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“Go ask your daddy,” I encourage him again, ignoring his cute pronunciation of my name.
“No, because when daddy’s busy, I have to leave him alone.”
That just infuriates me. Jaxon is only three, and he might be able to entertain himself for a few minutes, but he shouldn’t be left alone for extended periods of time. For his dad to have a rule in place like that is wrong, and I intend to tell him exactly what I think about it.
“Then I’ll go tell him,” I say, marching up the stairs on a quest for cheese powder and justice.
Jaxon hovers at the top of the stairs as I march down the long hallway to the master suite door. My confidence falters for just a second as I hover outside the door to the master suite.
Normally, if I were nannying or babysitting, I would treat my employers with respect, not just them but their spaces as well. But this man has done very little to earn my respect.
I remember the way he had touched me at the club, his hand trailing up my leg. It’s enough to give me the courage to burst through the door.
Jaxon still hangs back, like he’s worried I’m going to get in trouble.
“Did you know that-” But I forget what I’m going to say because Harrison is standing in front of the dresser in only a towel. Drops of water bead on his back, and as he turns, I can see that he has the body of a Greek god.
His perfectly formed muscles are obscured in the middle by a thin trail of hair that disappears beneath the line of the towel and distracts me.
What if…?
Harrison smiles and bites his bottom lip. “Couldn’t resist getting a peek on your first day, could you?”
I don’t know exactly what happens. It feels like there’s a moment that I don’t remember because we were a room apart, and then, we are right in front of each other. I must have moved, but he must have moved too because he’s not in front of the dresser anymore.
His body, which is sparkling from his recent shower, seems to glow in front of me. In my head, I reach out and touch his skin, running my hands down his pecs and his stomach to the very edge of the towel, a rush hitting me as I realize that with one flick of my finger, I could see him, all of him.
Neither one of us speaks, the air charged with desire. I want him, and nothing else matters in that moment.
But then I remember my place in this house and who he is. It doesn't matter if I want him to be rough with me, to grab me and throw me on the bed, to undress me slowly, to shove himself inside me, and…
Reality crashes in, and I step away, stunned at myself.
It almost physically hurts to put distance between Harrison and myself, but I have to. Oh god, I came so close to putting my lips on his body, to giving away how uncontrolled I feel when I'm around him.
I stare at Harrison, waiting for him to tell me I’m fired or that he can’t trust me around his kid because I obviously have no self-control when I see him in a towel. Or…
But he just grins at me, clearly amused by the fact that I find myself unable to move around him.
I can see his obvious erection through his towel, which makes me feel even more turned on. I wonder how he would react if I ripped his towel off and pushed us both into the shower together.
My mouth is dry as I imagine the scenario, our naked bodies pressed together under the steamy water.
“Miss Beanna?” Jaxon calls from the other side of the hall. His voice still sounds pretty far away, but it’s a wake up call enough for me to smooth down my shirt.
“You know,” Harrison says, the first words he’s uttered since I came into the room, “you shouldn’t act so desperate. I am your boss, and our contract-”
“Oh shut the hell up!” I tell him. I don’t shout the words, because I’m now all too aware of Jaxon’s presence close by. He might seem like he obeys his father’s rule about not bothering him in his room, but that doesn’t mean he always listens.
My words seem to change Harrison’s mood completely. His face rearranges itself into a mask of indifference, and I can see without trying to look that his erection is quickly fading. “I am your boss, and this is my space. Don’t come in here again without permission.”
“I came because your son needs some cheese powder for his eggs. Neither one of us can find it, and he seems to be too afraid to ask you himself.”
“He respects the rules. He’s not afraid,” Harrison says back, and I see his eyes darkening even more. I don’t want him to move further from me, but I can see that he’s already hardened his heart against me.
This attraction was a one time thing.
I remind myself that I shouldn’t feel any sort of disappointment. This was always supposed to be a professional relationship. I should just be glad that he hasn’t decided to fire me for staring at his almost naked body with so little shame. There’s no way I could find another job that pays this well. Even a teacher’s salary after ten years of tenure wouldn’t match what Harrison is offering me.
