I am torn as to what to do about this story. I am getting a lot of feedback for my other storeies but not much for this one and I am unsure as to whether I should continue it or not. I would like to because I already have the whole story planned out...please let me know what you think.
Maya 
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Part 2
“What’s wrong with you?” Michael asked his son as he joined them on the terrace dragging his heels, his head hung low.
Zach just grunted and shrugged his shoulders.
“Bella got mad at me because I asked Anna to dance before I asked her to dance. I didn’t even really want to dance with either of them.” He sighed.
“So why did you then?” Michel questioned him exchanging a grin with Max and Alex.
“Mom told me to ask her.” He said hanging his head in defeat. “I didn’t think it would be a big deal. It was just a dance.”
‘But it was a big deal?” Michael asked.
“Well ya I guess” He shrugged again. “I mean Bella isn’t talking to me now.” He paused looking down slightly embarrassed “And” there was something else he wanted to say but then that thought better of it.
“And what?” his father prodded him.
“When I danced with Anna my palms were sweaty and I felt weird.”
“You felt weird?” Max’s voice was both teasing and questioning. He and Alex had been trying to stay silent, allowing Michael to talk to his son but now that his daughter was involved he couldn’t help bringing himself into the conversation.
“That’s what I said, uncle Max.”
“You haven’t even hit puberty yet. You won’t be looking at girls that way for a few more years.” Max explained. “Until then Anna is off limits.” He said trying to be firm but the words came out with a laugh. Liz had been right about the kids starting to notice each other and if his daughter wasn’t involved he would actually find it funny
“So is Bella.” Alex is chuckled.
“Dad.” Zach whined looking for some support from his father.
“Don’t look at me. Father’s are always overprotective of their daughters.” Michael explained.
“What about son’s?”
“Oh you can look after yourself.” Michael said patting him on the back.
“I just want to understand girls. That’s all. Last year things were easy and now there hard.”
“Oh you want to understand girls.” Michael said. “Take a number.”
Zach looked even more confused.
“I’ll let you in on a little secret. You’ll never understand them.” He whispered.
Zach turned to look at Max and Alex who both nodded. “It’s true Zach. We still don’t understand women.” Max explained.
“So what do I do?”
“Just do what we do, keep trying” Max said giving him a squeeze on the shoulder.
“You guys are nuts.” Zach shook his head and left the terrace heading back onto he dance floor. He had asked a simple question, all he needed was an answer, and instead he left the terrace more confused than he had entered it.
Suddenly an arm reached out and pulled him into the corner of the room.
“Uncle Kyle!” Zach exclaimed
“I heard the whole thing.” Kyle shook his head.
“You need a real man to give you some advice.” He said puffing up his chest. “Come on let’s go get some hot chocolate.”
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Max arrived back at the room once the evening had ended to find Liz already in bed, the lights off.
He removed his tux, hung it in the closet and walked over to the bed in his boxers. “I thought you were going to wait up for me?” He said as he pulled the covers back on his side of the bed and got in.
His comment was met with silence but he knew Liz was still awake because as soon as he tried to move closer to her she turned onto her side so that her back was facing him.
“Liz?” He questioned putting his hand on her shoulder.
Liz rolled over onto her back and let out a sigh.“God Max, you didn’t honestly think I would be ok with hiring a nanny did you?” She asked in an angry tone.
“Well I….I” He wasn’t quite sure how to respond. Damn it. He knew the moment Alex suggested the idea Liz wasn’t going to like it.
“You what?” She asked crossing her arms over her chest and looking at him like she did Anna when she was scolding her for bad behavior.
Max just groaned and laid down on his back staring up at the ceiling. Shit. Alex must have talked to Liz. Couldn’t he have waited until tomorrow? Talk about bad timing. It had been close to 2 weeks since he and Liz had been intimate and he felt like he was about to explode.
“Cat got your tongue?” She smirked when Max still hadn’t answered.
“Liz” Max rolled over onto his side to face her, leaning on his elbow for support. “The nanny wouldn’t replace you. It’s just with you going back to work I thought it would be a help. That’s all.” He tried to explain.
Liz cocked an eyebrow at him. “And you couldn’t talk to me about it yourself? I can’t believe you sent my brother, the king to talk to me.”
“I’m sorry.” He said as his eyes averted Liz’s gaze, focusing on the hem of the comforter instead.
