Stargirl

Actions had consequences. Full stop. Sometimes they were worse than others. This definitely fell on the "worse" side of things that was for sure. Call it serendipity, call it fate, call it luck, call it what you want but things had worked at a break-neck pace and now he was being led from the cell to the front of the station. No one spoke, really what was there to say? After getting his things from the officers, he turned and faced his fiancee who was looking terribly unhappy. Given she had to rearrange her entire day and somehow find a flight down there it was understandable. Still he was a stranger in a strange land and she was his only connection to it-which suited him just fine so far. They looked at each other, again, neither speaking, before they walked outside. It was late, beyond late at this hour and it was not lost on him the weather had gotten steadily worse throughout the day and was no doubt only going to get worse. Brec was on her phone, sending off various texts and running damage control on this spontaneous bout of insanity. All he could do now was hope he hadn't completely wrecked them, given her dad and siblings a final nail in their coffin. He hoped and prayed, who was he without the person who had saved his life?

Life had for better or worse calmed down a bit and it rolled right on. It was Brec's first weekend back after nearly two weeks of reshoots. Tired wasn't even the right word, the days started before the sun was up and ended long after it had set. She had slept until nearly eleven and even now was clad in sweats and an oversized Cowboys t-shirt. Putting away the last of the towels, she walked from the bathroom to the stairs and down, stepping around the snoozing dogs. She heard the vehicle long before she saw it. "Max, James is here." It was called the death trap for a reason and looked like it had been through hell and back more than once. Still, it chugged on. She opened the front door and waited until the man was inside before shutting it. "He'll be right down" she said before walking to finish the last load of laundry.

chrisevans: the s'mores mcflurry really hits the spot.

Brecbassinger: I'm surprised you could find a mcdonald's that had a working machine! Was it in a galaxy far far away?

Max: Okay almost done at the store, is there anything else we need?

Brec: Just you back home safe and sound. Love you.

Max nodded, still feeling a twinge of guilt. It had indeed been out of his hands but that didn't make it easier, not really. "Well I will do my best to not miss another birthday" he said with a quiet chuckle. His lips met hers easily, then again, anything was easier when there weren't cameras and boom mics and a whole cast and crew watching. He held her close, the two swaying softly to the music. "Yeah I know the feeling" he said as he let his eyes wander the room. Here, on this tropical paradise, there was no work, no one knocking at the door, it was them and nothing else mattered, not then anyways. "But we have to go back to the real world eventually...in the meantime, let's just enjoy this" he said and with three successive spins until they were inside the bedroom, his hands dropping to her waist as he looked at her. "I love you and even those words don't do my feelings justice...I can't promise perfection but I can promise forever, or, until you decide you are sick of me" he said with a casual shrug.

"Ah yes real world" Brec echoed as she did her best to stage off a sigh. She had thought she would have been over the vacation by now but it had been the opposite. The idea of going home didn't appeal to her at all. Still, bills had to be paid, work had to be done, life moved on and vacations ended. Brec laughed and allowed herself to be twirled into the bedroom. "Smooth moves" she said as she grinned at Max, her own hands circling around his neck and weaving through his hair. "I love you too and I don't expect perfection because it does not exist" she said with a single shoulder shrug. It was the truth even if certain people didn't want to admit it, caught up on the idea of perfection and images of what it looked like. "I don't ever plan on letting you go or getting sick of you...ever" Brec said and leaned in to kiss him again, breaking away to let her hair down as she slowly backed away from his embrace. "I think we have both waited long enough" she said, a faint smirk playing on her lips.

Max silently thanked his mother for making him take dance lessons when he was younger, what had once been the bane of his existence now paid off. His hands were perfectly placed, one in hers, the other at the small of her back, his feet sure, effortless as they slowly moved to the music, the smooth, silky ballads of Luther Vandross filled the room. Who knew something as simple and routine as a chemistry test in Lionsgate had led to this beautiful second chance at love and happiness, something he was done questioning. If the franchise in question had taught him anything it was that life was indeed precious, the past was gone and there was no point in living it afraid. Max couldn't see the future (ha ha!) he had no idea what was coming up next but he knew exactly who he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. "So, this hopefully makes up for having to miss your birthday."

Between dancing, gymnastics and other sports Brec was more than capable when it came to holding her own. Still, there was an easy way Max danced, everything was precise and exact, Brec was able to easily match him move for move, beat for beat. There was no need to speak, just swaying his arms, dancing slowly, as if they were the only two people left in the world. She heard his words and shook her head, quietly shushing him. "Hey that situation was completely out of your hands, I wouldn't hold it against you" she said and shook her head, her head tilting up so she could meet his eyes. She leaned up slightly and kissed him gently, her eyes closing as she just melted for a minute, safe and sound in his embrace. This was love, it was impossible to define but impossible to deny. It was felt, deeply, more than anything else. Yes, this was perfect, better than any sort of dream or fantasy she could have dreamed up and certainly better than any other opportunity that had presented itself before. She sighed, her eyes closing. "I wish we could just stay here forever" her words were almost inaudible but there nonetheless.

It's the best of all the worlds and I love having a say in things I do.

All valid points and hey if you are enjoying it that's what should count the most.

For something that it seemed like the average guy wanted more than anything, sex was almost an afterthought when it came to Max. And no it was not from lack of attraction or someone else, no, nothing like that. Maybe it was age, experience, or, lack thereof in her case, her disease, combined with that insufferable Julia Roberts movie and people just went out of their way to act weird, in truth, Breck couldn't say why the wait was as long as it was but she didn't mind it either. After all, it proved that nice guys were still out there, they still existed, sure, they were few and far between but every now and then one popped up. Still, she knew something had to give at some point and it seemed to be pointing that way now. With dinner done, her levels checked, she was more than ready for the next step. A light crimson flushed across her cheeks, still, the dimmed light hid it well. "You may" she said, her hand slipping inside his again.

I love the production and directing aspect almost as much as I do the acting.

Acting, directing and producing? A regular Clint Eastwood in the making.

Thanks I'm sure they will. I'm working more on the producing end of things too.

I mean hey spread your wings, add to your resume. Can't hurt!

@maxlloyd-jones

Work is good, got two projects going and feeling accomplished. I'll talk to him and let you know.

That's awesome! I'm sure they will turn out great! Sounds good, I will do the same.

Us adulting in the best way. We'll have to have you two over for dinner.

I couldn't have put it better myself. Definitely just let me know when and where and if we can bring anything! How is work going for you?

I'm good. Finally got my man and we're living together.

Glad to hear it. That's awesome! I just got my boyfriend to move in with me as well.