Bosa Higgs: Reflections of Blood (part 10)

 You can read the prequel(Part 9) to this episode here:

Max: Damn it, the picture did not match any known addresses but hopefully the fingerprint readout will.  The phone was in Max's hands again as he dialed the office.       
Hey, its Max, I need you to run something for me. I'm uploading it right now.  Call me back when you get the results.

Max hung up and took a deep breath and exhaled the air slowly.  We need rest, he said.  The night is falling and we have been going at this since the morning.  I'll drop you off and tomorrow early in the morning I'll pick you up.  I still have some work at the office to do.
Bosa was in such momentum that she had to keep on going.  She just had to.  Her body did not feel any aches.  Every single muscle was in a state of readiness  but she respected Max and believed in his judgment. Bosa: I agree.  I'm tired too and I am so in a need for some sleep.  Bosa said that even knowing that she will be up for the entire night in her room of clocks thinking about her visions.
Computer: You have arrived.  Max swiftly stepped out of the car to get Bosa's door.
She was pleased that he did so.

Max: My lady- Bosa's eyes started sparkling and this uneasy feeling flown through her body.  She shivered in his arms.  She loved it.  Max drew his lips closer and closer until each of them could sense the pattern of the other breathing.  A second  slowed to infinity, time stopped and ceased to exist as if  they were traveling on a wave of light.  They were swimming in each others eyes.  Their breathing synced up and their hearts pounded at the same rate.  Then a fusion:  lips joined and a squeaky sound was released.
Bosa: Want to come in? 
Max: If you insist! Bosa playfully hit him in the shoulder and ran into the building.  Max stayed,observed the environment, an obvious detective tick, shifted his head to the left and to the right and when he made sure that there was nothing suspicious he sprinted after her.
They entered the apartment.  The atmosphere was steaming up.

He bumped her with his bumper. They were bumper to bumper.  Almost motionless, he was shifting gears and accelerating.  At one point of time he pressed the brakes and went in reverse.  Bosa decided to take over the wheel, pressed the pedal to the metal and looked at him in the mirror.
Bosa: Buckle up, its going to be a bumpy ride: she shifted into drive. The drive was as automatic as manual.
The key was in the ignition.  They were not parked anymore.

It was an exciting night.  Culmination of their long lived feelings for each other.  If they were bees, each touch was like a new flower for them.