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Chapter 30

I cried into Maxon's shirt for hours. How could they all... Why would someone do this... I couldn't even think of it.
"America, darling, everything is going to be okay." How could he know?
"Don't say that, Maxon. You don't know what it's like to lose your en... entire family to a group of rag tag rebels. You've never lost someone that you care so deeply about that you forget everything else in the world around you." His face was neutral and his arms went slack.
"Maybe I don't, America, but I have lost you many times. Like right now, for instance. You don't understand that I'm here for you and I know it's like to loose someone you love because I've lost you." The tears that hadn't yet fallen, fell down my face. He was right.
"Maxon. I'm so sorry. I didn't even think about you in this situation. I'm sorry." I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him best as I could in our sitting position.
"It's fine, darling. its okay to be sad about these types of things, it's normal." I cried onto his shoulder for a long while and only did I stop
until I realized Maxon had been in this predicament before. He's lost a family member too, after all.
"Maxon, has your father said anything since he's left?" I asked him. His eyes downcast and he shook his head.
"No the bastard hasn't said a word. Just friend to break into our home and kill us all." His arms around my body tightened and the heat coming off of him frightened me.
I reached up and cupped his face. "Hey, it's okay. We'll get through this together," I told him. He gave me a weak smile and nodded his head. We went back to sitting in comfortable silence until my mind started racing again.
"Maxon, when are we going to get married?" He looked down at me with a confused glare. "I mean, don't you think we should get a date? Maybe with everything happening right now it would be a good distraction," I explained.
"Well, when do you want a wedding is the question. It's totally up to you." He smiled and looked me in the eyes while he was talking.
"I want one as soon as possible. I want to be completely yours. I want to know that I'll never loose you and that we will be together forever," I vowed. I didn't know I was crying again until he was wiping the tears from my face.
"America, I will always be yours and I will never, ever, leave you. You're the only person that I want to be with and have my babies and grow old with. Only you. It's always been you." A tear slowly trickled down his cheek and I wiped it away with my thumb. He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on my lips and pulled my body closer to him. I put my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss by pressing my mouth to his harder. As his lips started to move against mine I made my way into his lap. His hands played with the bottom of my shirt and it eventually went over my head and onto the floor. His shirt and my pants went along with it.
I was practically nude in front of him and him only partially. I pulled my hands out of his hair and made my way to his belt. I slowly, agonizingly slow, started to unbuckle it and pulled it off of him.
The hunger coming from deep inside me was starting to surface and I didn't think I could control it. I just knew whatever was about to happen would carry on into the night.