dr. Walker waited until Max had exited the room before trying to determine the sex of the baby. A smile formed on her lips as she moved the paddle across Liz’s jelly covered belly. “It looks like you’re going to be getting that little girl that you were hoping for, Liz.” Liz’s eyes misted up as she looked at the monitor. Just then the door burst open, revealing a grinning Max. “I’m gonna have a little girl!” He ran down the hall like a madman, yelling at the top of his lungs that he was he was gonna have a little girl. His sneaker clad feet screeched against the hospital tile. He ran back into the room, placing a fat kiss on Liz’s lips. “Our little one’s a girl!” Liz leaned her forehead against his, happy tears spilling forth. “I thought you said you didn’t want to know?” Max gave her a rueful smile. “I got outside of the door, and realized that I was being an idiot. I’ve been waiting forever for this.....” He looked up at the monitor, his voice an awed whisper. “Is that her?” Dr. Walker smiled at the young couple, nodding. She outlined the baby for Max, smiling wider when she heard the next words out of his mouth. “Can I have copies?” Part 17B ******************* Max was practically bouncing off of the walls ever since they had gotten home from the Dr.’s. He couldn’t resist inviting everyone over to tell them the exciting news. Liz was making herself a snack in the kitchen, when Max ran inside, picking her up and twirling her in the air. She couldn’t help but giggle at the excited energy he exerted. His lips came into contact with her skin, kissing her everywhere he could. “Excited?” Max let her slide down his body, his lips curling into a 1000-watt smile. He cupped her face in his hands, planting a sweet kiss on her lips. His hands drifted to her belly his eyes wide with wonder. “I still can’t believe we’re having a little girl.” He pulled out a chair for her to sit on, as he sat on the floor in front of her. “You know, I can almost see what she’ll look like.” He looked up at her, grinning. His fingers curled into Liz’s long chocolate hair, bringing it to his nose for a whiff. “She’ll have your long dark hair, your delicate bones, your beautiful smile.” Liz tilted his chin up, smiling into his face. “And she’ll have your beautiful eyes,” her hands reached out to touch his slightly protruding ears. “And your cute little ears.” Max shook his head. “I hope not. I wouldn’t want her to get teased because of the ears,” he frowned. Liz chuckled as she placed a kiss on each of his ears. “I don’t know how people could tease you because of these cute little things.” She gave him a devilish grin. “Besides, I think they’re great handles for making out.” His jaw dropped to the floor, his ears turning pink. “Well my little girl isn’t gonna be making out with some guy!” He stood up, crossing his arms. “You know you look absolutely adorable when you’re all protective?” She stood up, wrapping her arms around his waist. “Look at you. She’s not even born yet, and you’re already thinking up of ways to keep her your little girl forever.” “Am not.” He cuddled Liz to his body. Liz looked up at him, raising an eyebrow. “Ok, so maybe I might be.....just a little bit.” She kissed his jaw tenderly, laying her cheek against his chest. “You’re gonna make a great daddy this second time around.” He dropped a kiss on her head, gently extricating her from his arms. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.” “Max!” He just held a hand up, asking her to be patient as he made a dash up to the stairs to retrieve something. When he came back down, Liz had propped herself on the couch, as she indulged herself with a funky looking sandwich. Max had to resist the urge to wrinkle his nose at her weird cravings. He didn’t really mind it, though. He actually thought it was kinda cute seeing his tiny built wife eating so much. He held the package behind his back, taking a seat next to Liz. Liz wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, taking a sip out of one of Noah’s little juice boxes. “Whatcha got there?” Max shrugged his shoulders, pulling out a gift box from behind his back. “You mean this?” Liz’s eyes lit up with an excited gleam. “Is that for me?” Max grinned, placing the box on Liz’s belly. “Well, it’s more for the baby. I was gonna give it to you later, but I just couldn’t wait.” He pointed to the box as Liz opened it up eagerly. “Mind you, it’s not done yet....” Liz pulled open the box, taking out a pink pair of hand knitted booties. One of them was bigger than the other, but that’s what made it even more special. “You made these?” Max just nodded slowly, watching as Liz’s eyes watered. “Do you not....you don’t like it?” Liz promptly burst into tears, causing Max to look at her in panic. He reached to take them out of her hands, his voice sounding regretful. “I’m sorry. I thought