The Twinge in his Heart

Disclaimer: Don’t own it, just wrote it.


The twinge in his heart



It’s a peaceful night in Manhatten, but not at the Sheffield’s mansion...
“C’mon dad, it was just a kiss. I’m 18 years old!” “ I don’t care, even if you are 30, I will not allow you to have boys in my bloody house who are making out with you on my couch!” At that moment Fran is entering the kitchen just wearing a large t-shirt: “What’s goin’ on here?” “ I was coming in when I found my underaged daughter half-naked oe coe couch making out with some bloke,” Maxwell angrily responds. “ Dad...” “ We will discuss this tomorrow Margaret, go to your room now!” Maggie gives Fan an imploring look and ascends the stairs up to her room leaving Fran and Max alone in the kitchen.


“Oh Mr. Sheffield,” Fran starts, but Maxwell doesn’t let her finish. “Miss Fine, where had you been? You are her nanny and you have the responsibility for her!” Fran tries to calm him down:” But Mr. Sheffield, you have to trust Maggie and you must know that she would never do something rushed. Besides, I know her friend and he seems to be a very nice boy.” Slowly calming down Maxwell realizes that he might have overreacted. “You’re right, maybe I overeacted, but I can’t help myself. She has grown up so fast and every time I look at her I see a little girl who needs protection.


Fran loved Max’s passion, even though it was caused by anger.


He’s now taking her hand into his and touches her hand with his thumb. They remain in this position much longer than it was appropriate for an employee-employer relationship.


Fran looks down at her hand, it seems so right to have his warm hand touching hers.


“Miss Fine...” “ Don’t say anything, just...” She reaches over to give Maxwell a quick peck on his cheek, but Maxwell turns his head to reach her soft lips. Fran is obviously surprised at this quick turn of events.

Maxwell slides his tongue into her beckoning mouth and is absorbed by a strong feeling of love for this beautiful woma

Their kisses become more intense while their tongues are teasing each other. Maxwell recognizes that she is only wearing her large t-shirt and so he lets his hands wander under it to touch her smooth skin. He doesn’t dare to touch her tempting breasts, though.” I want you to touch me,” she whispers seductively into his ear. So Maxwell, now encouraged by her words, found her breast and nipple for the first time. He gently caresses it with his thumb and they harden immediately. This is driving him crazy and he becomes increasingly aroused. Fran thinks she is dreaming: Oy, can he kiss or what? I’m melting like ice cream in the burning sun.


She grabs his behind and feels his arousal against her heated body. Without any hesitation he also grabs her and carries her over to the table where he positions her on. “ Oh my god, what are you doing to me?”, is all he manages to say before he begins to undress her ferociously. He rips off her thin shirt while he is placing butterfly kisses around her navel. “ I love you Maxwell,” Fran breathes into his earlobe.


Suddenly Max stops and backs away. “I’m so sorry Miss Fine, but we can’t do this.” “Oh my god, I can’t believe that this is happening right now!”, Fran shouts while she is collecting her clothes from the kitchen floor. “Please Miss Fine, you see this has gone too far and we had to stop this. It’s late...I’m going to bed...good night,” with the lhe leaves the kitchen and heads to his bedroom. Why did you do this you idiot. You wanted her, why are you so bloody stupid?


Downstairs in the kitchen Fran is still reflecting on the situation which is unfolded to her, when she hears footsteps in liviliving room. Brighton and Gracie are both spending the night at their friends’ homes. “Niles?”, she calls, but there is no answer. Maybe it’s Mr. Sheffield who wants to apologize. Nah, I don’t think he would do that. She dismisses her thought and heads for the living room.


“Niles, why didn’t ya answer when I called ya?” “Oh I’m sorry Miss Fine, but didn’t hear you calling my name.” “Oy, that’s a shocker!”, Fran winks at Niles. “Is something wrong with you, Niles?” “Inothnothing to be worrieout,out, but what’s going on between you and Mr. Sheffield? I overheard your...well... let’s say conversation. I’m so happy for you,” Niles says overjoyed. “I’m sorry to disappoint ya Niles, but Mr. Sheffield backed away again,” Fran sighs. “What happened? I mean the the bloody hell caused him to back away again? I can’t understand his behavior.” “I told him that I love him while we were kissing. I think that might have scared him the most. I can’t help because it’s true. I LOVE THIS MAN. What shall I do?” “Go upstairs and tell him that once and for all. If he doesn’t react this time, we’ve still the possibility to elope,” Niles chuckles. “I will do that. Thank you.” Niles hugs her and retreats to his own room.


