That red dress and those red lips…drove me wild. I could just imagine the dress on the floor, her lips wrapped around my cock.
I’d even briefly considered asking her not to go. But then I remembered—I was just the nanny. And she…she was so out of my league, it wasn’t even funny. Still, it hadn’t stopped me from wanting her. From imagining a future with her.
I heard a noise, and my eyes darted to the front door for the millionth time. A moment later—quiet. I raked my fingers through my hair. This was maddening.
For all I knew, she might stay out all night. I doubted it, but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t kiss. Touch. Have sex. The thought had crossed my mind—numerous times.
I’d even been tempted to call her with a fabricated emergency, so she’d have to come home. But I wouldn’t do that. Not only would it tank my chances of keeping this job for the rest of the summer, but it would cause more stress for her. And that was the last thing I wanted to do. Her life was stressful enough as it was, between running a successful brokerage firm and being a single mom.
I rested my elbows on my knees, cradling my head in my hands. This was pathetic. I was fucking pathetic. She didn’t want me; at least, she said she didn’t. And I certainly shouldn’t want her.
Yet, I did.
Despite the fact that she was on a date with another man. Despite the fact that she ran hot then cold. Despite the fact that she was my boss and this was a terrible idea, I wanted her, and I knew I’d regret it if I let her go so easily. Life was precious.Timewas precious. Sam’s recent bout of treatment was proof enough of that. I didn’t want to always wonder “What if?”
Besides, there had to be a reason why our paths had crossed. And not just because she’d needed a nanny. I wouldn’t waste my time with someone who wasn’t interested. But I had to know—wasAlexis interested?
The sound of the key turning in the lock echoed in the hall. Followed by the chime of the alarm system. It felt like hours until she walked into the kitchen, but it was probably no more than a few minutes.
“Hey.” She set her keys on the counter.
My heart was racing, but I tried to appear outwardly calm. This was the first time we’d been alone together in days. The first time we’d been alone together since the kiss.
“Hey.” I glanced back over the couch to look at her. Even in the dim light, she looked immaculate as ever, not a hair out of place. No smudged lipstick. No smile either.
She grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses from the kitchen and carried them over to the coffee table. She kicked off her shoes and folded her leg beneath her when she sat on the couch. The material of her dress rose higher up her thigh, revealing more of her sun-kissed skin. I wanted to track the material’s path with my fingers, taste her skin with my tongue.
“Can we talk?” she asked.
My eyes darted from her face to the wine, trying to decide what was going on. If she was going to fire me, I didn’t think she’d offer me alcohol first. “Sure.”
She poured us each a glass. There was no toast. There was no hint as to her thoughts. I took a large gulp.
“This,” she said, gesturing between us, “isn’t working for me.”
Shit. She was firing me.
It was on the tip of my tongue to apologize, to beg for my job, when she asked, “Why did you kiss me?” She sounded angry, but her expression betrayed nothing.
Was she serious? When she continued to stare at me expectantly, I told her the truth. “Because I’ve been imagining what it would be like for almost a year.”
She jerked her head back. “What?”
I nodded. “As you know, I used to nanny for a boy who went to the same school as Sophia. So, I saw you a few times at school plays, when he invited me.
“I know it was completely unprofessional, and I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable. But I had to know if it was as incredible as I’d imagined.”
I held my breath, awaiting her response.
She leaned forward. “Was it?”
I shook my head. “It was better. Beyond anything I’d ever dreamed.”
She groaned, dragging a hand through her long waves. “You can’t say things like that.”
“Why? Because I’m your daughter’s nanny?”
“That’s certainly a big part of it.” She took a large gulp of wine.