you might get a kick out of them.” His voice was soft, tinged with a little hurt. “Guess I was wrong.” Liz yanked the booties from his hands, wiping away at her tears hurriedly. “Give them back. What are you doing?” Max scratched the side of his head. “But I thought you didn’t want them?” She shook her head. “I never said I didn’t want them.” “But you’re crying.” He caught one of her tears with his thumb, gently brushing it away. She kissed his hand, offering him a smile. “Happy tears.” She picked up the booties, grinning like crazy. “I can’t believe that you knitted booties for our baby.” She giggled softly. “Besides, I never knew that you could knit.” Max held up the lopsided booties that were not equal in size. “Obviously I don’t.” He laughed. “Maria was ready to kill me when I couldn’t get it right.” Liz laughed with him, imaging Maria pulling her hair out trying to teach Max how to knit. The front door flew open revealing all of their family and friends, carrying balloons, food and gifts. Maria came inside, carrying some balloons, holding her hands up as she grinned. “Since you ditched us at your last shower, I took it upon myself to bring the shower to you guys.” Part 17C Rated: PG-13 ***************** Liz watched in awe as all of her friends moved around her house, turning into a baby shower right before her eyes. “You knew about this?” She turned to her husband, her jaw hanging. Max shook his head. “No. All I did was invite them over to tell them the news.” Once everyone had set up, they all looked to Max and Liz expectantly. Maria rubbed her palms together, her eyes twinkling. “So, what’s it going to be?” Max and Liz looked at each other, grinning as their excitement peaked to a new level. Max brought Liz to stand in front of him, his long arms coming to wrap around her middle. He smiled, revealing his white teeth. “It’s gonna be a girl.” The whooping and hollering that sounded inside the house was almost deafening as everyone hugged the happy couple, giving them their congratulations and well wishes. Noah tugged on Liz’s dress, looking up into her doe eyes. “Momma?” Liz sat down, pulling Noah to stand in front of her. “Yes, precious?” He touched her belly experimentally, before laying his small palm against it. “Does this mean I’m gonna have a baby sister?” Liz cupped his cheeks, giving him a kiss. “Uh huh. How do you like the sound of being an older brother?” A slow smile crept across his lips, his head bobbing up and down. “A lot.” He wrapped his arms as far as they would go around Liz’s stomach, his head lying on her bosom. “Can’t wait to meet you, baby sister.” He gave her a soft kiss before pulling Liz’s face down to his. He gave Liz a quick kiss on the nose, smiling. “Love you, momma.” He ran towards the other kids as they played with Nanook. ************** Maria clapped her hands together. “Alright, it’s time for the games!” Alex, Kyle, and Michael all heaved out groans. “Maria, do we really have to play?” Kyle whined. Maria looked up from where she was arranging unlabeled bottles of baby food on the coffee table. “Yes, and no more whining. You guys are gonna join in and you’re gonna have fun. Comprende?” Kyle gave his stepsister a sarcastic smile as he saluted her. “Yes, General Deluca, Sir!” Alex hid his laughter behind his hand, as Maria scowled at Kyle. Maria just raised a sharp eyebrow at him. “I wouldn’t be laughing so hard, Alex. You get to be the first taste tester.” She held out a plastic spoon to him, giving him a bottle filled with baby food. Alex looked horrified when he eyed the contents in the little bottle. The color of it was some funky green that made him want to gag. “Maria, are you sure that this thing hasn’t expired, yet?” Maria rolled her eyes. “Just taste it, already.” Alex took a deep breath, taking a little taste of the green mush. His face scrunched up, as he pushed the bottle away from him. “That thing is absolutely horrid.” His body shivered as he swallowed. He stuck his tongue, shaking his head. Isabel laughed, holding a hand to her mouth as she whispered to Courtney. “Maybe that’s why all of the baby’s make those funny faces when we feed them that stuff,” she giggled. Maria put the bottle down, her eyes looking towards Alex. “Any guesses as to what it was?” Alex sat down. “I think this is supposed to be a G-Rated event. What I’m thinking can’t possibly be said around the young and impressionable.” Maria just huffed, her eyes looking for her next victim. She smiled at Kyle, getting a spoon and bottle ready. “Kyle....” ************* After each of the adults had taken turns in taste testing, Maria opened up a package of toilet paper. She split up the guys and girls into two teams, with Max and Liz playing the judges. Maria threw a roll of toilet paper to the guys. “Ok, this next game is called Diaper Derby. Each team has to create a