Chapter Two
CHAPTER TWO
ALEX
I’ve never met anyone whose every thought is written so clearly on their face. Addison’s mind just went from whatever had made her smile, to shock, to wanting me to fuck her, to wishing to flee—all within a matter of seconds. And I watched it all travel across her face, clear as day.
I wouldn’t be opposed to fucking her, but she’s the new nanny. That means hands off. No matter how much I could use the release.
“Oh, god,” she mutters as she slowly descends the rest of the stairs.
I should move to the side to give her space after I was just so rude and embarrassed her, but my day was shit, and I don’t need Addison to like me. In fact, it’s best for her if she doesn’t. As long as she’s good with the boys, that’s all that matters.
She practically plasters herself to the wall, and I can see the internal struggle as she forces herself to meet my eyes. Hers are large and bright, the irises almost golden, the perfect accompaniment to her tanned skin and dusting of brown freckles. When I inhale, I catch a rich scent of coconut and spice and feel my dick twitch in my shorts. Fuck. My dick rarely listens to reason, and this time is no different.
“Sorry about that,” she says quietly. “You surprised me.”
“Clearly,” I respond, knowing I sound dismissive but too tired to care. “Are the boys in bed?”
“Just,” she says, biting her generous bottom lip.
Another twitch. I force my gaze away, knowing exactly what I’ll find if I scan her figure instead. A petite, curvy body with high, generous tits and well-defined hips that I’m certain have driven many a man insane.
But not me.
“I’m gonna run up and say goodnight,” I say, unsure why I feel the need to explain myself to this girl. She’s my employee, straight and simple. I turn and take the stairs two at a time, leaving the little pixie to watch my ass if she so chooses.
“Gary, I don’t need to be there for the meeting. I have full confidence you can handle everything.”
“They requested you,” my business manager’s voice drones over the phone.
I pull my sweaty t-shirt over my head as I maneuver the phone from one hand to the other. “I don’t care. I haven’t seen my kids in two days, and I’m not turning back around to please some assholes who just want a photo op.”
“You’re killing me, Alex.”
“That’s what I pay you for. Figure it out.”
“Yeah, okay,” he replies, taking a breath before asking, “How are things working out with the new nanny?”
“Fine.” I toss the sweat-soaked shirt in the hamper. Gary’s response is a chuckle, and since I can’t strangle him over the phone, I settle for a “Fuck you” before hanging up on him.
I left the hiring to him when the previous nanny quit unannounced when I was out of town for work. Had I known he would hire a smoke show like Addison, I would have flown home and done the hiring myself—preferably a seventy-year-old grandmother with zero sex appeal.
I toss the phone onto my bed and remove the rest of my clothes, desperately in need of a hot shower. Working out at the center before coming home was a mistake since it meant I missed seeing the boys, but I didn’t wanted to bring my dark mood into the house. This trip was one frustration after another, and I needed to work my anger out on the equipment before I was around the kids. They need me to be their rock, and that’s precisely what I’m determined to be.
They were asleep when I checked on them, so the only person I ended up talking to was the last person I should be interacting with. The mental picture of Addison descending the staircase like some goddamn princess from a fairy tale has my dick hardening.
I glance down at my naked body and frown at my jutting cock. “Down, boy.” And, like the dick he is, he completely ignores my order.