“Just how sorry are you?” She asked. If he didn’t know better he would think there was suggestiveness in her voice but that wasn’t possible was it? Wasn’t she mad at him? Max looked up to meet Liz’ eyes and was surprised to see that her stern expression had broken into a small grin.
“Very” He said with a smile. What was going on here?
Liz burst out laughing causing Max to give her a puzzled look.
“You were never mad at me were you?” He asked.
“Nope.” She laughed. “Just having fun. Your so easy to tease Max, really.”
‘Oh really” he said cocking an eyebrow and immediately grabbing his pillow and giving Liz a light tap with it.
“Two can play at that game.” Liz said as she reached for her pillow and hit him back.
Before she knew it Max had flipped her over onto her back and was tickling her until she cried out mercifully for her to stop.
“So your really ok with it?” Max asked her after they had called a truce.
“Alex mentioned it to me earlier and I thought it was a good idea. Of course I told him he would have to agree with a few things first.”
“Like what?”
“We agreed I would be responsible for developing the requirements and developing a list of potential nannies, Michael will then do a thorough background check to screen out the undesirables and then I will interview perspective candidates and make the final decision.”
“Oh that’s all?” He asked with a laugh. Now he understood why Liz had agreed to it.
“Oh” She said excitedly turning her bedside table lamp on reaching for her notebook. “I started a list in all the attributes we are looking for in a nanny. Do you want to see it?”
Max laughed. That was his Liz, always a planner. Alex probably thought he had achieved something getting Liz to agree but in reality she was the one who had the real triumph.
“How about.” Max said taking the notebook from her. ‘I look at this tomorrow.” He placed the notebook on top of his side table. “And we use our time alone more wisely.”
“What exactly are you suggesting, wise one?” She purred straddling his hips
“How about I show you?” He said with a growl taking her lips fiercely and running his fingers through her silky hair.
Liz nipped his ear lightly with her teeth, dipping her tongue inside causing shivers down Max’s spine. She trailed kisses down his neck and rubbed her hands across his chest.
Max growled and lifted Liz’s arms up, pulling her negligee off in one swift motion and then quickly flipping her over so that he was on top.
He leaned back admiring her in all her naked glory for a few seconds, no matter how much time passed he never grew tired of looking at her. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
“So beautiful.” He said as he leaned forward and kneaded one of her rosy nipples between his fingers.
“Max.” She begged and he immediately bent down taking the nipple in his mouth.
After giving the other nipple equal attention, their mouths met again, their tongues exploring every inch of each other.
Their lower bodies ground against each other creating a friction that was almost unbearable.
“Max.” Liz whimpered as she reached down grabbing the waist band of his boxers and pulling them down his legs. She needed to feel closer to him.
Max gently parted Liz’s legs, and ran his middle finger across her folds. He brought his finger up to his mouth and licked it clean.
“Your so wet baby and you taste so good.” He said his eyes dark with hunger.
“Only for you Max.” She said causing Max to groan again.
Max had wanted to take things slowly, but he couldn’t, 2 weeks was too long and he needed to be inside her now. He immediately thrust into her filling her completely.
Within seconds they found a rhythm that was all their own rocking against each other.
A few minutes later Liz pushed them into a sitting position so that she could feel Max deeper and harder. “Faster Max” She screamed and he quickened the pace.
“Oh god Liz.” He could feel the tension building. “So close”
“Max.” She screamed as she went over the edge. A few seconds later he followed her filling her with his seed, then collapsing on top of her.
“God” He said resting his forehead against hers as they rolled over onto their sides. “Let’s never wait that long again.”
Liz smiled as she snuggled up to Max into a much needed sleep.
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Max woke up early and got dressed in his golfing gear. Ever since that day he, Alex, Michael and Kyle had disappeared on their pregnant wives for a few hours on purpose they had spent Sunday mornings golfing together on the palace grounds.
He chuckled to himself when he remembered that day.
He and the guys arrived back at the palace around 6 pm expecting they would have dinner with their wives but were unable to find them.
“They left at 4pm, your highness.” The maid explained when Alex inquired on their whereabouts.
“Where did they go?”
“They didn’t say.” She replied shrugging her shoulders.
“Liz is 8 months pregnant. How far could she go?” Max had asked horrified.
