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“You look nervous,” Simone remarked once he left the kitchen.
“Is it that obvious?” I chuckled.
“Oh, yeah, but can I give you some advice?”
I heaved a sigh. “Anything would help.”
“I think you have the job already, and this is all a formality. None of the potential nannies have been invited to Jonathan’s home to meet his friends and family. I know you may have some reservations about moving you and your daughter in with a man you don’t know, but I can assure you that Jonathan is one of the good ones. He’s polite, respectful, generous, and his children are well cared for and loved.”
A smile tugged at the corner of my lips. “Does he have any flaws?”
“Yeah…one,” Simone said, motioning for me to lean in. “He’s best friends with Anthony,” she whispered. I snorted.
“I heard that, and I don’t think I approve of this budding friendship,” Anthony interrupted, handing Kiyah the popsicle.
“Thank you,” Kiyah said.
“You’re welcome, Ki. I can call you Ki, right?” She nodded eagerly. “Good. As I was saying, I don’t want to become the topic of your little gossip fests.”
“You should be flattered I even think about you,” Simone taunted.
He leaned in and whispered something in her ear. I watched the playful smirk slip off her face and her breath hitch. She had that look.
It’s the look you make when your man promises to dick you down later and give you a much-needed attitude adjustment. God, I miss Rory. It’s moments like this when I’m reminded I’ll never see or touch him again. My sheets will never smell like him, and I’ll never experience what it feels like to be loved by him again.
I snapped out of it when I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Hey, Kierra. Are you okay?” Simone asked softly. I wiped away my tears fiercely.
“I’m fine. Thank you. Um…where is the restroom?”
“Down that hall,” Simone said, pointing in the direction.
“Do you think—”
“I got her. I’m gonna take her out back to meet with the other kids. Are you okay with that?”
“Thank you. Kiyah, I’ll be right back. Please mind your manners.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I left the kitchen and sought refuge to hide my pain. I locked the bathroom door behind me, sat on the toilet, and cried.
Chapter Five
Jonathan
I heard feet pattering and was tackled from behind. “Hi, Mr. Jonathan!” Kiyah greeted excitedly, looking up at me.
“Hi, Kiyah. It’s good to see you. I’m glad you could make it,” I said, easing her away from the barbecue grill.
“Uncle Ant gave me this!” she exclaimed, shoving her popsicle towards me.
“Uncle Ant, huh? Is that what he told you to call him?” She nodded and broke the popsicle into several pieces before slipping a bit into her mouth.
“No fair. I want a popsicle,” Grant fussed as he joined us on the deck.
“Me too,” Casey huffed.
“Popsicle,” Daisy demanded, following closely behind Casey. She followed him like a shadow. It wasn’t surprising since Grant gave off “touch me and die” vibes like his Uncle Ant.
