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“The only thing I slammed was my cock into your cunt.”
“Holy shit, Caleb!”
He smiled, big and wide. “And just like that, I’m Caleb again.”
“What you are is a liar! Old habits die hard, huh?”
“If you have to tell yourself that in order to continue this pretense that I don’t mean anything to you, then I’ll make myself crystal fucking clear. If I don’t have a new nanny knocking on my door tomorrow morning”—he stood and took one last look in my direction as he walked backward toward the door—“then you’re in for a reminder of what I’m capable of.”
“Oh, trust me, Mr. Hawkins. For what feels like the hundredth time in my life, you’re just trying to fuck me over. Again! When I’ve done nothing to deserve it. I’ll find you a nanny, okay? But I’m going to need more time.”
“You have twenty-four hours. I need someone at my house tomorrow morning. I want to introduce my kids to their new nanny and see how she fits in with us before we leave for Spain the following day. I’m opening an international agency, and for the next three months I have to be there to get it off the ground.”
“What about Tessa?”
“What about her?”
“She’s letting you take the kids for the next three months?”
“She has no say.”
“What does that mean?”
“I told you there’s a lot you don’t know.”
“I’m listening.”
“Great. Then I expect to have a new nanny at my door tomorrow morning, fully packed.”
“You know that’s not what I meant.”
“Time and place, darlin’.”
I rolled my eyes. “You always were a control freak.”
“And you were always a pain in my ass.” He smiled, speaking with conviction…
“Good to know my girl’s still the same.”
Chapter Eleven
—Caleb—
“Daddy,” Ariel announced, sitting in the seat in front of my desk. “I don’t want another nanny. Why can’t we just have you?”
“Baby, I already told you. I’m going to need help while we’re away.”
She folded her arms over her chest, frowning.
“Ariel, don’t look at me like that.”
“But, Daddy, we don’t want anyone but you. Right, Ethan?”
He was sitting in the seat beside her, playing on his iPad. Not listening as usual.
Pinching the bridge of my nose, my patience with him was wearing thin.
“Ethan, how many times have I told you that you can’t be on your iPad all morning?”
