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I exhaled sharply and faced her, then I started talking, because what other choice did I have? Tanya was right—I needed to talk to someone, because sooner or later, these thoughts about my nanny would drive me insane. I needed to get her permanently out of my head.
Chapter Ten
Laura
It was Monday evening. Maja was already asleep, and Spencer wasn’t home yet. He’d come back on Friday late and in a bad mood. We didn’t say much to each other, and after Maja was asleep, I hurried home. I was glad I’d had a weekend off. I could really recharge my batteries again for Monday.
Maja and I were getting on well, but tonight, she had barely listened to me and hadn’t even touched her dinner, likely because of Spencer’s absence.
We’d both had a long day, and this little girl was exhausted when we got home from horse riding. Last week, I’d taken one of the spare bedrooms in another part of Downing Street, because unfortunately Spencer’s apartment on the third floor only had two bedrooms. In a way I was glad that I wasn’t going to sleep next to Spencer, because he was very overwhelming and intense. He’d mentioned that I could take his bedroom if he was away from the residence as his room was next to Maja’s, and I thought it would be good to keep an extra close eye on her, especially when her father was away. Then I unpacked and went through Maja’s schedule that seemed awfully busy for a nine-year-old. She really didn’t need to attend all these extra classes.
I started reading my contemporary romance novel, trying to ignore the fact it was really late and Spencer still wasn’t home yet. He couldn’t possibly be working that long, although he clearly was a workaholic. Something else had to be keeping him away from his daughter this evening—possibly me, but I doubted he would go to this extreme just to avoid me.
Veronica was still seeking information on my behalf. I wanted to know if Spencer had been using the agency regularly or ever dated anyone from the Emperor. I’d told her to forget about it, because I was not interested in him that way, but she obviously didn’t want to listen. She had made it her mission to find out if beneath that cold, heartless man there was another loveable person. I shouldn’t really care, but he’d got under my skin because he seemed so guarded.
My inner voice kept warning me to stay away and keep our interaction strictly professional.
Spencer Banks didn't differ from Jake, my cheating ex, and I refused to be fooled by his good looks. He had a reputation for using women, and since winning the election, he hadn’t been seen with anyone on a date. I had a good thing going on here, and Maja was sweet. It was still early days, but if Spencer just spent time with her, I knew she would stop acting up.
After I checked on Maja and made sure she was fast asleep, I went back to my own room. I tried to focus on my book, but my thoughts kept wandering to Spencer. Later that night, I took a shower, changed into my nightgown, and put on a thick robe, because I felt that it would be inappropriate if I walked around in my skimpy nightgown, especially when security agents were always around.
Then before I went back to my own bedroom, I headed to the flat’s kitchen to get some water. With only the sound of my bare feet padding across the floor, I entered the kitchen and filled a glass with tap water, reaching into the fridge for some cubes of ice. I didn’t know if Maja had spilled something earlier on but I didn’t notice the wet floor and I slipped. Luckily, I managed to regain my balance but I spilled the water all over my robe, so I took it off because it was all wet. Besides, the kitchen felt so humid and I was boiling hot. I refilled the water again and then finally added several cubes of ice. It was an old habit of mine—chewing on ice when it was hot outside—but one I couldn’t resist.
I went to the window and stood quietly staring out at the clouded sky, my feet taking me up onto my tippy toes as I crunched the ice between my teeth. Even after a shower, my body felt like it was on fire, sweat rolling down my back in heavy lines.
“What the hell are you doing?”
The deep, sultry voice came from nowhere, and I nearly dropped the glass on the floor. I spun around so abruptly that I splashed water all over my chest.
“Shit.” My nightgown was soaked now, too. I glanced up to find Spencer standing close to me, inches away from touching me in dozens of places. Two of his shirt buttons were undone, revealing his unusually tanned and muscular chest that drew my gaze down. His colouring wasn’t from British blood, for sure. My heart beat faster, and I imagined running my hands over his smooth body, feeling every contour of his perfect shape. “God, you scared the crap out of me.” I placed a hand over my racing heart.
Tension grew between us. It was such a shame that he had to be so rude most of the time. His blue-eyed gaze travelled from my face slowly, lingering on my lips until it settled on my chest. In the dim kitchen light, his pupils dilated as he looked at me through the thin material of my nightgown that barely reached my arse. I gasped at the realisation that he could see my nipples hardening beneath the wet fabric.
“You shouldn’t be walking around the apartment like this, Laura. I don’t want any of my security men eyeing you up besides me,” Spencer growled, his voice barely above a whisper, and yet, every syllable seemed to drip with lust.
“I didn’t know you were home for dinner. You were supposed to be at work late tonight,” I said, not daring to move an inch.
He slowly dragged his eyes away from my body and replied, “I used another door so I wouldn’t wake up Maja. I just wanted something to drink after a long day.”
The summer holidays were approaching, and he should have tried hard to be at home at a more reasonable time. I didn’t really care if he had been out drinking or doing who knows what else late at night, but this was not acceptable. I was too furious to stop myself from saying what was on my mind, even if my inner voice kept saying that this was a bad idea.
“Is this how it’s going to be from now on?” I snapped. “You’re always coming home late—pretending that you’re working, but you’re taking care of your needs instead. What about Maja?” I shook my head in disgust. “Shame on you, Prime Minister.”
Spencer stepped closer, and I held my breath. I could smell a masculine scent mixed with something citrusy—possibly another woman’s perfume—but maybe I was being paranoid.
“I don’t need to explain myself to my new nanny,” he snarled.
“I’m not forgetting anything.” I jabbed my finger into his chest. “The only person who forgets their responsibilities is you! You didn’t tell me when I took the job that I’d have to stay late every single night. I don’t care what you do in your free time. What I do care about is this little girl crying herself to sleep daily because her father can’t be bothered to come home on time.”
He didn’t give me a chance to finish my sentence before he roughly grabbed me by the hair and violently pushed me against the fridge. He snatched the glass of water I had been holding before it crashed onto the floor and set it on the worktop.
I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. His dark eyes filled with rage, and in that moment, I knew this would be it: he was going to fire me for having spoken out when I shouldn’t have. His grip burned into my flesh, creating an unbreakable connection between us. Lust surged through my veins, and a drop of my arousal trickled down my thigh. I stared back at him.
“You’re fucking unbelievable, woman,” he growled and crushed his lips against mine, yanking my hair even harder.
The moment our lips met, I was overcome with a powerful and alluring heat. His cock pressed against my body, and his tongue forced its way into my mouth with unrestrained passion. A low rumble escaped his throat, and the vibrations reverberated through my nipples that were now painfully hard. He refused to let me pull away and held my face in place, feverishly exploring every inch of my mouth. His other hand snaked up inside my clothing, sending unexpected ripples of pleasure cascading down my spine.
My entire world spun out of control as Spencer’s kiss intensified. I dragged my hands over his ripped muscles. Every gasp and groan of mine seemed to fuel him further, and he fought to possess my lips, body, and spirit. When he finally released me, I was out of breath and utterly dazed by this beautiful man who had just tilted my world on its axis. Spencer took several steps back, looking equally disorientated yet completely wild. My heart raced, and my body ached for more of him while we stared at each other.
