I really don't know if I'm going to continued this story. 
It seems like I've lost alot of readers with the beginning of this story, and I hate that, but what can I say. Anyways, I had this part already written, so I decided to post it.
Thanks to all of you that left f/b and bumps.
LS
Chapter 3
“Were the hell have you been!”
“Xan” Liz warned him as she came into the kitchen. Xan completely ignored her, instead laid it into Bel.
“You were suppose to be home an hour ago” he fumed as her towered over her. Bel looked at him as if he was crazy.
“What is your problem” she tried to push past him, only to have him grab her arm.
“Let go of me”
“Xan!” Liz came to stand between them. Realizing what he was doing, Xan released her arm.
“Sorry” he ducked his head, and shoved his hands in his pocket. Liz turned to her daughter.
“Why don’t you go to your room, and I’ll be up in a sec, ok” Bel nodded, but kept her eyes trained on Xan. Once she was finally out of the room, Liz turned worried eyes to her son.
“Sit with me” she motioned towards the table, and Xan mutely followed her. Liz watched him as his jaws flexed in angry “talk to me Xan.” Xan shifted in his seat, and adverted her eyes. Liz sat back, and waited on him to talk.
“What do you want me to say” he sighed.
“How about why you’re being so hard on your sister” he wrung his hands in front of him, and Liz cupped them.
“I’m not being hard on her, I’m trying to protect her”
“From what Xan” the was a reason he truly felt his sister needed protection, and she needed to know why.
“I-I just don’t want to see her hurt anymore, I’m just trying to be a good brother”
“And that’s just it Xan, you’re her brother, not her father” she saw the longing look on his face, and her heart went out to him.
“I know you miss him, we all do, but no one will fault you if you decided to be the sixteen year old young man that you are” she stood up, and kiss him on the cheek, before turning to go talk to Bel.
“Hey mom” Liz turned to him “thanks.”
“No problem sweetie”
“Is it ok if I go out for a while” he asked her.
“Sure, just be home by eleven” she warned him, before disappearing down the hall.
Xan took a look at his watch, and noticed that he had less then five minutes to be at the Crash and pick up Amber. He grabbed his keys and headed out the door.
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Bel stared in the mirror at the large purple hickey that masked her neck. Her fingers skimmed over it sightly, before trailing down to touch it’s twin, that rested over her left collarbone. She didn’t know why she had let things progress so far with Kevin. She wasn’t ready for sex, and she wasn’t even sure that she would ever be.
She had to much going right now, and the luggage that a sexual relationship brought, she wasn’t sure if she could handle it right now. Her mind drifted to Xan. He has been a real ass for the last month, and she wasn’t sure what his problem was. All they ever seemed to do lately was argue, and it was always over the same thing, or person........Kevin.
When she had first started dating Kevin, Xan had been adamant about her not seeing him. Kevin had a rep of ‘love’em and leave’em’ and Xan was worried about her getting hurt. But he didn’t know the Kevin that she knew. He was a very sweet guy, with a loving heart. He showed her nothing but complete respect. She ran her fingers over the puckered skin once again.
“Staring at it, won’t make it go away” Liz smiled, leaning against the door. Bel jumped in surprise.
“Mom!” she reached for her robe, trying to conceal the incriminating evidence. She wrapped it around herself, and tighten the belt securely. Liz watched her as she tucked her hair behind her ear, and moved around her room nervously.
“What’s up mom?”
“Nothing, I just thought that we could talk. It’s been awhile since we’ve had a real heart to heart” Liz sat down on her bed, and patted the spot next to her. Bel sat down, and fiddled with her hands. Liz could feel how nervous she was, and she didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.
“Anything you want to talk about? How was practice”
“It was good, coach wants me to knock off two seconds on my time, but otherwise it was ok” Liz nodded in understanding.
“How’s Kevin”
“He’s good” she pushed away from the bed and sat at her vanity. She began to brush her hair. Liz walked up behind her, retrieving the brush and ran it thru her silky mane.
“Bel?”
“Humm” she closed her eyes as the brush massaged her scalp. They had always been open with each other, and Liz wanted to keep things that way.
“Have you and Kevin made love” Bel’s eyes flew open in shock.
“Oh god mom...no” she turned to look her mom in the eye. Liz let out a relieved breath.
“Don’t worry mom, I’m not ready for that yet” she assured her.
“Ok sweetie” she ran her hand over her head “but promise me that if you ever feel
ready, you’ll come to me first” she pleaded with her.
“Ok mom” there was something else she wanted to approach.
“About your brother”
“I really don’t want to talk about him right now, he’s being a real jerk”
“Bel”
“No mom, he walks around here like he’s my father, but he’s not. I have one already, and just because he’s not here doesn’t make Xan his replacement” she huffed, flopping back on her bed.
