Where you work at the museum and Maxwell arrives and immediately you fall for him.

Maxwell invites you to the grand opening and things heat up between you.

Some swearing but mostly fluff and fun.

........................

"Y/N?" Your boss is calling your name and you turn. You also nearly drop a rare and expensive jewel that is supposed to be hundreds of years old.

You fumble with the jewel and quickly replace it on the counter in back and hurry forward.

"Mr. Lord, this is Y/N," your boss says, gesturing at you. "She's in charge of our Egyptian collection."

Maxwell Lord steps forward, his hand extended and that self-assured grin in his face. You force the corners of your mouth to an upward position and shake his hand.

Oh. My. Gosh. You cannot believe this. The Maxwell Lord is here and shaking your hand. Ahhh! When you woke up this morning, you had no idea that you'd be speaking with Maxwell Lord today.

Maxwell releases your hand, the smile still in place.

"It's indeed a pleasure to make the acquaintance of such a lovely young woman, such as yourself."

"Uh, uh, yeah! You too, Mr. Lord. I'm a huge fan."

Maxwell chuckles warmly and oh my goodness, you nearly melt into a puddle on the floor.

Maxwell walks closer to to the arrangements of different things setting out on the counter. He gently grazes his fingers over over them.

"These are incredible!" Maxwell exclaims, grinning at you, like you're personally responsible for each and every piece sitting there.

You feel your face get warm and you know that you must be blushing furiously.

"Are you planning on attending the grand opening this evening?"

"Of course."

"I would be honored if you'd be my date." SHUT. UP.

Maxwell Lord wants you to attend the grand opening with... you? What the hell was in that fruit punch you drank during lunch. Had someone spiked it and now, you're hallucinating?

"Well?" Maxwell prompts. "Would you attend with me?"

"Yes!" Your mouth seems to respond before the rest of you can. Maxwell grins and you're screaming inside.

"Marvelous! I'll meet you here, at say, six thirty?" You feel your head nod.

"Cool." Maxwell gives you a thumbs up before exiting the back room and you scream the second you're alone again.

.......................

You buy a new dress, just for the occasion. It's pale blue and sparkly. You can't believe this is really going to happen.

You freeze, reaching out to press a hand against your bedroom wall. Oh god. What if Maxwell stands you up?

What if he doesn't stand you up and you make a total fool out of yourself in front of him?

Why did you say yes? Your mind screams at you? That was stupid, stupid, stupid!

You start to feel light headed and the room is suddenly spinning and you have to make a quick dash for the bathroom and are sick for a few minutes.

You clean your face and hands off, checking to make sure that you didn't get any vomit on your new dress. Luckily, it looks good.

You fix your makeup and check the time. It's almost six twenty and it takes about ten minutes to reach the museum. You gather your purse and coat and hurry off.

........................

Maxwell was waiting for you, right at the entrance to the museum. He's wearing a tuxedo and you nearly faint because he looks so handsome.

He comes to gently take your arm and you smile at him.

"You look positively divine, my dear," Maxwell tells you.

"As you do," you say. "That tux looks like it was tailored made just for you."

Maxwell laughs and gives your arm a gentle squeeze. Oh my. If Maxwell continues to touch you, you're not sure you're going to make it.

"As does that dress you're wearing."

"Um, thanks. I actually just bought it today."

Maxwell gently turns you and the look on his face is purely tender. Ahhh!

"It suits you, Y/N. Truly. Also, I want to say thank you for agreeing to be my date for this evening."

"You're quite welcome, Mr. Lord."

"Please, it's Maxwell." You smile.

"All right, Maxwell."

"I'm one lucky son of a bitch to have someone as lovely as you with me. I hope everyone else gets terribly jealous."

"I'm not sure they will. Not of me."

"You never know, my dear."

.......................

The grand opening is a major success! You raise a lot of extra money to help out the museum.

But the best part was what happened after the grand opening ended and Maxwell suggested that you both take a late night walk.

"Unless you're too tired?"

"Not at all." You hold tightly to Maxwell's arm, feeling like you're floating, not walking through the dark streets of Washington DC.

"I have to admit, Maxwell, I was a little shocked that such a handsome and successful man as yourself would be interested in me."

"Why shouldn't I be interested in you, Y/N?" Maxwell asks. "You're a success in your own right, having such a fantastic job at this beautiful museum. And you're very pretty."

Maxwell stops walking and turns to you, gently taking your face in his hands and gently kisses you. OH. MY. GOD! Maxwell Lord just kissed you!

He pulls away, but you grab the lapels of his tuxedo and kiss him back. You kiss for a long time.

You smile and snuggle up against Maxwell the gently wraps his arms around you. You definitely like that.

"This has been the most magical night, Maxwell. Thank you for making it so."

"It was my pleasure."

.......................

Maxwell walks you home, yet you're reluctant to leave him. You ask if he'd like to come in for a few minutes. He agrees, much to your delight.

"You have a lovely place," Maxwell remarks, looking around. You thank him.

"You're too kind. Would you like something to drink?"

"What do you have available?"

"How about a quick glass of wine?" Maxwell smiles and gently kisses your forehead.

"That sounds wonderful."

You get the wine and have a few extra minutes with Maxwell. You write down your phone number and pass it over to Maxwell, who in turn, gives you his number.

"I hate to go, but unfortunately, I have an early morning meeting and I must be in top shape for it."

Maxwell gently kisses you again and you love the feel of his full lips on yours.

"Good night, Maxwell. And thanks again for such a magical night."

"Good night, Y/N. Yes, indeed it was. I shall call you later."

"Yes. Goodbye." Maxwell blows you a kiss and you smile.  Yes, that was wonderful.