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I choose the brunette, curvy, and medium-height options.
Excitement threads through me. Yes, this is the perfect solution to my problems. The answer I’ve been looking for.
I hold my breath, and when the page loads, my blood pounds in my veins.Holy fuck.
On the top of the search results is the profile picture of the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen—and the very same one who’s been tormenting my cock.
My nanny, Kendall Wyatt.
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“Yes!”Brynlee yells when the soccer ball flies between my legs into the far corner of the net.
Another goal.
At this rate, she’ll be playing at the World Cup before she makes it to college.
She crosses her arms, signaling I’m taking too long to grab and kick the ball back to her. But whose fault is it? We’re in a ginormous backyard, and the goalpost follows suit. It’s made for older, bigger players. For people like her dad.
Sebastian Green.
I sigh. A spark of awareness runs through me.
Her father is so fucking hot he could be an Insta filter. Seriously. The man is a six-foot-four impressive Greek God. He’s got dark brown hair, the most amazing blue eyes, and his face—his chin is angled like he was born into money. Which he was, but he still managed to outdo his parents and make a fortune on his own.
I kick the ball to Brynlee, then bend my knees. My intent isn’t to make this easier for her or let her win. My mom raised my sister and me all by herself and always taught us the value of earning things.
Of course, my sister Sylvie didn’t follow that advice—a year ago, she racked up thousands of dollars in credit card debt, and I’ve been helping her pay them. In her defense, she lost her job because of her alcoholic ex-boyfriend, and long story short, she put a bunch of charges on her card.
So, working here has enabled me to help her pay.
I’ve done my job and talked to other nannies. What Sebastian pays me far more than most in my position get.
“Oh, Daddy came,” Brynlee says, excited.
I look around, and my stomach drops when I see him wearing soccer shorts and a fitted T-shirt.
My throat is suddenly dry, and my libido stirs wildly inside me. Damn.
This man is sex on a stick.
“Goal!” Brynlee yells.
I blink, realizing she scored another while I drooled over her dad.
Shit.
“Yeah. Come on, Dad. Join us,” Brynlee says.
Before I can find an excuse to dip out so they can enjoy quality time together, she’s recruiting us both to play. Of course, with three players, she makes her own rules, which means her dad will play in both her team and mine.
We agree, and I smooth my hands over my T-shirt and pink athletic skort. I favor easy, comfortable clothes whenever I play with her, and always keep them appropriate.
But realization dawns on me as we play and our bodies brush. With each movement, his gaze collides with mine. When I turn or curve the ball away from him, he’s watching.
I snort. I’m probably imagining it. No way a man like Sebastian would look at me that way—especially since I work for him. He’s always been cordial and pleasant. Generous.Think of the money,I remind myself. I can’t afford to develop silly ideas about my boss and potentially lose this job. It would be awkward if I got attached to him and could no longer work here—no more good salary. And I’d miss Brynlee. Thanks to me, Sylvie will be able to pay her debt in a few more months. A clean slate for her.
