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“Oh, my God!” she whispers.
I drive my index finger inside her, nuzzling against her fragrance. Her excitement guides me, driving my movements. In and out of her, my finger slides, the digit growing slicker as Aspen tenses beneath me.
My tongue swirls around her clit, and I suck harder, adding another finger inside her. The walls of her pussy close around my fingers, and she moans loudly, her earlier quest for silence forgotten.
My motions intensify, bringing her to the heights I know she’s about to reach, and a second later, she confirms what I already know.
“Flint!” she gasps. “I’m going—” She arches her back again, and she writhes beneath my touch, her core pulsating against my fingers. I absorb every drop of her, savoring her. She is as sweet as I thought she’d be.
Inhaling, I withdraw my fingers from her, and she holds my gaze. My fingers drift to my lips, and I suck on them, savoring her sweetness as it dissolves on my tongue.
She stares at me in awe, a new fire lighting her eyes.
“Take me,” she begs.
“Not tonight,” I reply, standing from the couch. “I have a flight to catch.”
She smiles at me as if I’m joking, but as I straighten myself out and turn away, she realizes I’m being serious and hastily rises, embarrassment touching her beautiful face.
Guilt instantly seizes me. “I don’t mean to rush off on you. But I really need to get to New York tonight. We’ll talk more when I get back, all right?”
Visibly swallowing, she tucks her ripe, still hardened nipples back into her bra and zips up her hoodie.
“Okay,” she agrees, sliding her pants up. “I’m holding you to it.”
I almost invite her to join me, the desire to have her at my side suddenly insurmountable, but I remember that she’s not my girlfriend. She’s Lily’s nanny.
I’m crossing a line here that I shouldn’t have crossed.
“Until then,” I tell her cordially but firmly.
She retreats toward the door. “Travel safe.”
Her words mean more to me than I care to admit. I can’t recall the last time anyone said that to me and meant it. Caden and Pike worry about me in their own way, but not like this, not in a “travel safe” kind of way.
“I’ll try,” I reply dryly. “Take care of Lily and the boys while I’m gone.”
She bobs her head and disappears into the hallway, leaving me still breathless with her bouquet still lingering all over my face. I wish I didn’t have to go, but I have no choice. This mess won’t clean itself up.
CHAPTER 8
Caden
I rush through appointments over the next couple of weeks, eager to get home and see what the new nanny is up to with Lily.
It’s not just that Aspen is gorgeous—which she is—but I’m enthralled by the way our little ward has taken to her, as if the nanny has been a part of our lives forever.
As a doctor, I’ve seen firsthand how intuitive children can be, and if Lily trusts Aspen, I can’t help but believe that there’s something to her instinct. If I hadn’t become so disenchanted with emergency medicine, with all the death and destruction that human suffering can cause, I might have chosen a career path with children.
Coulda. Woulda. Shoulda.
Today, I park my pearl-gray Porsche outside the garage and look for my housemates’ vehicles. Pike’s trusty Jeep is there as always; the hermit-like creature would never be far from home if his agent didn’t force him on tour or into town for more supplies.
Flint’s deep red Aston Martin is nowhere to be found, but that doesn’t tell me anything except that he’s not home now. He could be returning in five minutes or five days. One never really knows with him. His schedule can likely be found on the whiteboard in the kitchen, but I pay little mind to Flint’s comings and goings.
But the car I’m most interested in sits at the far end of the garage, cool to the touch, and I smile. Aspen’s new BMW, shiny and untouched, waiting for an excursion.
As I enter the house through the garage door, I’m stunned to see Pike sitting in the kitchen with Lily—and Aspen. The girls sit at the table, coloring as Lily chitters to them, the adults listening intently. No one seems to notice as I enter.
