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“Okay,” I said, trying to put the pieces together. “You thought I was an agent, and now you know I’m not. What are you going to do with me? Let me go?”
Rogan bent down to my chair and removed the restraints. “That’s right.”
I rubbed my wrists, but remained seated in the chair. Rogan’s pungent scent was filling my nostrils again, spicy and masculine. I tried to ignore it. “Then what’s to stop me from going to the police? You kidnapped me, then drugged me against my will.”
Rogan stood, and his intoxicating scent went with him. “That last point is debatable. You consented to the injection. And regarding the first point… We’re hoping you won’t go to the police.”
I blinked. “You expect me to just… what? Forget all this happened?”
“That’s right,” Brady said.
I let out a nervous laugh. “How’s that going to work? Are you going to threaten me?”
“No,” Rogan said with a smile. “We’re going to offer you a job.”
I stared at him.
“A job.”
Brady dragged Asher’s equipment case over so he could sit on it, which drew a frown from the other man. “You used to be a professional nanny.”
“How the hell do you know that?” I demanded.
Rogan smiled. “The same way we know your medical history, and your employment records, and your relationship with Eugene Howard. We run a personal security company. Our access to information is essentially limitless.”
“Oh.”
“You were an exemplary nanny,” Rogan continued. “You worked for two families over three years, the Smiths and the Jennings, both in Dallas. They gave you glowing reviews. You were one of the most sought-after nannies in the DFW area, with fifteen families on your wait-list.”
“Let’s get down to brass tacks,” Brady said impatiently. “Our kids are a fuckingnightmare.”
“Yourchildren are nightmares,” Asher replied softly. “Cora is well-behaved.”
“You don’t know that,” Brady said. “I bet she’s secretly the ringleader behind all their shenanigans.”
I looked at each of them. “Wait a minute.Youhave children?”
Brady recoiled. “The hell’s that supposed to mean? You think we wouldn’t make great dads?”
“Kidnapping doesn’t exactly screamfather of the year.”
“We each have a child, yes,” Rogan said. “Micah is my son. Dustin is Brady’s boy. And Asher’s daughter is Cora. They’re all six years old. Our current nanny is… Let’s just say she’s not up to the task of handling them.”
“Handling Micah and Dustin,” Asher insisted. “Cora is the easy one.”
“Yeah, yeah, we get it,” Brady rolled his eyes. “Your girl’s a perfect little angel.”
Asher nodded, even though Brady meant it sarcastically.
“The job is five days a week,” Rogan said. “You’ll have access to a vehicle. Plus benefits. A 401k account with generous matching, and health insurance. I’m guessing you don’t have that now.
My current health insurance was simple: Iensuredthat I didn’t get sick, because I couldn’t afford it. But I wasn’t about to tell them that.
“I moved to Los Angeles to become an actor,” I said. “Why would I give that up just to be a nanny again? I could have stayed in Texas for that.”
“Because your acting career sucks balls,” Brady said bluntly.
“Damn, tell me how you really feel,” I muttered.
