“I—I bought shampoo and conditioner with the same scent so it soothes her when I hold her.”
My eyes snap to hers as her head moves slowly toward mine. “You bought shampoo for yourself to help calm my kid?”
Her brows draw together. “Yeah. Is that okay?”
Fuck, this girl is trouble with a capital T.
As if I wasn’t struggling with my attraction toward her already, she goes and does something like this. I didn’t even fucking know that lavender was supposed to be calming until Elodie told me when we were shopping for the thousands of baby items I needed. And I can’t deny that the body wash does help Remy relax after her bath.
But for Elodie to change what she uses to helpmydaughter? The strongest urge to kiss her slams into me.
Our eyes remain locked, our chests rising and falling with each of our shallow breaths.
Elodie’s eyes dip down to my lips, and mine follow suit.
I bet she tastes incredible. I bet her lips are so fucking soft, like pillows, and they get swollen from being used.
God, she’d look so fucking perfect on her knees for me too, those lips wrapped around my…
“Henley,” she says breathlessly.
“I don’t deserve you,” I say, the admission catching me and her off guard.
“Yes, you do. You and Remy both deserve someone who puts you first. And when you look for your next nanny, make sure you find that.”
As if she just poured a bucket of water on the fire raging in my body, her words remind me of the timeline we’re on.
Only three months remain until she’s gone, out of mine and Remy’s life forever.
“Get some sleep, Elodie,” I grate out, clenching my teeth and pulling my eyes from hers.
I can practically hear her eyes roll. “Good night to you too, Henley.”
As I finish my trek down the hall, I hear her bedroom door softly shut, allowing me to exhale heavily.
“Fuck.” Pushing my hand through my hair, I think back to the image of Elodie’s ass and how my body reacted to her.
This is the longest dry spell you’ve had in a while, Henley. You would have reacted like that if you saw any woman’s bare ass right now.
My mind is trying to convince me that my reaction is normal, but deep down, I know better.
I think my friends were right and it’s time I accept it.
I’ve got the hots for my nanny, and it’s just one more problem I can add to my list.
Chapter 10
Henley
Gorilla Man & The One-Eyed Snake
When I look up from the paperwork I’m filling out, I find my sister standing in the doorway of my office. “Dilynne? What are you doing here?”
“Am I not allowed to check in on you?”
“No.”
Rolling her eyes, she uncrosses her arms and walks further into the room, taking a seat in the chair on the other side of my desk. My office isn’t fancy, but when I need to get things done without any distractions, I like to feel comfortable. My desk is black wood, I have a comfortable chair that I splurged on so my ass doesn’t fall asleep when I sit for long periods of time, and there’s a small couch over to the left that I’ve been known to take a nap on a time or two, especially lately.
