Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 77398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Not only in my bed, but in my life.
I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to take care of her in any way, shape, or form.
It was instinctual.
She was my knee-jerk reaction.
This push and pull between us added to my longing of wanting her.
Needing her.
Feeling her inside me.
In my mind.
In my heart.
In the core of my body.
The way she was with my kids was probably the biggest turn on for me. And the fact she was my nanny meant I was fucked.
“Is there anything else I can do for you?”
She shook her head no.
“Well, you know where to find me if you change your mind.”
I backed away, fighting the urge to claim what already felt like…
Mine.
Chapter 15
<>Camila<>
For the last month, Aiden started coming home earlier in the afternoons on the days the boys had something going on.
Jackson had football practice, Jagger was tutoring again after school at the library, and Journey was down for her three-hour mid-day nap.
The boys carpool didn’t drop them off at home till almost dinner, so it gave us a little over an hour to be somewhat alone under the same roof. Sometimes he’d help me with my class work, other times he’d help me prepare dinner for the night.
However, my preferred times were when we’d just hang out. Laughing our asses off. A lot.
Each time we did, I couldn’t help but feel like it was the first time he was allowing it to happen. Letting himself enjoy life again.
Today marked my fifth month at the Pierce residence and two months since I moved in with them. He surprised me with a cheesecake, a favorite of mine that I had no idea how he figured out.
We were sitting in the living room facing each other on the couch with the television on in the background, celebrating my workiversary.
“I need to make sure to save Curtis a piece. If he finds out I ate cheesecake and didn’t leave him a slice, he’ll get upset.”
“I understand. A man needs to know his girl thinks of him when he’s not around.”
I laughed.
Curtis had been spending a lot of his time at the Pierces’ on the weekends. Aiden hated that he rode the bus to get to his house, but Curtis was determined to show him he wasn’t a kid and could handle his own.
Aiden respected that, but it didn’t stop him from purchasing Curtis an unlimited bus pass. Telling Curtis to use it anywhere he needed to go, especially if it was to his house in the middle of the night.
The man took care of everyone, literally.
I’m almost positive Journey was infatuated with Curtis. She was always extra sassy and adorable when he was around. The boys took him in pretty quickly as well and so did the MC family.
“You didn’t have to do this,” I addressed, changing the subject.
“I’m fully aware, Cami.”
“Not that I don’t appreciate... you know… the things you’ve done for me… because I do. A lot. I’m just saying… you didn’t have to,” I stressed, stuffing another piece of deliciousness into my mouth.
“Why is it so hard for you to just say thank you?”
“It’s not.”
Scooping up part of the filling, he brought it up to his lips, nodding, “Try again.”
I hated how I was so transparent to him.
No, I didn’t.
I shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“Yes, you do.”
“Can’t you ever just let one slide?”
He arched a brow with that familiar gleam in his eyes that always answered for him.
“I’m just not used to someone taking care of me in that way.”
“And your parents?”
This was Aiden to a T. He didn’t beat around the bush. He said what he meant and meant what he said, in everything. The man had no shame in asking me personal things, as if he had a right to know them. And my spellbound ass always gave in so easily. It was natural, our banter flew smoothly.
It was the strangest pull anyone ever had over me.
If I thought about it anymore, my head was going to explode.
“They’re amazing.” I smiled.
Just thinking about my mom and dad made me happy. I still hadn’t seen them since I started working for the Pierces, but I’d spoken with them at least once a week in the last two months. Trying to be present in their lives as much as I could.
They knew I’d become a live-in nanny for my employer, not all the emotional bullshit that came along with it though. I didn’t want them to worry about me. They had enough on their plate and were getting up there in age. I was always the daughter they didn’t have to worry about, and I prided myself in that.
They knew about Sean, kind of... the less they knew about him, the better.
I kept those two parts of my life separate, pretty much like I was doing now.
However, I still spoke the truth to Aiden, “They had enough kids to take care of when I was growing up. They gave me what they could, which was love and affection, and in my opinion equally as important.”