Great little fic. Lovely ML interaction and it totally made sense post-Cape Haven. Lovely.

Happily ever after. The way it should be.

Really good writing, I'm serious...

But I think you should've added in the fact that Logan was still in his chair.

I dunno, but it would've really had a bigger effect in the struggle for their want, haha... ,
But I loved it, great job

not really PWP there is a very good plot actually; sensual yes, but not p-rn; very beautiful imagery and very emotional.

Enjoyed it a lot.

Awesome. It has been some time since I have read a rated M fic. I love this and also that episode_

This is a really nice finish to the Cape Havens episode of the series, probably in the category of what should have happened.

I love this on so many levels and not only because it was the first ML story I read in a long time. It brings back why I loved them so much."She felt like she should say something...
You simply get them.

"Pure heat and pressure a perfect, steamy piece, with its only very effective climax. I always thought that Haven had a lot going on, but that they never explored the aftermath thoroughly. Kudos!

I was so happy to see a new story from you, and this was great! It is exactly the type of M story I enjoy reading: enough character interaction so that they feel authentic, and enough heat to generate good action.

You're background for this is also lovely. I like how you incorporate details like that they reeked of smoke. Even if you hadn't labeled it Haven it would have been easy to identify were in the DA canon this belongs.

I hope you have more stories that you're working on!

Love the idea, I’ve always wanted to have a story showing us how they got home (or closer to home and close to each other) and also like the idea of a bit more backland traveling with them being seen as odd strangers by the rural folks."The highway seemed to go on forever. The sky was pitch black and there was nothing to look at except for the endless expanses of evergreens that were illuminated by the tow truck’s headlights and the raindrops that slid furiously across the windshield until they were violently flung aside by the wiper blades.
This is such a great, intense introduction, that atmosphere of lost in the darkness really stresses their tiredness."once proud Victorian homes hiding in their shadows.
Great image
Makes so much sense that Max would be tired and her mind too occupied with catching up with the events to neither notice Logan’s state nor the bed-dilemma. Like I said, I like how the switching of roles of protector and protected is lingering on, leaving Logan more self-confident and Max more vulnerable, making this moment possible."She had passed out after hearing the shots, and by the time she came to, Logan was leaning over her, patting her cheek and awkwardly trying to drag her outside into the fresh air.
Another thing that is hardly ever seen, how Max learns what had happened while she was out and how disorienting it must be, just great. And of course I love her thoughts about Logan"Worry had started to creep around the edges of his mind, and insecurity followed him like a powerful shadow.
Kind of sweet to have this short moment of insecurity after before they fall back into content comfort, which is just the perfect ending.

That was amazing. I am sitting in my hot apartment on this blazing day, reading this steaming fic. I dont know what to do with myself.
Everything about her made him happy

I really enjoyed that line.
She was pure heat and pressure all around him,

And I enjoyed that line...for differnt reasons! :D

Thanks for sharing!

Ah, it's a really beautiful story. Love your descriptions of the scenery and the overall atmosphere you created. And yeah, of course love those M/L moments, the heat, the passion, the realization that they have to be together. Just beautiful!

Favorite parts-...Port Charlotte was an old town, with red brick buildings lining the square and once proud Victorian homes hiding in their shadows. A hill protected the town from the worst of the gusty winds that blew across the bay, but the smell of the ocean was always heavy in the air. It had been a small, quiet town for the last hundred years, and would probably go on being that for the next hundred ...-...“Yeah, you be macho and hemorrhage to death. Good plan. C’mon, Logan, just take your shirt off and let me see.” ...(AH. LOL, very Max-like, cut to the point ... "just take your shirt off wonder why this makes me grin from ear to ear?-...They watched each other intently as he continued to hold her after the seizure subsided and she let her hands linger on his chest longer than was strictly necessary. Finally she said, “Looks okay, but you should probably get some ice on it.
He softly smiled down at her, slowly letting his arms fall away but still holding her in his gaze. “Sure, the ice maker is probably right next to the water heater.” ...(such a wonderful moment you captured here makes me wanna sigh and smile-...“It’s all good.” Max whispered softly. How had she known where his mind had gone? “It’s all really, really good.
And as they finally drifted off to sleep, it really, really was. ...(sigh
Thanks for getting a year older, Griever and thanks for writing her such a great story, Lisa!)

Happy Birthday TO ME Everyone should thank me since its my birthday that managed to get you producing porny fic .. HEH HEH...
SO THANK YOU O GREAT AMAZING SMUTMONGER, bad words or no bad words. This was/is/will always be lovely. So many sweet lines, Logan being all sexy and macho and vulnerable at the same time.
I always thought he should feel proud of himself that he managed to hold his own in Haven, instead of being angsty and moody.

Loved this so much. THANK YOU

Your problem, Lisa, is that you're all bark and no bite. You go around pretending to be this huge smutmonger, ripping Logans shirt off all the time, but in reality you can't write anything stronger than an R without making yourself blush. You call this PWP? There aren't even any bad words! Sheesh...maybe next time you can just send her the roses.