diaper on one of our team mates, using only one roll of toilet paper. And you can‘t use anything to hold it up, either.” Michael cracked the kinks in his neck. “Sounds easy enough.” Liz held up her watch, grinning at each one of her friends. “Ok, ready, set, GO!” Alex glared at Kyle and Michael as they maneuvered the roll of toilet paper in between his legs. “Why is it that I have to be the one dressed in the diaper?” Michael just laughed, clapping Alex on the shoulder. “I think it’s your birth right.” Kyle kicked Alex’s legs apart. “Spread ‘em Whitman.” Michael laughed. “Hey, have you ever really said that while you’re working?” Kyle shrugged his shoulders. “Nah. Nothing ever happens in Roswell.” Alex just looked down at his friends incredulously. “Guys, remember me? Diaper guy? Yeah, well you better get your asses in gear, cos it looks like the girls are winning, again.” “Oh, crap!” Kyle threw the rest of the roll to Michael, both of them trying to make the toilet paper stay on. “Darn. This stupid thing won’t stay up.” Michael frowned as he tried to tuck it into Alex’s belt, but only resulted in ripping the toilet paper. “Too bad we can’t use duct tape.” Kyle muttered. Liz called out. “Time’s up!” Both teams stepped aside, pushing their diaper covered team mates forward for Max and Liz to inspect. Maria’s diaper was in almost perfect shape, with no loose strands hanging out. Alex on the other hand had toilet paper hanging everywhere, with some toilet paper stuck to his shoe. Max and Liz whispered amongst themselves, before coming to a decision. “It looks like the girls are the winners.” The girls jumped up and down, while the guys just skulked. Alex pretended to glare at Max as he pulled up his sad looking diaper. “Traitor.” **************** After they had cleaned up the mess they had created with the toilet paper, Maria came out of the kitchen, carrying baby bottles filled with chocolate milk. “Since Max and Liz have no alcohol, I had to go with the chocolate milk.” She handed each guy a baby bottle, giving them a roguish grin. “This is for the fellas only. The first person to drink everything is the winner.” Alex began to unscrew the top, but Maria closed it back up. “The trick is, you guys have to suck it out through the nipples.” Each guy turned a different shade of red as the girls smirked at them. Kyle shook his head. “I can’t believe how whipped we all are.” Michael raised an eyebrow at him. “I don’t know about you guys, but I am not whipped.” Alex looked at him from where he was sitting. “You’re gonna drink out of that baby bottle, right?” “Yeah,” Michael said offhandedly. Alex and Kyle laughed together. “Oh yeah, he’s whipped.” Maria held up her hand, signaling the countdown. Each of the guys held up the bottles, sucking out the chocolate milk as fast as they could, Liz sat back, her breath catching in her throat as she watched Max down the chocolate milk. The way he was creating suction on the plastic nipple was enough to get her all hot and bothered. She continued to watch, as the liquid passed through his lips, down his throat. Liz had to bite her lip just to keep herself from moaning out loud. What the heck was wrong with her? Just about anything these days was making her horny. After drinking all of his chocolate milk, Max held up his baby bottle, looking victorious. The guys groaned, after once again, losing another game. ****************** When all of the cake was devoured, and the presents were opened, everyone bid their goodbyes. Max found Noah asleep on the carpet, squeezed in between Jade, and Damian, while Nanook was curled up next to Dexter. He took him up the stairs, tucking him into bed. He walked back to their bedroom slowly, finding Liz changing into a night gown. Max felt himself harden at the sight of Liz’s naked beauty, her tummy round with the weight of their baby girl. He closed the gap between them, his hot breath in her ear, as he stopped her from putting on her nightgown. “Liz....” Part 17D Rated: NC-17 ********************** “Liz...” His voice was husky, his breath warm as he hovered behind her. His fingers brushed along hers as he took her nightgown from her grasp, gently tossing it behind him, not really caring where it landed. He inhaled her scent, his eyes closing in sweet ecstasy. Grasping her by the shoulders, he turned her so that she was facing him. Liz felt the blush creep into her cheeks as she felt Max’s hot gaze travel over her rounded body. Reflexively she pulled her arms up to cover her nakedness, feeling insecure about letting Max see the changes in her body up close. “Max....” Her voice was slightly pleading, slightly embarrassed. Max pulled her arms away from her body, his eyes taking in every little change in her body. Her breasts were larger, her belly rounded with pregnancy. Her hips flared out, leading down to her