“Silas? Have you ever seen the violent look Grey gets in his eyes every time the twins touch Em?” Aubrey tells her with wide eyes and a worried expression.
“I’m about to have two very angry men in my house, aren’t I?” Morgan asks, still giggling.
“Hey! Don’t blame us. It’s all Ronnie’s fault. She’s the one who gave us the idea to hire a male nanny.” Cecilia narrows her eyes toward Ronnie. “Now I’m about to die because of you.”
“Oh, stop it. Silas will be mad for all of two minutes. Then he’ll bring you home, carry you up those stairs like the caveman he is, and spank you until you’re unable to sit for a week.” I give her a knowing look while the girls all nod in agreement.
When I look at Sam, he simply watches us with an amused smile on his lips. “Anyway, everyone, this is Sam. Dante and Gracie’s new nanny as of June. Sam, this is Aubrey Ford. Gracie’s aunt and Greyson’s sister,” I introduce with a gesture of the hand in her direction.
He puts Little Tulip down on the floor and walks over to Brey, taking her hand in his and shaking it. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I could tell you were family by the striking resemblance you have with Gracie,” he says with a warm smile.
“Oh God, he has an accent? You two are so screwed,” Morgan giggles again.
I shake my head with a grin. “This here is Morgan Burkley. She’s married to Clay Burkley and is usually the one in charge of cooking. She’s amazing, but if you’re nice, she might let you take over tonight,” I tell Sam before turning to Morgan. “Sam wants to open his own restaurant one day. I thought he could show us what he’s got tonight. Maybe it will appease the men a bit with the news.”
He takes her hand next. “Thank you for having me in your home. And it would be my absolute pleasure to cook for you all.”
“As long as you make more than enough, I’m willing to lend you my kitchen for the night. Hockey players have the appetite of a lion.” She offers a genuine smile in return.
“And this here with the hot-pink hair is Veronica Masters. But her hair probably won’t be the same color next time you see her. Love the hair by the way, girl,” I tell her.
“Yeah, lost my job, so I’m now back to my crazy self.” She shrugs before taking Sam’s hand. “Nice to meet you, Sam.” She studies him for a moment before a humored smile takes over her face. “You’re gay, aren’t you?”
Sam throws his head back and laughs. “That obvious?”
“No actually, it’s really not, but I’m good at reading people. Plus, you haven’t looked at Cecilia’s rack once.”
“Ronnie!” Cecilia shrieks in horror.
“She’s right, though. Every man we encounter looks at your breasts, sweetie. I’ve even caught Clay looking once!” Morgan says as we all laugh.
“At least having that bit of information will settle Silas and Grey easily,” Brey adds.
“Oh, no. We aren’t planning on telling them. It will just make it funnier,” I say to her.
Aubrey’s mouth drops open with shock. “You aren’t going to tell them? That’s just evil.”
I shrug my shoulder. “What can I say? I like watching your brother go all possessive over me.”
Two hours later, we’re all in the backyard enjoying the sun with Brey and Ronnie suntanning on lounge chairs. Cecilia and Morgan are sitting by the poolside with their feet dangling in the water, sipping on their margaritas. While Sam and I are in the pool with Gracie in her floaty in front of me and Dante in Sam’s arms.
“What the hell is going on here?!” We all look toward the back door and find five pairs of eyes on us. Three looking very angry, and two looking both confused and amused. “Who the hell are you? And why are you holding my son?” Silas says aggressively.
Oh God, this is too funny.
Cecilia scurries to her feet quickly as Sam brings Dante over to her. She bends at the waist and takes him, then hurries over to her husband.
I wiggle Gracie out of her floaty and walk over to the steps, Sam not far behind me. My foot catches on one of the steps, and I almost lose my balance, but Sam quickly places one hand on my lower back and the other on my waist, steadying me.
“Get your hands off her!” My eyes widen at Greyson’s barbaric tone.
Oh damn, I am definitely getting punished for this later.
Sam’s hands swiftly rise to his sides, showing he means no harm. I manage to get out of the water without falling and make my way to Greyson’s side. His hand cups the back of my neck with a little squeeze as he leans in closer, his hot breath fanningagainst my ear. “Bunny,” he growls. “Mind telling me why you’re half-naked in a pool with another man?”
I simply giggle but don’t grant him an answer.Not yet.
We watch Sam step out of the water, running a hand through his wet hair as water drips off his abs. He comes to stand before us, and Silas instantly wraps a hand around his wife’s waist, pulling her closer. Grey stands straighter at my side, widening his stance while his hand still holds my neck possessively.
