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His brow furrowed with concern. “Are you sure?”

“I’m very sure.”Staying in your lap will not end well.

“Let me get you a bag of ice, and then you can put your foot up in bed.”

The implication was clear—by myself. No Sam there to run his fingers over my skin to ensure I wasn’t hurt. No heat to warm me up or mouth to drive me wild. It was the responsible thing to do.

“Yeah, okay.”

His lips twitched. “You won’t argue with me?”

“Not on this.”

He shifted me so that I sat on the couch to his side, and he got up to grab a ziplock bag, opening the freezer to fill it with ice. He returned with the bag and a small towel. “Don’t put it directly on your skin.”

A knotted ball of something was in my chest. I nodded because what he was doing, looking out for me and caring for me, was getting to me. And it wasn’t just the kiss. It was him.

I stood, his hand reaching out to steady me, determined to get out of the kitchen and away from him. I needed space to think. I couldn’t make sound decisions with him so close. His large body was taking up all the space and available air.

I took the bag, placing my weight more on my good leg as I made my way through the kitchen.

“You want me to help you into your room?”

I slowly shook my head. “I don’t think that would be a good idea.”

“Probably not.” When I looked back, he ran a hand through his hair in an endearing move that made me want to tug him closer with my finger in the waistband of his loose sweats.

“Good night, Sam,” I said as I made my way slowly out of the room.

I wondered if he was focused on my lace shorts, which barely covered my ass. I probably shouldn’t wear these pajamas to walk around the house at night, but if my goal was to get his attention, I’d done it without even trying.

CHAPTER12

ALICE

Back in my room, without the water I’d originally gone to the kitchen for, I was more restless than before. Except this time, my body was revved up from that kiss. Even the ice wasn’t doing anything to cool my overheated skin.

It had been a long time since a man had gotten my blood pumping like that. I wasn’t sure it had ever happened. I’d taken a hiatus from men at a time when I’d only ever been with boys. If that kiss was a preview to sex with Sam, count me in.

I wouldn’t be satisfied until he was inside me, and maybe not even then. But how could we have sex with a four-year-old living under the same roof? Elle said parents had sex with their kids in their house all the time, and logically, I understood that. But I wasn’t Maggie’s mother, or even Sam’s girlfriend. I was the nanny. If Maggie found me in her father’s bed, it would be confusing for her.

I groaned, throwing an arm over my forehead. Instead of helping the situation, all we’d done was complicate things.

By the time I finally drifted off, I was no closer to solving anything.

* * *

I wokethe next morning to the sound of Maggie’s feet thudding down the hall and the door to my bedroom bursting open. I sat up, my heart racing.

“You were sleeping?” Maggie asked as she jumped on my bed.

She was probably used to me being awake by the time she was.

I flopped back down on my pillow. “I had trouble falling asleep last night.”

My face heated at the reason.Because I kissed your dad.

“Was it nightmares?” she asked, climbing into bed and snuggling into my other pillow.

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