shapely legs that lead to her cute little toes. He didn’t think that there was anything he didn’t love about her. She was beautiful in every sense of the word, and now as she carried their child, she appeared even more radiant. “Don’t hide yourself from me, baby.” His fingers curled in her hair, tucking the stray strands behind her ear. Liz’s eyes were downcast as she spoke. “But I’m so fat.” He lifted up her chin, his head slowly shaking as he smiled at her. “You’re not fat. You’re pregnant.” His hand drifted down to her protruding tummy, his large hand, warm on her skin. “Very pregnant, with our beautiful daughter.” Unable to keep from touching her warm skin, Max pulled her to him, his hand gently cupping the base of her neck as his lips softly touched hers. His kiss was faint, almost timid. His breath fanned over her face as his lips moved to her cheek, making a trail to her neck. Liz’s head fell back as Max ignited a number of different sensations in her body with his feather-light kisses. It was like he knew exactly where to touch her, just how to drive her insane. Her tiny hands balled up into fists at the collar of his shirt as she tried to find balance, her knees trembling as his lips descended farther down her neck. “I wanna love you, Liz.” She nodded against him, letting him lead her to the bed. They climbed on together, with Max positioning her in the middle. He gave her an amorous smile as he cupped her cheek. “Do you trust me?” She turned her face towards his hands, giving it a soft kiss. “With my life.” A slightly roguish quality flickered over his eyes, as he kissed her forehead. “Close your eyes for me baby.” He was surprised at how calm his voice was sounding, when deep inside he could feel his stomach churning. This was the first time he was planning on trying something different, and he wasn’t sure how Liz was going to react. Liz gave him a questioning look, but did as he asked, trusting herself with him. Max tore his shirt off, his hands coming to rest on the fastening on his pants as he took them off too, leaving himself in just his boxers. He gave Liz’s lips a soft kiss, before sliding off of the bed, walking slowly to the dresser where the bottle of chocolate syrup sat. His hand had a slight tremor in it as he grasped the bottle, his eyes flying to his beautiful, naked wife lying on their bed, waiting for him. Liz felt the bed shift under Max’s weight. Her eyes fluttered opened, but Max’s gentle hands closed them again. “Don’t.” She felt her breath quicken at his request. This was something very different, very un-Max like. But she wasn’t going to complain. In fact it was exciting her to a new height, a new level as she was put in this position. Of waiting for his next move, not knowing what to expect. Whatever happened to her sweet innocent lover? She thought wickedly. She had to bite her lip at her unruly thoughts. Max swallowed hard, as a sexy grin plastered itself to Liz’s lips. He could feel his heart thumping wildly against his chest, the sound of his blood roaring in his ears as he prepared himself to do this. He uncapped the bottle, taking a chug of chocolate syrup before doing anything. It were almost as if he were treating it like alcohol, taking a shot before doing something he normally wouldn’t do. He swallowed the thick liquid in his mouth, his head unconsciously drifting to Liz’s lips, wanting to be able to touch their lusciousness. Liz welcomed his lips, her mouth opening wide as she sought the warmth of his mouth, the velvety feel of his tongue making love to hers. She groaned when she tasted him, and something else..... Was that chocolate sauce she could taste? Max placed his hands on either side of her head, trying to get as close to her as possible. Trying to lose himself in her hot mouth as he completely devoured her. She arched up against him, wanting to feel the hardness of his body against her. He moved away from her, his breaths ragged as he ripped his lips from her. She whimpered at the loss of his kiss, the heat of his body. She was tempted to open her eyes, to grab Max by the head, and kiss him silly so that he would know never to leave her wanting like this. “Patience, love.” He whispered in her ear as he moved over her body, straddling her legs as he shook the bottle in his hands. Here goes nothing. He thought. He turned it upside down, squeezing as he poured it liberally over her body. Liz arched her back, a strangled moan escaping her lips as she felt a cool substance dripping on her body, trailing thickly down her curves, the scent of chocolate wafting up to her nose. Max grinned at the look of tortured ecstasy on Liz’s face. It was definitely time to return the favor. His head bent forward, his lips hovering over the mounds of her breasts, never touching, poised, but teasing. Liz fisted her hands into the sheets, wanting