Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
“Sounds like he was as taken aback by the situation as you were, which means it’s not like he can claim you planned it or anything.”
“Under normal circumstances I would agree with you, but Serenity made sure to tell me not to dress sexy because all the previous nannies had tried to jump his bones.” I knew at some point he was going to accuse me of the same and there was nothing I could do to stop it other than quit now, but I couldn’t do that to Lena.
Toni nodded as if she understood. “So he’ll say you used your feminine wiles to entice him out to the backyard where you seduced him?”
“Something like that, yeah.” I knew I would be holding my breath and waiting for that designer shoe to drop, and in the meantime all I could do was hope for the best.
Toni sighed and fell back against the booth. “It’s always the hot ones that are a pain in the ass, isn’t it?”
I nodded my agreement. “Is your reclusive daddy the same way?”
Heat flared in Toni’s eyes. “That sounds like an erotic romance, her reclusive daddy. I think I like it.”
I laughed and rolled my eyes. “I wish I had your outlook on life, Toni.” It would certainly give me less reason to worry.
“It’s easy, all you have to do is enjoy a healthy dose of not giving a shit each day. It’s good for stress and digestion.”
“I’ll make sure to order some from The ‘Zon.”
Toni grinned. “They have next day delivery, you know.”
“Stop,” I laughed. “Thanks for listening, but please let’s talk about something else. Anything else.”
Toni leaned forward with her chin resting in her hands. “Okay tell me the truth, how big is Dante Rush?”
I rolled my eyes. “Check, please.”
Toni laughed so hard it felt as if half the diner turned to stare at us. Toni only laughed harder while my face heated to feverish proportions.
Chapter 22
Dante
Ishouldn’t be here, and I damn sure shouldn’t be doing what I’m about to do.
No matter how many times those words played in my mind on a loop, my feet wouldn’t move, wouldn’t turn away from the nanny’s door and lock myself in my room. I tried. For the past four days I’ve kept my distance from Lucy by bringing home enough work to get me through to bedtime. I was short and dismissive with her, and I left each morning without breakfast just to give myself some damn breathing room.
Nothing has worked so far.
So here I was, standing right in front of Lucy’s door with my fist perched in the air, prepared to knock. Only good sense stopped me, but I knew that wouldn’t last for too much longer. I’d gone as long as I could without a taste of her, and now I was craving and desperate for sweetness, and with that thought my fist landed on the door in three sharp knocks. My heart banged around in my chest as I waited, half hoping she was already asleep, or too smart to open up for me, and half wishing I was already inside the room with her.
The door flung open and Lucy stared up at me with sexy, slightly mussed hair, in another one of those damn near see-through tank tops that did wonderful things for her big breasts. The pajama shorts skimmed the tops of her thighs, leaving more leg on display than hidden, and my hands fisted at my sides at the sight of them.
“Dante?” She asked breathlessly.
“What are you doing?” My words came out harsher than I intended, but dammit, why in the hell did she have to be so enticing? So unintentionally appealing?
Her blue eyes widened slightly and she blinked slowly before she hit me with a killer smile. “Reading. What are you doing?”
“Losing my mind,” I growled and stepped forward into her room until my bare feet sank into the carpet of Lucy’s suite. I kicked the door shut behind me without tearing my gaze from her big blue eyes. “I can’t stop thinking about you,” I growled.
For the first time in our brief acquaintance, Lucy was speechless. My words had stolen whatever smart comeback she’d been poised to make, and I smiled as a sense of deep satisfaction wormed through me, along with a healthy dose of desire. “Um, okay.”
“Eloquent,” I snorted and took advantage of her sharp intake of breath, her slightly flared nostrils. One hand snaked around her waist and I yanked her flush against me before my mouth crashed down over hers. I kissed her like a man starved for affection, delved deep into her hot mouth as her arms flung around my shoulders and her body molded to mine.
My hands wandered her curves slowly and sensually as Lucy took a step back and then another. I didn’t know if she was trying to end the kiss or slow things down and a few seconds later it didn’t matter as we crashed onto her bed. I rolled to the side to avoid crushing her smaller frame and brought her with me. Lucy’s eyes widened in shock. “Somebody is happy to see me.”