Dreams and Wishes!
Maxwell leans back in his chair in full content. He made a lot of progress with his work the last few hours. Just then, the phone rings.
"Maxwell Sheffield! Ah, CC... dinner tonight?...What?...You have good news?!...Yeah, why not..well, see you later. Bye."
Maxwell hurries upstairs to get ready. Actually, he doesn't feel like having dinner with CC and listening to her chatter. But it is better than sitting around at home all alone. So he boards the limo and is on his way to pick up CC.
Nigel returns from his outing late at night. He is in a good mood and has a slight buzz. However, he is surprised when he finds the bed empty. He looks into the bathroom. She isn't there either. Then he discovers that there shines a light in the small room. Fran is lying in one bed sleeping. She seems to be dreaming wildly. She repeatedly moves back and forth, moaning and breathing heavily. He sits down on the bedside and kisses her.
"Fraann, wake up!" Fran's eyes snap open and when she recognizes the man above her, she slides away a bit in panic.
"Oyy Nigel, you frightened me, terrible!"
"You're usually not this gunshy. Why are you lying here anyway?"
"Ahem.. Well.. I thought it's better. Here I have more peace and can't infect you either. Besides, I won't bother you if I have to go out."
"I like being disturbed by you, though." He wants to kiss her and takes her in his arms.
"Let me, Nigel. I'm miserable." Nigel stands up.
"Then sleep well!" Mortified, he leaves the room. Is he imagining it, or is Fran acting strangely? He doesn't know her that way.
Fran, meanwhile, sits up in bed and is a mess. She dreamed about Maxwell. They were on a deserted island. They sat by the fire and she fed him with pineapple. Suddenly, they were lying together in the sand, kissing wildly. She could still feel his soft hands as he caressed and touched her all over her body. Her arousal rises as she remembers how he caressed her breasts in her dream and teased them with his tongue. How they finally melted into each other. With his skillful movements, he made her moan and scream. Breathing heavily, she lies in bed and completely absorbs in her dream she falls asleep again.
Maxwell comes home annoyed. The evening with CC was terrible. She only talked about herself and what they two could do now that everyone was gone. When will this woman finally realize that he wants nothing from her? What made matters even worse the entire time he thought about Fran. He wished he would spend the evening with her. They would talk about everything, joke around, laugh and dance. He could have pulled her tightly against him to feel her. Completely lost in thoughts, he goes to bed.