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"Mission accomplished," Amy snickered as I began boiling water for the pasta while she rummaged through the fridge for sauce ingredients. "Can we use this leftover chicken?" She asked, holding up the container.
"Sure, let me see what else we have," I replied, keeping my voice low as I searched the cabinets. "Ah, here we go. How about a creamy tomato sauce with some heavy cream, canned tomatoes, and a bit of parmesan?"
Amy's eyes lit up, "Yum! Let's do it!"
As we cooked, Amy started a conversation. "So, we're making Italian food, and it reminds me of my parents. How should I tell them about us living together and me being Ava's full-time nanny?"
I glanced at her, "How do you think they'll react? You know, since your dad's changed his opinion of me."
"I'm not sure. They might be hesitant at first, but I think they'll come around eventually," Amy replied, biting her lip.
"I hope so. But we can take it slow and talk to them when you're ready," I reassured her. I smiled at Amy, glad I could make her feel better.
She seemed nervous about talking to her parents, but I knew it was important to her to be honest with them. If not, things would be tough for her, me, and ultimately, Ava, if Elana and Giuseppe didn't support what we were doing.
"Look, the first of the month will be here before I know it, and I'm worrying about paying the rent. With the lease in Papa's name, it’s up to him to navigate a solution with the landlord."
"We need to sort this out and fast," I muttered, furrowing my brow.
A thought crossed my mind, and I grinned. "What if I paid you for the entire month upfront?" I asked, twirling a forkful of pasta.
Amy's eyes widened. "Well, Ella's gone now... but how much could you manage without putting yourself in a bind?"
I whipped out my phone and tapped away at the calculator app. "This should work," I said, showing her the number. "It's just a start, but we can find more ways to make ends meet. I’ve put my chalet on the market, so hopefully it will sell soon. I could use the extra income just in case…”
Her face lit up as she hugged me. "How did I get so lucky?" she murmured into my shoulder. "That's twice what I made at Rosedale."
I feigned shock. "Should I take it back?"
"No way! But listen, if you can advance me that amount, I can use it to pay next month's rent, so Papa won't breach his lease. He can tell the landlord he's not renewing, penalty-free. Then you can pay me the same as Rosedale did. I'll be living here, so I won't need much more... Plus, aren't you saving on security now?"
"Ah, right," Mitch said. "No more 24/7 guards, thanks to the new fence and gate."
"See? We're already on the upswing," Amy said, and we exchanged a high-five.
As we dug into our meal, the aroma of sauce filled the bungalow. Amy's face grew thoughtful. "Hey Mitch, how'd that meeting with Rosedale go this morning? The one about budget cuts? I know it's touchy, but I'm worried about how it'll affect you... and me and Ava, eventually."
Mitch sighed. "It went as expected. We're slashing budgets left and right, and sadly, that means some folks are losing their jobs. The co-owners are safe, but it's tough for everyone else."
She nodded, frowning. "Tough times, indeed. What about the patent on the Golden Key Project?"
“Still tangled up in the court stuff. But, hey," I said, "there's more. And since you'll be living here, you should know." I paused for a sec, then went on. "Brad came up with this cool app idea that helps power companies avoid brownouts and power outages when things get crazy busy. But we gotta keep it on the down-low. Rosedale's got a leak problem. So, we've been working from home a lot. I'd say don't even bring it up with Meagan and Ariel, at least not yet. Better safe than sorry, right?"
"Wow, that's big," Amy said, her brows scrunching up. "How can I help?"
"By taking care of my little girl, duh," I chuckled, giving her a friendly nudge. "Your support means everything to me. Knowing Ava's in good hands will help me focus on the project."
Amy's face lit up at my words, her cheeks turning pink. "You got it, Mitch. I promise I'll take great care of her."
We finished our pasta dinner, the lingering scent of the creamy tomato sauce tantalizing our senses. While we were cleaning up the kitchen, I felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction and something else. So, while Amy was drying the dishes, I approached her from behind and wrapped my arms around her waist. I watched her thick hips sway, pressing against my zipper. Brushing her hair back over her shoulder, I breathed in her tantalizing scent, inviting me to pepper kisses over the tender flesh and along her pulse point.
She giggled, and the sound made my cock stiffen. Then, I had to swallow a growl as she threw down the dish towel and turned in my arms.
"What you got on your mind there, boss. You know you're my boss now!" The heat of her breath broke the last bond of my restraint. I couldn't contain myself a second longer. I slid my arms back around her waist, holding her close against me as I buried my face into the crook of her neck. The moan that escaped her lips stiffened me even more.
My lips puckered against her skin. And when she softly sighed, I sucked a patch of skin between my teeth before picking her up off her feet.
"Should we be doing this?" she asked breathlessly. "What about little Ava?"
