Page 34 of Blue Sky

My heart fluttered, and I wanted to pinch myself. Was this really happening?

He leaned in closer to me and my heart leapt. Was he going to kiss me again? The first kiss could’ve just been written off as a moment of passion, but a second kiss couldn’t be ignored.

I lowered Sky into the crib and leaned toward Beck. Our lips were as close as could be without touching. I looked up at him one more time. This couldn’t be happening. I felt like in a second, his friends would open the door and laugh at me, like this was a cruel joke.

But no one opened the door.

This was so wrong. He was my boss. I was his nanny.

Then why did it feel so right.

I couldn’t catch my breath. Nerves, excitement, dreams pent up in my body. His eyelids closed and our lips met in perfect, forbidden bliss. He pulled me closer to him, and the kiss turned from sweet to hungry.

¡Ay, Dios mío!

I kissed him back. He tasted like salt and lime and lust, and I wanted to drink him in like a margarita.

He finally pulled away and I opened my eyes. He had a devilish grin, and I didn’t see a hint of regret in his eyes.

But had these kisses ruined this job which was the only good thing that had ever happened to me?

“We can’t keep doing this,” I said.

“Yes, we can. And I plan to do it again. I’ve got to go. But wait up for me. I’ll get out of there as soon as I can. And Paloma, you are way more to me than just the nanny.”

Then he kissed his daughter’s head.

And with that, he walked out of the room, leaving me counting the minutes until he returned.