“Bel, I know that Xan could be overprotective sometimes....”
“A little” Bel snorted.
“Ok a lot, but he can’t help it. It’s a trait he received from your father, and it’s a hard one to let go of. He’s only trying to lookout for you, and it would really help if you came home when you’re suppose to, and not covered in hickeys” she pointed out. Bel could hear the teasing in her voice, and she smiled.
“Promise you’ll try”
“That’s about all I will promise”
“That’s all I’m asking” Liz kissed her fore head.
“I’m going to check on Clare”
“Clare’s back” Bel asked happily.
“Yeah, and if you would have made it home for dinner, you would’ve known” Liz tossed a pillow at her.
“When did she get back”
“This afternoon, she missed you”
“Me too....tell her I’ll be there after my shower”
“Sure.”
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“What’s wrong Xan” he had been in a foul mood every since he picked her up. They were out in the desert, and instead of the usual heavy make out section. He hardly said more then a sentence to her. Xan turned to her, and entwined their fingers.
“I’m sorry Amber. It’s just...I have a lot of things on my mind”
“Like what” she slid across the seat, and straddled his lap.
“Bel....Kevin.......my dad take your pick” she leaned in and kissed his earlobe.
“What about them” her tongue snaked out and rimmed his ear. She slowly began to unbutton his shirt. Any other time, Xan would have welcomed her advances, but right now, he really needed to talk.
“Amber”
“Humm” she ran her hand over his chest, and slowly downwards. She dipped her hand in his jeans and cupped him.
“Amber please” he pulled her hand out of his pants, and redid his shirt.
“What Xan” she sighed in frustration, “if you don’t want to make out, what do you want from me” she bit out angrily. Xan stared at her, and wondered if he really, truly knew her. Turning the ignition, he floored the gas.
“Nothing, I don’t want anything from you” he retorted.
“You want to talk, fine I’m listening”
“Forget it” Xan drove towards town.
“Fine!”
“Fine!”
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Liz sighed as she sunk into the comfort of her bed. Her body was begging for rest, and she was eager to apply. She had made her rounds, checking on the kids, and making sure the windows and doors were locked. Xan had made it home an hour ago, and the look on his face, told her something had happened, but he didn’t want to talk about it. He stated he just wanted to go to his room and go to bed.
When she had looked in on him, he was sprawled across the bed with his headphones on, and she could hear the old sounds of ‘The Counting Crows’ strumming thru the headphones. He had found some of Max’s old Cd’s, and would listen to them when he was upset. She closed his door, figuring he would come to her sooner or later.
Bel and Clare were hold up in Bel’s room. They had sat and talked about Clare’s time at camp over several bowls of ice cream, before falling asleep on the floor. Adam and Claudia had crashed out as soon as their heads hit the pillow. Liz was sure they hadn’t sleep a wink at her mom and dads. Whenever they would spent the night over their, they would come home extremely exhausted. Now that the house was quiet down, she welcomed the arms of sleep.
A smile graced her lips as her dream evaded her mind. He stared at her, and how lovely she looked. The moon shone thru the window, enhancing her beauty. She had long kicked the covers away sometime during the night. She was dressed in a tank top and a pair of his boxers, that were way to big for her, even with the way she had rolled them over several times.
He could see the swell of her stomach, and his pride grew. Knowing that once again his child rested in her womb. He skin was glowing, and he had to touch her. Quietly, he made his way over to the bed. Careful not to wake her, he ran his finger over her bare shoulder, and her skin tingled under his touch. She moaned softly in her sleep, and he became bolder in his ministrations.
He eased down beside her, and spooned her. He ran his large hand over her hip, and walked his fingers up her side. His hand brushed the side of her breast, and another moan erupted from her lips.
“Yes” she sighed. He wasn’t sure if it was from his actions, or the dream she was having, all he knew was that he was growing painfully hard, and wanted to be buried deep within her. He buried his nose in her hair, and inhaled her scent. His hand made its way between her thighs, and he slowly massaged her thigh.
Liz was having the most wonderful dream. It felt so real. He was sitting her senses on fire. She opened her legs to give him more room. He saw her legs spread, and he cupped her heat.
“Please, don’t stop” she moaned, and bucked her hips against his hand. He placed peppered kisses over her face. She was still asleep, but she was still very responsive.
“Liz” he moaned against her ear. Liz could practically hear him moan her name. “Oh god Liz”
Ok, that sound too real. Actually everything about this dream felt too real. She could actually feel his hands on her body, smell his scent,
his taste? He kissed her lips, and let his tongue dart out and taste her.
“Liz” her eyes drifted open slowly, and she gasped in shock.
“Max!”