Okay Mista Sheffield, I’m coming up now and I’ll scream it into ya face! So she goes upstairs and heads for his bedroom.


Maxwell is still awake, although it is 2am. He can’t sleep in his cold and lonely bed because he must think about Miss Fine. Even in his thoughts he isn’t able to call her by her first name. Why is their whole relationship so complicated? Because you make it so complicated. Huh? Where did that come from?


Knock, knock. “Niles come in” “No, I’m sorry Mr. Sheffield, it’s just me. I really don’t want to bother you, but I must tell you something...” “Miss Fine, it’s 2.15 in the morning and I’m very tired, so if you want to talk about the thing in the kitchen about 30minutes ago I suggest we will wait until we both had had some sleep.” “Oh, now we’re having another ‘thing’? Maybe ‘the thing’ volume two? Mr. Sheffield, I can’t take this anymore...” “Please Miss Fine, I don’t want to discuss this with you right now. So would you please be so kind and leave my room,” Max says guiding her to the door. “ I will leave your room immediately, but at first I’ll tell you that I love you...and now I’ll leave you,” with that Fran exits, but comes back immediately. “Don’t you want to say anything? Please say something!” Fran looks lovingly into his face, but can’t tell what he is thinking at the moment. After an eternity for her, Maxwell slowly begins: “Leave me alone, please, because I don’t share this feeling of love with you. You have to understand that you’re just my nanny and the thing in the kitchen was just an accident that will never happen again.”


Fran notices that he said this without even looking at her. “I don’t believe you, you’re so repressed, why aren’t you able to admit that you have feelings for me which go far beyond an employee-employer relationship?
“
“So you think I’m repressed?” He seizes hold of her small hand and pulls her closer. “No, please don’t continue with that or you’ll regret this in the morning,” she begs. “I am not repressed, if you want me to have sex with you, you can have that. I’m a man and I’ve needs. Every day you breeze into my office wearing another breathtaking outfit and you start flirting with me. You torture me every single day and sometimes I think you don’t even know what you’re doing to me. But all this will end now and I’ll have that body for which I longed so long!” He begins to undress himself never breaking their eye-contact. “Good night Mr. Sheffield,” a very hurt Fran retorts. “C’mon Miss Fine, let’s have some fun together, perhaps I will give you a raise.”

“Tears were now streaming down Fran’s face and she runs down the hall until she reaches her bedroom, followed by Maxwell.


“Oh really Miss Fine, my bed is much more comfortable than yours, but I don’t care.” Now facing Fran he notices that she is crying and retreats to his ownroomroom without saying another word.


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Fran lays in her bed, she isn’t crying anymore, she is too hurt to cry.
The next day Maggie talks to her father and Maxwell admits that he has overreacted. “I’m sorry Margaret, you’re old enough and I trust you.” Thank you dad. You know I would never do something that would disappoint you.” Maggie glances at her watch. “Oh, I’m already late, bye daddy.” She give Max a short peck on his cheek and leaves.


Back in his offiice he’s trying to get some work done when Fran comes in.”I’m leaving now Mr.Sheffield. Maggie, Brighton and Gracie won’t be back until Sunday. Have a nice weekend,” she says without looking at him.


“Wait please Miss Fi...Fran,” he says while he’s getting up fom his chair, “can you ever forgive me for being such a bloody cad? I’m so sorry for hurting your feelings. I don’t know how I can make it up to you.” “It’s okay Mr. Sheffield. You’re right, I’m just your nanny and that’s all,” Fran sobs.


Suddenly Max comes closer to Fran and holds her hand. “Fran, you are the love of my live and I acted like an idiot.” “Why did you push me away?” she cries. “Fran I’m so sorry, but I was so scared. Every time I kiss you it feels like I’m betraying Sarah. I feel so guilty about loving another woman. I thought if I hurt you, you would leave and I wouldn’t be able to betray Sarah. That’s why I said all these horrible things. I thought I could go through with this, but I can’t deny my feelings.”


Both are crying now and gazing into each others eyes. “Please Maxwell, don’t play with me,” Fran begs in flood of tears. Maxwell starts to touch her salty lips with his own.


“Say it Maxwell,” Fran commands. “I love you, my darling,” then he deepens their now more passionate kiss and slides his tongue into her warm and inviting mouth.


“We’re having the house all to ourselves,” Maxwell whispers seductively. “So?” Fran teases him. “I would say we continue this in my bedroom,” he responds in between kisses. She pushes him closer to her own trembling body. He takes this as a yes and lifts her up to carry her upstairs.


The End