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But I forgot to text Arya to let her know. So when I hear Hannah fussing from her room, I stumble down the hall only to find Arya there, picking her up out of her crib.
“Good morning, sweetheart,” she says. “Did you have a rough night?”
I stand there, rubbing my face, realizing why Hannah is so happy when I come home. If I had Arya talking like that to me all day, I’d be smiling too.
Once Hannah’s secure in her arms, Arya turns to me. I expect a good morning smile. Instead, her mouth falls open. It’s then that I remember that I stumbled out of bed to check on Hannah, and I sleep naked.
A high-pitched sound of distress escapes Arya’s throat when she takes in the fact that I’m naked. And of course her gaze gets caught on my dick, who then decides to rise up and say hello.
“Oh,” Arya says.
“Fuck. Sorry, I was up late and… Fuck,” I say again when I realize that instead of covering my junk, I’m standing here making excuses.
“It’s okay,” she says to my back.
I hurry back to my room, pull a pair of boxers from my drawer and tug them on. That was not how I pictured introducing Arya to my dick. That thought gives me pause.
She didn’t exactly look away. I allow a tiny smirk at that. I know she finds me attractive. I, on the other hand, have been obsessed with her since the first time I met her.
When my neighbor said his daughter had been babysitting for four years, I pictured a young girl in pigtails. I thought I’d hire her for a week or two until I could find a permanent nanny.
Then I opened my door to find Arya on the other side with those big brown eyes and that sweet smile. I’m not the type of guy to go robbing the cradle, but I want Arya regardless of her age.
But there’s a fine line I’m walking. I know she’s pretty innocent. I like to be in charge in the bedroom, but I don’t want her to feel like I’m taking advantage of her.
By the time I brush my teeth and splash some cold water on my face, I find Arya in the kitchen. Hannah is dressed in a butter yellow onesie and swatting happily at the plush rainbows that hang from her swing.
Arya stands at the counter, shoulders hiked almost to her ears as she stares at the bottle sitting in the bottle warmer. The coffee maker hisses and gurgles as it drips coffee into the waiting carafe.
“Thank you for putting the coffee on,” I say as I open the cupboard and pull out a mug. When she doesn’t answer, I turn to her and set my mug on the counter. “Arya. Is everything okay? I apologize for—“
“Everything’s fine. I have a recommendation for my replacement.”
That brings a smile to my face. “Good.”
She peeks up at me from under her fringe of bangs, then her lips curve down. I reach over and put my index finger under her chin, tilting her head up so that she’s looking directly at me.
“What’s wrong, Arya?”
She swallows. “I’m going to miss Hannah.”
One side of my mouth kicks up. “Just Hannah?”
Her lips part. She doesn’t say anything else, but now all my focus is on her mouth. The need to taste her is like a craving that nips at my heels, moving me toward her. My fingers is till curled under her chin, holding her still as I lean closer.
I should wait. That was my plan. To wait until what happened between us wouldn’t blur the lines between boss and employee.
But then I feel the warm puff of her breath on my lips. The tang of mint toothpaste fills my nostrils, along with a sweet scent that is totally and completely Arya.
Our eyes meet and I pause for two heartbeats, giving her the chance to pull away or turn her head. Then her eyelids flutter closed.
With a groan, I close the small gap between us. Even as I tell myself to take it slow, I take advantage of her parted lips and dive in.
She tastes even better than she smells. And when a little moan rises from her throat, my brain clicks off and my body takes over.
I step closer until I feel the cushion of her breasts against my abdomen. One tiny sample and I’m already addicted. My palms smooth down her back and I bend just enough to cup her ass and use the leverage to lift her onto the counter.
Arya’s arms wrap around my shoulders as her legs part. I take that as an invitation and step between them. My hands, still on her ass, pull her toward me until we’re touching from shoulder to hip.
