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“I doubt that, but you need to practice some self-control. You can’t act like this in front of your mother and sister.”

I tucked my index finger under her chin, lifting it for a kiss.

“Why not? I’m not trying to hide anything from them.”

“River, I am Rivvy’s nanny. I don’t want your mother to think I’m here for any other reason. Now, if you don’t want to help me unpack the groceries and cook, find something else to occupy your time until Rivvy wakes up from her nap.”

“What if I want you to be more than Rivvy’s nanny?” I asked before I could consider what her answer might be.

“You don’t, so let’s not go down that road. Empty that bag while I empty this one.”

She pushed me back and turned around to face the counter, then emptied the bag that was in front of her. I wanted to ask her why she felt I didn’t want her to be more than Riverlynn’s nanny, but I wasn’t positive that was what I wanted, so I didn’t press.

I removed the items from the other bag, looking at each item before placing it on the counter. When I came across a box that said Plan B, I paused.

“You’re not on birth control?” I asked.

“No. We probably should’ve discussed that before I let you raw dog it and shoot up the club.”

I took her hand and pulled her closer to me.

“I tried to ask you before I filled you up the first time, but I got caught up. It felt too good, and my mind and reflexes weren’t on the same page. After that, I honestly didn’t give a fuck.”

“Lucky for you, you don’t have to worry about it. I’ll take care of it, but you need to wrap up if we’re going to keep doing this.”

“Wrap up? What do you mean?”

“River, you know what I mean. You need to wear a rubber. I’m sure you have plenty of them since you claim to always use them.”

“I do.”

“Well, it shouldn’t be a problem moving forward. It makes no sense for me to take the Plan B if you plan to keep filling me with your seeds.”

“It’s not that simple, E.”

“It’s very simple. Wrap it up, or at the very least, pull out.”

She said that as if doing either of those things was the easiest thing in the world. It was virtually impossible for me to use a condom after feeling her naked pussy wrapped around my naked dick, . . . and the thought of pulling out was laughable.

“I don’t know if⁠—”

As if on cue, we heard Riverlynn whining through the baby monitor.

“We’ll talk about this later,” I told her.

I left Erissa in the kitchen, grabbing the Plan B on my way out and putting it in my bathroom before going to get Riverlynn.

“Hey, baby girl.”

She stopped fussing as soon as she heard my voice. When I stood over her crib, she smiled and reached for me.

“How was your nap?”

She gave me the biggest smile while kicking her legs and flailing her arms. I found it amusing how, at four months old, she always responded when we spoke to her. I believed she understood everything we said and responded the only way she knew how.

I put her on the changing table to change her diaper. She couldn’t quite roll over yet, but she’d learned to roll onto her side, which caused a few problems when getting her diaper changed. I moved fast because it didn’t take much for her to pee before I could get a diaper under her. If she were a boy, I would’ve gotten pissed on one too many times.

“Are you ready to meet your grandmother and auntie today? They’ll spoil you rotten for a few days, then leave Erissa and me to correct the damage they caused. Don’t let my mother have you calling her something crazy like G-Mama or Glam-Ma. You can call her Granny, Grandma, or Nana, and that’s it. You got it?”