I had just parkedmy car outside the clubhouse. My stomach was a ball of nerves. The moment I had been waiting for was finally here. I sat in my car for a few minutes before getting out. Right as I closed my door, another car came up the dirt trail. As it got closer, I noticed it was the other nanny they had hired, Debbie.
I decided to wait so that I could formally introduce myself. We would be working together to take care of the children. Speaking of children, there were quite a few. Cara had triplets who were ten months old, and she was currently three months pregnant. When she told me that during the interview, my jaw hit the floor. She and her husband, Viper, sure had been busy.
Sara explained that she and her husband, Bear, had a ten-year-old daughter, Hannah. Like Cara, Sara was also three months pregnant. There were also three other children. Marco was Cara and Sara’s brother, and Cindy and Colt were the children of a club brother, Big Red.
For one nanny, that probably would have been a lot to juggle, but for two, it would be a cakewalk. Plus, the girls had already informed us that their mother would be close by, helping as well. She lived on the compound strictly to be there for her grandkids.
Debbie got out of her car, wiping her palms against her pants.
It's good to know I’m not the only one nervous.
I stretched my hand out to her. “Hi, I’m Will. We didn’t really get to speak during the interviews.”
“Debbie,” she said just above a whisper as she shook my hand. She gave me a small smile as we made our way to the clubhouse’s front door.
Before we could reach the steps, the door opened, and Sara and Cara appeared. They approached us, watching us intently, as if they were analyzing us.
“I can see the nerves all over you two,” Cara said with a bright smile. “It’s understandable, but not necessary. I know motorcycle clubs don’t have the best reputations, but we aren’t like that. In time, you’ll see for yourself.”
I didn’t know why, but I felt a weight lift off me. I was always nervous around new people and places. Being gay, I had my guard up, not knowing if someone would treat me differently because of that.
“Now, why don’t we give you a tour of the clubhouse before we introduce you to the children?” Sara waved her hand, motioning for us to follow them.
From there, they took us all around the clubhouse. They had everything—a movie theater, a gym, a game room, and their veryown infirmary. The kitchen looked like something right out of an upscale restaurant. This place was nothing like I was expecting.
“Now, you two would rarely be here unless we requested you to. Not saying you aren’t welcome because you are. If you can't reach us or our husbands over the phone, you can find Viper in his office, or you can look for me and Sara in the cave.”
“The cave?” I questioned.
Cara smirked before turning away and facing the wall. That’s when I noticed the scanner mounted on it. She placed her palm against it. I could hear a clicking sound before she pushed the door open. “This is the cave,” she said as we entered the room.
My eyes bulged as I looked at all the different equipment in the room. There were three different stations with five screens mounted on the wall.
Cara and Sara threw their heads back, roaring with laughter at the expressions on our faces. “I’m sure you both have questions, and we’ll answer them later. For now, we just wanted you to know your way around the place.”
Before Cara could continue, I heard a voice that gave me instant goosebumps.
“Sara, Cara, have you noticed the cameras on the west wing are glitching?” a man asked as he entered the room.
I turned and was faced with the most breathtaking specimen I had ever laid eyes on. He was well over six feet with piercing blue eyes. His platinum-blond hair was cut short on the sides and long on the top. His neatly trimmed beard suited him well. I normally didn’t care for men who wore glasses, but his added to his sex appeal. My God, I was almost drooling just looking at him. The black T-shirt he wore did nothing to hide his physique. One of his arms was covered in tattoos.
I was sure I wasn’t even blinking as I was somewhat stuck in a trance. This stranger had literally taken my breath away.
“What were you saying about the cameras, Tech?” Sara asked, snapping me back to reality.
It was then that I noticed he was staring at me too. I really couldn’t peg what he was thinking, but I could see the curiosity in his eyes. He blinked a few times before giving Sara his full attention.
“The cameras on the west wing are glitching.”
“Okay. Well, let us take the nannies to meet the kids, and then we can come back to see what’s going on. By the way, Debbie and Will, this is Tech. Tech, these are the nannies we hired.”
Tech stuck his hand out to Debbie first, shaking her hand, and then he did the same to me. As soon as our palms met, a tingle shot up my arm. I knew it wasn’t just me because I Tech’s hand jerked. He dropped my hand like it was on fire.
“We’ll be back in a few to work on those cameras,” Cara said as she walked out of the room. Debbie and I followed suit. As I was walking out, I couldn’t help but turn around and get one final glimpse. To my surprise, his eyes were already on me.
This time, I could clearly see what he was thinking.
Lust.
