“He did.” She smiles, sensing my irritation. “He also said I looked very pretty and smelled nice. Oh, and he’s happy to be my Peachwood Falls best friend.”
I lift a brow.
“I mean, what if you give me a night off?” she asks. “Who am I going to hang out with?”
The words ring with an innocence put on for my benefit. Even if I couldn’t hear through the bullshit, I’d see it in her eyes.
Little minx.
I lean forward. Her confidence falters, her breath hitching as I inch closer.
“Guess what?” I ask.
She hums.
I lick my lips as I gaze down at her.
I want to say that I’ll break Gavin’s kneecaps if he thinks about fucking around with her. It would be too easy to tell her that I can occupy her if she wants tohang outwith anyone while she’s here. But both of those responses are a one-eighty from reality. From what’s possible.
In the other room, my child is most likely plotting ways to test every inch of Megan’s nerves. Megan will need to spend her time not getting swindled by a teenager.
Ugh.
“Gavin wouldn’t know charm if it bit him in the ass,” I say instead.
“Is that because he grew up around you?”
I stare at her.
She leans closer, splitting the distance between us in half. Her tongue swipes across her bottom lip. It sends a bolt of energy straight to my cock.
“Why do I think that’s not what you were going to say?” she asks.
“Because it wasn’t.”
“Now I’m curious.”
Me too—about a million things I have no business being curious about.
I take a giant step back, blowing out a breath. “Don’t be.”
“Why? Didn’t we agree not to have secrets between us?”
My brain scrambles, trying to block the jasmine-scented air from fucking with me while I attempt to remember our conversation from yesterday. It becomes apparent very quickly that it’s a lost cause.
I take a deep breath, my gaze landing on the door leading to the kitchen before I flip it back to Megan. “That wasn’t in the agreement.”
Her forehead wrinkles as I approach her. I stop a couple of feet away.
“Do you know what we did agree to?” I ask.
“Yes. We’re moving around this house like two people who didn’t admit they want to fuck.”
I growl. The sound of the wordfuckcoming out of her mouth catches me off guard. Lust surges through my veins, entertainingthe nanny.
She smirks. “Was that what you were referring to? Or did I misread the room?”
“Are you going to be a pain in my ass for the next thirty days?”
