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“I’m here to see Mr. Steele for an au pair position,” I said.
The doorman nodded and phoned Mr. Steele, and a moment later, he told me to take the elevator all the way to the penthouse.
I pushed the buttons for the top floor of the building. While the elevator rose, my stomach twisted and turned with nerves. This was a big risk––I was posing as an au pair, taking a job I wasn’t exactly qualified to do so that I didn’t lose my job. If Hannah found out, I would lose my job, anyway. I just hoped she wouldn’t find out.
When the doors slid open into a private lobby, Aaron Steele leaned against the frame of his front door.
“Mr. Steele,” I breathed and walked toward him with my hand out. “I’m Jade Weaver. I’m here for an interview as an au pair.”
“Call me Aaron,” he said and took my hand.
His hands were large and warm, his fingers wrapping around mine, making me feel small. He wore suit pants and a button-down shirt with sleeves rolled up to just below his elbows, and he looked casually formal and sexy as hell. I flashed back to the dream I’d had of him, of him pounding his thick cock into me.
Focus, I told myself.
“Come in, please.”
I nodded and walked into the penthouse apartment.
It was beautifully decorated, homey, and not at all like a bachelor pad as I’d expected. Toys were scattered on the living room carpet, and Aaron didn’t apologize for it. I liked that––he didn’t apologize for the life he lived and the child he had.
When Aaron offered me a seat, I perched on the edge of a leather couch with a blanket thrown over it. Aaron sat down in an armchair.
“Tell me about yourself,” he said.
I blinked at him.
“Well, I love kids,” I said, and laughed nervously. “Obviously.” I ran my fingers along my hairline, thinking about what to say. “I studied business in college, but it wasn’t for me, so I decided to do something different.”
“How long have you been a nanny?” Aaron asked.
“Oh…not very long.” I swallowed hard. “I did other things first. I was…a model.”
Aaron raised his eyebrows. Was he judging me? Was it a bad thing to have been a model before working with kids? I wished I knew what Marlene always asked the au pairs she screened.
“That scene really wasn’t for me,” I said quickly. “It’s not the kind of world I want to be involved with.” That part was true. “So, I made a change.”
“Right,” Aaron said, nodding slowly. He rested his elbows on his knees, legs wide, his fingers interlinked in the middle. “Can I see your certifications?”
My stomach dropped. He wanted to see first-aid certificates, diplomas of the courses I’d done, maybe even references from previous employers.
“I didn’t bring any with me,” I said. Again, it was true.
Aaron frowned. “Where did you think you were coming today?”
“I…was running late, and I didn’t think.”
“I don’t suppose you have any references with you, either?”
I shook my head again, my cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. What was I thinking, coming here and posing as a nanny when I had no experience, nothing to show him, no reason he should hire me at all? The only thing I could hope for was that this would buy me some time to find someone suitable for Aaron instead of losing him as a client altogether. If I could just find someone, Hannah wouldn’t fire me, and the disaster would be over.
“Look, Miss Weaver…I don’t think this is going to work. I need someone a little more put-together. I have to know that my son is in good hands, and it doesn’t fill me with confidence when we start off like this.”
I looked down and nodded. “I understand.”
A child ran into the living room, and Aaron automatically opened his arms to him. When the boy stood between Aaron’s legs, he looked at me with big, gray eyes.
“Hey, buddy,” Aaron said. “Everything okay?”
