Max and Liz danced in silence for some time.
Max's proximity, his firm arms around her, his masculine scent, his soothing warmth… it made Liz feel safe and protected and she wished that this lasts longer because at that moment it was just the two of them. There was no drama and no Jackson or McKenzie or Dr. Snow or anyone else on the planet. It was just the two of them, holding each other.
"Let me know when you want to leave.", Max's husky voice sounded next to her ear.
Liz felt butterflies in her stomach and images from that afternoon flashed in her mind. Why is she thinking about lewd things again?
"To sleep?" Liz is not sure why she asked this question. Well, she wanted to know his plans for after they arrive into their room, but there are more sensible ways to ask about it.
Max chuckled. "Is there something else you would rather do?"