so much to grab Max’s head, to bring him down to her aching body, but he had asked her to be patient. Patience sucks! She thought in frustration. But her frustration didn’t last long, because Max swooped down, his tongue making long lapping strokes over her heated flesh. Her head rolled on the pillow, her moans of pleasure muffled. She squirmed against him, her chest heaving heavily as he continued to clean off the chocolate sauce from her body. He nuzzled the valley between her breasts, before capturing a nipple between his lips, creating a heavy suction that caused her lower body to rise off the bed, trying to get closer to him. He smiled against her breast, moving to the next one, to love it with the same sweet, agonizing torture. His shapely lips descended lower, kissing and licking as he went. When he approached her belly, his kisses became tender, soft and gentle as he paid homage to his baby daughter. Liz felt the tears seep through her closed eyes, falling onto the white linen of her sheets as she felt Max’s tender caress on her stomach. Max moved lower on the bed, his hands easing Liz’s legs apart as he shook the bottle of chocolate sauce again. His breath caught in his throat as he watched her part for him, her beauty exposed to him. Holding out a finger, he lightly traced her folds, Liz’s body quaking on the bed at his simple touch. Lying on his stomach he kissed her nether lips as he would her mouth, his tongue loving her, tasting her. Max couldn’t get enough of her taste. He was thirsty for her, his want for her consuming him. Grabbing the bottle, he held it over her sex, the cool liquid dripping over her hot flesh. Max eyed her beauty one last time, before descending down to clean up his mess. Liz grabbed the pillow beside her head, holding it over her face as she screamed with abandon. His tongue stroked hard, trying to reach every crevice, every fold, wanting to make sure he was thorough. His hands curled around her tush, as he mouth attacked her with a hunger that made him dizzy. When he felt the first tremors of release, Max kicked off his boxers, moving atop of Liz as he slid home where he belonged. Liz’s orgasm ripped through her body, her walls clamping tightly around Max. Her hands moved to the small of his back, trying to push him in deeper, harder. Her fingers dug into his sensitive skin, probably leaving a bruise, but they didn‘t care. He thrust deeply, the hard ridges of his stomach gliding over the softness of her belly, his body building hers up so quickly for another fall. “Maaax.....” He held a finger to her lips, his breaths coming out into broken pants. “Honey you have to be......quiet.....” He groaned as he suckled her neck, his hips moving at a dizzying frenzy. “You don’t want to wake Noah.” Liz bobbed her head, her hand reaching for his lips, letting him swallow her moans. Max held onto Liz’s chin, his face grimacing as he felt the end nearing. “Open your eyes.” Liz slowly opened her eyes, meeting Max’s hot amber gaze. He entwined their hands together, lifting them up over her head both of them crashing into a blinding orgasm. “I love you.” Part 17E *************** Liz lay her head on Max’s chest, a silly smile on her face. “Wow.....that was just....wow!” Max felt himself blush, despite his bold actions just previous. “That good huh?” Liz rested her chin on his chest, her eyes dancing. “More than good. More like mind blowing, earth shattering, heart stopping- Max rolled his eyes as he grinned. “I get it. Enough with the compliments, otherwise my ego is gonna swell to huge proportions.” She nibbled on his earlobe, her hands massaging the taut muscles of his chest. “Well I think you deserve more than just a few compliments.” He grabbed her hand, gently kissing it. “As much as I’m willing to go another round, I hate to say it, but I think I’m spent,” he chuckled. Liz pouted, laying her head back on his chest. “Fine, but you’re not getting off so easy. I fully expect to get my turn....soon.” They laughed together softly, just basking in the warmth of each other’s body. His voice was subdued, sounding unsure as he spoke in her hair, his hand running up and down her arm. “So it was ok then? You liked it?....I didn’t like freak you out or anything?” Liz shook her head in amazement that he would be so unsure of himself after bringing her so much pleasure. “Max, that was beyond words.” She kissed his lips lovingly. “It couldn’t have been more perfect.” He breathed a sigh of relief, his fingers running through her hair. “Ok, then....Good.....I was just worried that it might’ve been too kinky.” She smirked at him, waggling her eyebrows. “Well, whenever you’re feeling kinky, I say bring it on, babe.” Max’s cheeks warmed with his blush, the tips of his ears turning red. Liz giggled some more, finding it endearing that even after having Max become a tiger