Chapter 15
***Knight***
My computer alerted me to an incoming video call from Zander and I answered it with the tap of a key without taking my eyes off Aggie.
The T-shirt she wore over her bra and panties was suctioned to her body and I’d been watching her bounce around in the pool for half an hour with a hard-on that only softened when Zander’s voice filled my ears through my ear pods.
“Where are you?” His voice was full of irritation and I knew the source immediately. “You’re watching her, aren’t you?”
I smiled and snapped a quick picture to send to him. I heard his phone buzz and then listened as he swore. “Yep.”
“Fuck.” He was silent for a minute and then he groaned. “Security footage is better than your phone. What’s that say about your piece of shit phone?”
I looked up at the unobtrusive security camera overhead and shrugged. “Says that I had a very good system installed.”
“Shit. You haven’t done anything, have you?” The intercom in his office buzzed and his assistant said something I didn’t catch. “Give me ten minutes.”
I sighed as Aggie climbed out of the pool and immediately wrapped a towel around her body. “Damn.”
“Don’t expect me to feel sorry for you, asshole.
I’m working while you’re drooling over the nanny.
The nanny we fucked and thought would quit, by the way.
Seems getting fucked just gave her more attitude, though.
” Sounding truly disgruntled, Zander sighed.
“You should’ve seen Kyrin’s face when I told him she was still here, all smiles. ”
Aggie walked over to the table I was at and ignored me while she began a slow process of drying herself off. I cleared my throat and shifted in my seat.
“Try to be less obvious about your boner, would you?” Zander sounded happier then, taking joy in my discomfort. “She’s just ignoring you, isn’t she?”
“Yep.” I narrowed my eyes at Aggie and gritted my teeth. “Hey, Zan? Would you find it insulting if a woman said she needed to get tested after sleeping with you?”
“What the fuck? She said that? We’re clean and she should know that. We wouldn’t chance something that big.” Zander hesitated. “Is she on the pill?”
Aggie rolled her eyes at me. “You and Zander can both kick rocks.”
I unpaired my ear pods so Zander’s angry voice traveled straight to Aggie.
He growled and swore between clenched teeth.
“How can a woman who came so pretty and listened like an angel be such a pain in the ass in the light of day? Kick rocks? Really? I should bend her over that table and turn her ass bright red.”
Aggie’s eyes went round and her cheeks turned bright red before she dropped her towel and leaned over the table, much like Zander wanted.
With her face a picture of fury, she spoke quietly as Gracie slowly got out of the pool behind her.
“A better question is how can men so utterly annoying ever give any woman pleasure? Honestly, it’s a miracle that your personalities don’t inspire dryness that only deserts could compete with.
As for bending me over this table? I’d like to see you try.
The next time you lay a hand on me, I’ll flip you onto your back and throat punch you into next Tuesday. ”
Zander’s laughter boomed through the speakers and I found myself grinning. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d heard him laugh so fully. “One of us does like a little throat and breath play, baby, but we both know that isn’t me. Save your feistiness for the library. Be a good nanny, Aggie.”
I watched as she straightened and forced a smile as Gracie appeared next to her. “Ready for lunch, butterfly?”
“Yeah! Can Uncle Knight eat with us? And can we eat out here?” Gracie hopped where she stood, her happiness shining bright.
“Hey, Gracie. Uncle Knight is working.” Zander was still trying to stop laughing. “He’s been slacking off, too.”
“Oh, I know. He’s been watching Aggie.” Unaware of what she’d just said having any weight to it, Gracie continued. “I don’t think he thinks she can swim.”
I hung up on Zander as his laughter spilled out of my laptop speakers.
Looking up at Aggie, I saw her fighting a laugh of her own.
That quickly, she was past her anger, it seemed.
I closed my laptop and found myself fighting to hide a smile.
“I think lunch with you two sounds great. I hear we’re having cake and ice cream. My favorite.”
Gracie held her hands up to me and I picked her up the way I’d seen her parents do a thousand times. With Zella on my mind that morning, the memories were close to the surface. I turned away from Aggie and carried a wet Gracie into the house, all while she wiggled and sang one of her made up songs.
I found Jamie in the kitchen and nodded at the man. He’d been our chef for two years and I’d gotten used to him being around. When I watched his eyes roam over Aggie’s body, though, I felt an indescribable urge to kick his ass.
She was so focused on Gracie that she didn’t see the man checking her out.
When she did look up, Jamie had corrected his face into something polite.
“Hey! I hope it was okay that we changed the menu on you. I bribed this one with her choice of food, so you really helped me out in the end. Putting sunscreen on her was about two million times easier today than it was yesterday.”
Jamie took a few steps closer and smiled with nearly every single one of his teeth showing.
I’d never noticed that I hated his smile before that moment.
“It was no problem. If it would make it easier for you, you could just text me the menu that you and Gracie want. Or just come find me in here. I never mind the company.”
Aggie nodded and looked back at Gracie. “I’ll probably need your number. I have a feeling I’m going to use bribery a lot. Which is why I’m not a real nanny, because that has to be wrong on so many levels.”
Jamie leaned against the counter and took the chance to run his eyes over Aggie again. “You’re not a real nanny? That sounds like a story I’ll need to hear.”
“Ask him.” Aggie carelessly jerked her hand in my direction. “Apparently, the Graves brothers don’t take career women seriously.”
I gritted my teeth and stepped closer to her. “Jamie, we’re going to eat lunch on the patio.”
“Um, sure.” He looked back at Aggie. “I’d still love to hear the story from you. It’s always nicer to hear things from a pretty woman.”
Gracie gasped. “Mr. Jamie called you pretty! Oh, my gosh!”
I gripped the back of Aggie’s neck and stared down at her, searching for any sign of a positive reaction to Jamie. All I saw was frustration at me, which didn’t bother me in the slightest. I lightly squeezed her neck and smiled. “Cake awaits us, ladies.”