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Sebastian
“Daddy, can we play?”Brynlee asks, walking into my home office. My sweet six-year-old daughter holds a soccer ball in her hand. “Please?” she adds, and her pretty hazel eyes grow bigger.
My heart shrinks. Should I stop what I’m doing and follow this little manipulator to the backyard? I would, but I’m waiting on a call from one of the biggest clients of my investment firm. “I’ll be all yours in one hour.”
Brynlee pouts, crossing her arms over her chest. “One hour?”
“Brynlee, let your dad work. You promised me you’d help with putting clothes away first,” says Kendall, her nanny, entering my office.
“But that’s boring,” Brynlee says.
“Exactly. It’ll be quicker if we both do it,” Kendall says to her but then winks at me.
I straighten my shoulders and shuffle in my oversized swivel leather chair. A sizzling sensation comes over my scalp like someone just indulged me in a massage. A lump of frustration knots my throat. “Yes. Go with Kendall. I’ll be out in an hour.”
Brynlee sighs dramatically like we’re sending her to a child labor camp. “Fine.”
“I got her,” Kendall says, touching Brynlee and gently pushing her out of my office.
When Kendal turns to leave, my eyes laser in on her curvy body, and a familiar stab of lust hits me. God damn.
My daughter has thrived since Kendall started working for me six months ago. She listens to her nanny and enjoys her company.
I enjoy Kendall, too, but in a completely different way. I tap my fingers on the desk and swivel the chair from side to side, fidgeting. Kendall is hot-as-fuck, and if I had seen her before my mom hired her, she wouldn’t have made it past the interview.
Everything about her is extraordinary.
Her voluptuous curves—big breasts, round hips, and perfect ass. I’ve never seen her wearing a swimsuit, but I’m sure she doesn’t have a flat stomach. Her tummy looks like it has enough softness for a good bite. If that wasn’t enough, she has the world’s biggest brown eyes. Rings of melted gold surround the irises, giving them a dangerously hypnotizing depth.
I try not to look directly into her eyes so my unhealthy obsession isn’t too obvious.
Fuck.The phone rings, and I slip into my professional investor role. Every Thursday, I work from home instead of coming into the office in downtown Dallas. I started doing that to see Brynlee more because she gets home early on those days. Which also means I see more of Kendall.
“Have you seen the dip in my portfolio?” Brenda Green, my client, asks.
“Yes, I meant to talk to you about that.” I fumble with the file tabs open on both of my computer screens. They’re large and sleek, but apparently not big enough as I can’t find the right one. “Oh… hold on.” I put her on mute and go through the tabs until I find it. When I resume the call, she lets out a sigh of impatience.
Shit.I should have been prepared for this important call. I would have been if it weren’t for all these distracting thoughts about Kendall. The nanny I can’t fuck.
I end my business call, fix my screwup, and loosen my tie. I need to get out of here soon and go play with Brynlee. And not look at Kendall while I’m doing it.
Maybe I’ve got the hots for Kendall because it’s too long since I’ve been in a serious relationship. I loved my wife, but when Brynlee was one year old, I lost Amelia in a horrific car crash.
It took me years to date again, but I always kept it superficial so as not to mess things up in Brynlee’s head.
I even joined a sugar baby agency last year. Used it a few times. Felt good to go out with younger women and have fun without expectations. I’m forty. Meeting a woman my age, ready for a relationship, is not what I want. Going steady means finding the right fit, someone who’s one hundred percent right for Brynlee and me. Not an easy task.
I roll up my sleeves.
Maybe I should log on to the site again. Yes. I need a romantic interest to get my mind off Kendall. I shouldn’t get distracted at work or procrastinate spending quality time with my daughter because I’m attracted to Kendall. If I find someone else for a casual fling, that will definitely help.
Excited, I log on.
It’s been many months since I accessed this account, so I’m surprised I still remember the password. A page filled with attractive girls appears on my screen. I click on a couple of profile pictures but lose interest quickly.
I modify my search for fun. Since the goal is a replacement for Kendall as my crush, why not find one who looks exactly like her?
