Chapter 31 Emma #3
He growls deeply, closing his eyes momentarily and breathing through his nose, nostrils flaring. “Minnie… you’re really testing my patience right now.”
He then opens his eyes and looks at Grey, a silent conversation passing between them. This whole time, Sam still waits patiently with his outstretched hand.
Finally, both men nod at each other before turning back to Sam. “Nope. Absolutely not. Nah-ah. No,” Sy says, letting go of Cece and crossing his arms at his chest while Grey does the same.
They look at each other once more, both shaking their heads. “No. Not happening. You can take your things and go. We won’t be needing you. Nope.”
“Silas, don’t be ridiculous.” Cecilia scowls at him.
Sam finally lowers his hand, realizing he won’t be getting a handshake from the boys any time soon. I kind of feel bad for him now, but he seems more amused than bothered or uncomfortable with the situation unfolding in front of him.
“And anyway, the contract is already signed. He’s going to be the kids’ nanny whether you two like it or not,” I say with a hand to my hip.
“Woman,” Grey warns.
“No. You two no longer get a say in this. If you both hadn’t been so picky over who to choose, then it wouldn’t have come to this. But we had enough with your stupid list of demands, so we hired who we wanted and thought best fit for the little ones,” I rebuke them.
“Yeah, well that’s not going to work with me. Last I checked it was our bank accounts paying his salary. So if we say no, it’s no.” Sy looks directly at me, daring me to defy his order.
A devilish grin spreads over my lips, and his rage grows as he watches me. “Then I guess it’s a good thing we put my banking info in the contract,” I deliver with a wink. Cece and I knew the guys would bring up payment as an argument, so we decided to put it under my name instead.
Silas gasps furiously.
“Are those my shorts?” Clay says out of nowhere, looking down at Sam’s shorts.
“Clay! This is not the time.” Cece looks at him with furrowed brows.
“Yes, they’re yours. It was that or his tight boxers,” Morgan answers in a hushed voice.
“How the hell do you know he has tight boxers?!” Silas interjects, getting angrier by the second. In the back, I hear Ronnie and Aubrey snickering, as well as Gabe and Noah.
“That’s enough, Silas! Sam will be the kids’ nanny, so get on board unless you want to sleep on the couch for the rest of the month,” Cecilia threatens him.
He stares at her with his mouth wide open in shock. “Minnie! You can’t be serious right now?”
“Try me just to see. Now watch your son, I need another drink.” She tosses him Dante before he has time to react and walks into the house.
Sy fumbles for a moment, not sure what to do, before turning around and following his wife into the house. “Wait, Minnie! Don’t make me sleep on the couch again. Please! I’m sorry. I love you!” are the last words we hear before he wanders farther into the house.
I giggle and look back at Sam, who smiles. “Well, that went better than expected.”
Grey squeezes the back of my neck once more, whispering into my ear, “Don’t think you’re off the hook for this. Bunny’s going to get a real spanking for this tonight.” He turns my head toward him, smacking his lips to mine in a claiming way, letting everyone know who I belong to.
He then lets go of me and walks over to the pool, ripping off his shirt and removing his pants, leaving himself in tight black boxers. Grey dives into the pool, his muscular, tatted back flexing with the movement.
Mmm, Bunny can’t wait for that spanking.
When he comes back to the surface, he slides both his hands through his hair, pushing it back.
He then comes to the side of the pool, gesturing for me to hand him Gracie.
I hurry over, passing Little Tulip to him, then kiss his lips quickly before standing back up and turning to Sam, who’s watching Greyson with a heated look.
Well, shit. Am I going to have competition?
“I’m going to get changed and started on dinner,” Sam informs us.
“I’ll show you around the kitchen,” Morgan tells him before pecking Clay’s lips and following Sam into the house.
I swivel back to the pool and find Grey checking me out with so much desire in his eyes that my nipples instantly harden under the weight of his stare. He zones in on them and licks his lips as his eyes darken. “Come here, Bunny,” he orders, and I obey.
I walk seductively down the steps into the pool.
When I get close enough, he wraps his arm around my waist while keeping Gracie in his other.
“Do you always dress this sexy for other men when I’m not around?
” he asks in a quiet voice while staring into my eyes.
I can feel his hard length pressing against my thigh.
“No. Only for you,” I whisper.
“Good.” He leans in and kisses the side of my throat. “So were you going to tell me he was gay? Or were you going to continue being the naughty girl you are and let me believe another man was trying to steal my bunny?”
I giggle and bite my bottom lip. “How did you figure it out?”
“The guy stared at me the same way you did when I came up in the pool, as if he was hungry for a lot more than food. No man looks at another like that if he’s into women.”
I laugh again. “I guess that is a pretty big giveaway. Will I have to fight for you now?”
“Never, I only have eyes for you.” He bites down on my shoulder.
I moan in response, tilting my head back to give him better access. For a moment, I forget we aren’t alone. I forget that Gracie is literally at our side. I forget the world around us and wish he would take me right here, right now, in the middle of the pool.
“Good,” I whisper breathlessly as his tongue and teeth continue to devour my neck and shoulder.
“Hey! No funny business in my pool!” Clay shouts behind us.
“Damn, and here I was about to invite the beautiful Veronica for some fun time in the water.” Noah chuckles beside him, winking over at Ronnie when she narrows her eyes at him.
“Well, that won’t stop me,” Gabe says as he walks over to Ronnie with a beaming smile. “Come on, Vixen. Come swim with me.” He bends down, scooping her up from her seated position on the lounge chair.
“No! Put me down, Pretty Boy. Don’t you dare!” she protests as he marches over to the side of the pool. Her wiggles and pushes barely making any difference.
He smirks. “Ready?”
“OH MY GOD! No! Stop! I swear to God, if you don’t put me down this instant, I’ll—” Her words are cut off by Gabe jumping into the pool with her in his arms as she screams.
When they break the surface, Ronnie coughs a few times, probably from swallowing water. She pushes her hair out of her face, then smacks Gabe in the arm and sends a wave of water right in his face. “YOU BASTARD!”
She quickly turns away, heading toward the side of the pool where Noah is crouched down with an extended hand, offering her help to get out.
She smiles at him and takes his hand, but then her smile turns evil, and she places her feet against the pool wall, pushing with all her strength and sending Noah tumbling into the water.
Grey and I watch from the sideline as they splash each other, playfully fighting together. “Those three will be banging by the end of the summer,” Greyson says with a chuckle as he kisses my shoulder once more.
“Oh, definitely.”