Never Underestimate Destiny

Part 37

Liz stretched and yawned as the morning sun filtered through her windows, feeling sated and complete after the incredible night with Zan and Max. They were still in her bed and she was being held between their two bodies.

Liz had lost count how many times they'd had sex, as her incredible men wrapped her in a haze of desire bringing her to mind – blowing climaxes again and again.

Between the marathon lovemaking sessions, they'd taken time to just be close, touching, kissing and talking about their future. Then Max or Zan would recover enough to start the whole thing over again.

Finally, exhausted, they'd all fallen into a deep sleep.

Reaching out she smoothed her hand over Max's chest, kissing him softly, and then turned to Zan, doing the same. They were both still deeply asleep and hardly moved as she touched them.

It was so good to finally relax completely, knowing they were safe. There were no more enemies trying to kill them, and all of her friends and loved – ones were alive and safe and happy.

And suddenly she had the overwhelming urge to write it all down.

She hadn't even thought about her journal for a long time, hadn't considered writing in it at all. So many things had been happening, and so much was uncertain that she couldn't face reliving it by writing it out.

But now everything was settled, and she wanted to put it all on paper.

Carefully she slid out of bed, not wanting to wake Zan and Max, and wrapped herself in a robe.

For the first time in months Liz silently removed the loose brick out of her wall and withdrew her diary. Crossing the room as quietly as she could, she carefully raised the window and climbed out her onto the balcony.

She sat in the lounge chair and settled the journal in her lap. It was where she had written her first entry in the journal just a year and a half ago.

So many things had happened it that time it didn't seem possible.

Max had healed her and told her his secret and they'd fallen in love, but it certainly hadn't been easy. They had been kept apart by so many things, Tess and Nasedo, the Special Unit, the aliens' destiny, then finally Future Max.

It seemed at times that the entire universe was against them.

Liz paused in her thoughts to look back inside at her two loves. Zan and Max were still peacefully asleep in her bed.

She couldn't believe how far the three of them had come so quickly. She certainly would have never guessed that she would find love and be so incredibly happy.

It had only been a little over a month ago that Future Max had come to her, and she thought she would never be happy again. But now she was in a relationship with the two most incredible, beautiful men in this or any other galaxy.

She didn't know exactly what their future would be, but she did know that she didn't want to hide her relationship with Max and Zan.

It was unorthodox sure, but there had to be a way to help people accept them together.

First, she thought, they needed to introduce Zan to her parents, and come up with some kind of story to explain his resemblance to Max. Perhaps they could tell everyone he was Max's brother, or twin.

But that was the easy part. Explaining that she was dating both of them would be a bit harder. She knew that her parents and Max's would be worried about one or both of them being hurt in a relationship like theirs, and there was really nothing she could do to reassure them. They would just have to see that it worked for the three of them, and maybe then they could accept it.