Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 77913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Shaking my head in disbelief, I strode into his office, taking a seat in front of his desk. For the next hour, he went over their schedules, activities, and what would be expected of my care for them.
After another absurd duty in their routines, I blurted, “You do realize Ethan and Ariel are only kids, right?”
Caleb leaned back in his leather chair.
“I mean, do you see this rigorous schedule you have them on? When do they get to play and just be kids?”
“I don’t remember asking for your opinion. I fired the last nanny who gave me her unsolicited judgment.”
“I’m not judging. I’m just concerned for their wellbeing.”
“I’m not paying you for your concern about anything, Evie.”
“Don’t you want what’s best for them?”
“It’s why you’re sitting in front of me.”
“Then allow me to do my job. I’ll follow your schedule to an extent, Caleb, but I’m also adding activities that don’t include piano lessons for a five-year-old. For example, hide and seek or making cookies.”
“How are either of those activities going to help my children in their future? I followed the same schedule as a child, and look how well I turned out.”
“Hmmm…” I lifted my finger to my mouth, pausing for effect. “Debatable.” Before he could object, I continued, “Not everything is about their future. Being an adult is hard enough without having memories of a carefree childhood. Trust me, I would know.”
He considered it for a second. “I’ll give you one day a week.”
“I want one fun activity a day.”
“Absolutely not.”
“Caleb!”
“I suggest you don’t raise your voice to me in my home, Evie.”
“In a minute, I’m going to raise more than that.”
We went back and forth for what felt like an eternity until we finally came to a mutual agreement on his demanding routine for the kids.
“Since it’s one o’clock,” I mocked, pointing to where they would be on his calendar, “I’m going to go crash their swim lesson.”
I stood, halting my step as soon as I heard, “You need to sign this NDA before you go.”
I jerked back. “You can’t be serious.”
“Does it look like I’m not?”
“You don’t trust me?” I bit, offended.
He folded his arms over his broad, muscular chest.
Stop checking him out, Evie!
“You know, for someone who hates me, you sure have an issue with me not trusting you.”
His statement fueled my fire. I grabbed the NDA off his desk and signed it.
Throwing it back at him, I asserted, “My hate for you is still strong, Mr. Grump.”
Caleb
My son took to her almost instantly. It wasn’t a surprise, though—like father, like son. I couldn’t help but watch them from my office window when I should have been working on finalizing the contracts of my new employees.
Over the last thirteen years, my agency had acquired several different offices throughout the United States, but the one in Spain would be my first international organization. All eyes were on me. The pressure to deliver weighed heavily on my mind. My companies were the best, and it was never a title I took lightly.
I needed to make sure everything was ready to open in the next couple of days once we landed. Instead, I was standing at my fucking window, watching Evie step out of the pool, wearing a black bathing suit. It wasn’t revealing by any means, but damn her body looked amazing. Evie always had big, perky tits for being so fucking tiny.
Her skin was flushed.
Her body wet.
Her nipples peeking through her triangle top.
My intense gaze trailed down her neck toward her breasts, right to her narrow, small waist. The memory of gripping onto her hips and slamming her down onto my cock a month ago was messing with my head.
Her soft skin, slender thighs, and round, plump ass…
Made me lose control. Where I handed it right over to her.
Narrowing my eyes, I continued my visual assault down to her tight, flat stomach, wanting to kiss my way toward her perfect pussy.
“Fuck me,” I groaned, leaving my office.
I’d memorized every curve of her body, every inch of her flesh—every part of her was engrained in my mind. Right where I wanted it. Once I was by the outdoor kitchen near the pool, she started splashing around, playing with the kids.
Ethan and Ariel watched her as if they were staring at a wild animal, unaware of how to react to her antics. When they realized I was standing there, they looked over at me for guidance.
Evie followed their stare, landing right on me. Her gaze connected with mine, and I could see it in her mischievous eyes.
“Don’t you—”
A flood of water flew in my direction, soaking my suit in seconds.
I stepped back, threatening, “Don’t start a war you can’t win.”
Of course she didn’t let up. If anything, my words simply provoked her further.
“Oh, come on, Mr. Hawkins! Show your kids you can smile!”