“Kyle, Michael, get your best security guards together and search every inch of the grounds.” Alex demanded.
The grounds were searched over and over again, carriages were sent into town but their wives were not found. The men spent the rest of the evening pacing the palace, worrying, calling everyone and every place they knew to no avail. Come 10 pm they were starting to panic.
Suddenly laughter was heard echoing from the kitchen and the men ran to the kitchen to find the girls had entered through the maid’s entrance and were talking and laughing amongst themselves.
“Where were you?” They all asked at the same time.
“Oh we decided to go out to dinner.” Vilandra answered nonchalantly.
“And than we felt like dancing.” Liz added as if it was something they did every day.
“So we found this great dance bar in town and just let loose.” Maria added.
Let loose? Max paled. The idea of his 8 month pregnant wife gyrating her hips in a dance club sent him into a tailspin. What was she thinking? What if something had happened? He ran over to her pulling her into his arms and kissing her nose, eyes, cheeks and finally her lips.
“You shouldn’t have gone out without a guard Vilandra. You’re the Queen. It was dangerous.” Alex argued pulling her into a hug.
“Oh it was no big deal. We wore plain clothes .” She motioned to her attire, a low cute sequenced top the showed her ample cleavage and a pair of jeans. Even though she was 5 months along and had a small belly showing she looked gorgeous.
“But Liz is 8 months a long. It was dangerous.” Max was angry.
“You should have at least told us where you were going.” Michael huffed staring coldly at Maria.
“Oh were you mad Max?” Liz asked.
“yes.”
“Good.” She shouted as she, Vilandra and Maria breezed past the men heading towards their rooms.
“What?” Micheal yelled after them. “What is that supposed to mean?”
All three women turned around and smiled.
“Now you know what it feels like to find your spouse has left the palace without telling you and you have no idea where they are.” Vilandra exclaimed.
The men dropped their head in shame. They had learned their lesson well.
Liz walked over to her husband and took his hand. “If you needed some men time you should have just told us. We would have understood.”
Max just nodded.
In reality the women hadn’t gone to dinner or a dance club but had spent the evening watching movies with Serena the gardener in her cottage on the grounds. But the men didn’t need to ever know that. What was important was that the woman had made their point, the men never disappeared again. The days events did make them realize that their husbands occasionally needed some time away from the estrogen. Out of this realization the Sunday morning golf routine was born.
Just as Max was about to leave the bedroom Liz woke up screaming.
"Sweetheart are you ok?” Max asked rushing to her side.
She nodded trying to calm her heart which was beating rapidly.
“Kivar?” He asked.
“Yes.”
It had been nine years but Liz still had nightmares about Kivar. It was usually when she was stressed about something going on in her life.
“What is it?” He asked.
“I start work tomorrow.”
“You don’t have to.” He said reassuringly sitting down beside her on the bed and pushing her hair out of her face.
“I want to. I just feel bad leaving my baby.” She explained.
“I’m not going to go golf.” He said pulling his golf shirt off and throwing it on the bed, as he started to get back into bed with her.
“No go.” She said picking up the shirt and handing it back to him.
“But your upset.”
“Max, it’s not a big deal. Enjoy your game. Besides, I have a nanny to hire.” She said happily as she got out of bed and headed into the bathroom to take a shower.
Max laughed at how quickly her mood had changed. Zach was right. Women were hard to understand. They were impossible but so worth all the effort.
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Liz was sitting pen and notebook in hand with Vilandra and Maria on the sun porch.
“So we have experience as our most important criteria followed by first aid, teaching experience so they can help with homework, and knowledge of nutrition. She must have the ability to set limits. I don’t want her to be easily manipulated by the kids.”
Maria nodded. If she was a pushover the kids would recognize it immediately and all hell would break loose.
“It would be great if she was musical.” Maria added.
“Good idea.” Liz smiled adding musical aptitude to her list.
“She shouldn’t be attractive.” Vilandra added.
Liz rolled her eyes. “Who cares what she looks like.” Liz was exasperated. Couldn’t Vilandra take this seriously?
“What matters is that she keeps the kids safe and is a good role mode;.” Liz explained.
“It will matter when she’s making goo goo eyes at our husbands.” Vilandra argued.
Maria and Liz exchanged looks.
“Good point.” Maria exclaimed.
“Noted.” Liz added not attractive to her list.