in bed, he still managed to be his sweet old self. She brought her head to rest on his chest, kissing the nipple closest to her. “I love you, Max.” “Love you too, Liz.” ******************** The next day. Liz rifled through a book of baby names that she had gotten at the shower, humming softly. She had a pad of paper in front of her, a pen twirling through her skilled fingers. “Alright, so far the names we both like are Claudia and Diane.” Max nodded, as he wrapped his arm around Liz’s shoulder. “I like those, but I sorta wanted to use a name that came from our little family.” Liz smiled up at him, her eyes twinkling. “Well, what’d you have in mind?” He sighed, his hand rubbing his chin as he thought. “I know this is complete cheese, but maybe we could use something with our initials or something?” She kissed his cheek, snuggling deeper into his side. “Cheese is always good.” She carefully wrote out their initials. On the top line she wrote out L E. On the second line she wrote out M E. And on the third line she wrote out N E. She tapped the tip of the pen against the paper, her teeth chewing on her bottom lip as she threw out possible names in her head. Noah bounded down the stairs, happening upon his parents as they cuddled. “Whatcha doin’ momma?” Liz smiled up at him, beckoning him to sit between her and Max. She kissed his soft cheek, showing him the piece of paper she was writing on. “Your daddy and I are thinking up of names for your baby sister.” His eyes lit up, a smile curling his pouty lips. “Oooh, can I play?” Max chuckled, kissing Noah’s head. “Sure pal. Your momma and I need about all the help we can get.” Noah took Liz’s hand, gently taking the pen from her fingers. Carefully gripping the pen in his small hand, he pressed it to the paper, writing something on it. Liz threw a questioning glance at Max, who only shrugged his shoulders. Noah’s tongue peaked out from between his lips, his concentration focused on getting the letters straight as he wrote on the paper. When he was done writing, he looked over his work, smiling at what he had written. “Done!” Max and Liz eyed what he had written the paper, which looked a little like this.....     L    E      A     H     M    E        N     E Liz’s brow knotted in confusion as she tried to figure out why he had placed the letters A H after her initials. “Little man, I think you’ve got it a little mixed up. These letters are our initials. They’re the begging and endings of our first and last names.” Max said. Noah looked at his father, giving him a proud smile. “I understand, daddy. My name ends in A H. We can name the baby Leah, that way her name will sound like mine.” Liz couldn’t help but grin at her son’s admission. What was it they said about son’s being like their fathers? She chuckled lightly, running her fingers through Noah’s hair. “You know what precious? I think I like the sound of Leah.” She leafed through the baby book in her lap, looking up the meaning of the name. Her laugh reverberated out of her chest, causing her to hiccup. Her face turned a light shade of pink as she continued to laugh. Max eyed her curiously. “What’s so funny?” Liz opened her mouth to tell him, when she just burst out laughing again. Instead she just handed him the book, pointing her finger to the name Leah. Max’s eyes scanned the page, reading what it had to say. Leah - Female Ruler Liz finally found her voice, her eyes teasing. “I think the name is pretty fitting, don’t you babe? I mean, our baby already has you wrapped around her little finger, and she hasn’t even made an appearance yet.” Max set to come up with a smart-aleck  retort, when Liz clutched her stomach, her eyes wide. He grabbed her face in his hands, forcing her to look at him. “Liz? What’s wrong?” Liz was silent for a moment, before she let out an excited giggle. “Liz?” She grabbed his hands in hers, her eyes twinkling with wonder. “Max, I think I just felt the baby move.” “Really?” He moved Noah to sit on his lap as he turned to face Liz. He looked up into her face, his eyes hopeful. “Is she still doing it?” Liz nodded, grabbing Max’s hand and placing it strategically on her stomach. A little thump thump bounced off of Liz’s stomach causing Max to shout for joy. “That is too cool.” Noah pushed his father’s hand away, pressing his hands against Liz’s belly. “My turn, my turn.” Liz took his hand, placing it where she could feel the baby kicking. Noah grinned, looking at Liz’s tummy with awe. He giggled as he tapped Liz’s belly softly, greeting his baby sister. A full blown Evans grin plastered itself on his lips as the baby thumped back. “I think she likes her name momma.” Max placed a hand over Noah’s, his other hand bringing Liz’s lips to his for a kiss. “I think we’ve got a keeper.” Liz beamed, lacing her fingers with Max and Noah’s. “Welcome to the family, Leah.”