Falling for the Boss

FALLING FOR THE BOSS (A Billionaire Babysitter Forbidden Pregnancy Romance)

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CHAPTER 1 Sabrina Keller absentmindedly opened her friend’s text and read, Just heard of an open nanny position for bratty kid. Interested? As per usual, Sabrina laughed at Marcie’s text. The woman had a special way to word things that made even the most basic news sound funny. It was one of the many reasons she loved her. Closing the text, she dialed Marcie’s number eager to know more about the job. College was not treating her bank account well and, at this point, money—even bratty kid money—was more than welcome. “Hey, Brina,” Marcie greeted in a cheerful tone. “I knew my bratty byline would get your attention.” “Yeah, that’s what it was,” Sabrina said between chuckles. “Spill. When, where, how much?” “I don’t have details to spill,” Marcie started. “All I know is the brat is in my mom’s class, and the dad called this morning kind of desperate. Apparently, his old nanny just quit, and they need someone new ASAP.” After a pause for breath, Marcie added, “Oh, yeah . . . Mom also told me to warn you that the kid behaves like hell.” Sabrina shook her head and chuckled. Bad behavior was pretty much a staple in every nanny’s job, and though annoying, she knew she could handle it. The important thing was how much she would get for dealing with it. “And don’t you know anything else? Like, how much it pays?” Sabrina asked. “Unless I can come up with some cash quick, I’m going to have to take this upcoming

year off from school.” “Sorry, hun. That’s all I know,” Marcie explained in a sympathetic tone. “However, mom did say that Mr. Montgomery —that’s the dad, by the way—is willing to pay your asking price if you’re able to tame the beast.” “You’re so mean.” Sabrina shook her head. “Your mom teaches second grade, right?” “Yeah. The brat is seven, I think.” A smile formed on Sabrina’s lips. Seven wasn’t too bad. No dirty diapers, no temper tantrums, and overall the perfect age to nanny. “Sounds good to me. What do I do?” “Just wait until he calls you, I think. Mom will give him your name and phone number, and you’ll be good to go.” Sabrina thanked her friend for the help, and they chatted a little longer before hanging up. As she shoved her phone back into her pocket, a smile spread across her lips. With summer approaching, a nanny job that actually paid well would be a lifesaver. Taking a whole year off school was something Sabrina really didn’t want to have to do, and maybe this job would help her save at least one semester. * * * About a week later, just as Sabrina was finishing exam week, she received a call from an unknown number. The snotty woman on the other end barely greeted her before announcing that she was calling behalf of Mr. Montgomery regarding the nanny position. Relief flooded Sabrina, and she almost laughed with joy. After so many days

without contact, she had figured Mr. Montgomery had found someone else and was kind of deflated about it. Knowing she still had a chance at the job lifted her spirits and calmed her mind. “Yes . . . Hi!” she greeted a bit too enthusiastically. “I am very interested in the nanny position.” “Excellent,” the woman replied in a flat tone. “I’ll text an email address to this number. Please, send your résumé and make sure to include any relevant experience and letters of reference. If you fit our qualifications, we’ll give you a call to schedule an interview.” Once they disconnected the call, Sabrina laughed to herself. “Gee, I guess the good old days of saying ‘I like kids,’ and getting the job are gone.” Despite the joke, Sabrina ran home and carefully reviewed her résumé—not that there was much to review. It consisted of details regarding her education and some basic babysitting jobs she took over the years, but she hoped that her letters of recommendation would tip the scale in her favor. She was a natural with children, and the parents were consistent in pointing that out. Besides, she could always do a trial run and see if she even liked working for the family. With a hopeful heart, she sent the email and was more than excited when a few days later she received a call to schedule the interview. On the agreed upon date, Sabrina made sure to dress professionally in a proper navy wrap dress and red pumps. From the way they were doing things, Sabrina decided that looking good would probably help her more than looking like she was ready to play with the child.

The address provided took her to a manor style house with a gate and a security guard. After identifying herself to the guard, she drove up the driveway amazed at how far it stretched. As Sabrina walked from her old, beat-up Honda Civic to the luxurious front door, she felt weirdly lacking whatever qualifications were necessary to land this job. Still, when the butler greeted her at the door and guided her to Mr. Montgomery’s office, Sabrina took long and deep breaths and reminded herself that despite the size of the house and how pompous it was, a kid was a kid and she could do this. She stepped into the perfectly decorated office and saw a man sitting behind a desk. Even sitting down he seemed tall and fit, his square jaw was clean-shaven and his deep blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight. Despite the gray streaks in his sandy hair, he was, by all accounts, ridiculously handsome. “Good afternoon,” he greeted in a polite tone. “You must be Sabrina Keller. I’m Neil Montgomery.” He extended a hand toward her. Sabrina reached to shake it and was glad that her hand was semi-steady. “It’s very nice to meet you,” he added. Sabrina cleared her throat and willed her voice to remain steady. “Nice to meet you too, Sir.” He motioned for her to take a seat and, obediently, she did. With a serene smile on his lips, Neil held her gaze and said, “I looked over the documents you’ve sent, and despite your glowing recommendations, your actual experience with children seems about normal for a woman your age. With that in mind, I’d like you to tell me what makes you stand out from the other candidates. Why should I hire you instead of them?”

The question made Sabrina’s heart race and her palms feel sweaty. She bit the corner of her full bottom lip as she thought about what to say. She wasn’t, in her opinion, any better than the other candidates and therefore didn’t have an answer to give him that would help her get the job. So, she went with honesty instead. “Well, I think that what sets me apart from most potential nannies is that I really love children. Some people believe that being a nanny is an easy job and though I know it won’t be, I’m sure I’ll enjoy it just the same.” Mr. Montgomery started laughing, making Sabrina wonder if her answer was bad. She fidgeted in her seat for a moment until he finally put her mind at ease. “You certainly got the not easy part right,” he said in a light tone. “My son, Lowell, is seven-years-old, and frankly, I don’t know what to do with him. It’s hard for any parent to accept that their child is a troublemaker, but I’m at that stage. I know he’s still young and able to change, but I just don’t know how to help him.” He ran a hand through his hair and let out a chuckle that made him seem about fifteen years younger. “If I'm honest with you, Sabrina, I’m looking for a miracle worker and not just a nanny.” Sabrina instantly felt put at ease and chuckled along with him. Despite the money, the fancy office and the rigorous selection process, Mr. Montgomery was actually quite personable. “Well, I’m not easily scared, and I promise to do my best to help him,” she said earnestly. Mr. Montgomery smiled and nodded. “That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. When would you be able to start?”

His eagerness surprised Sabrina, and she did her best to keep her enthusiasm away from her voice as she replied. “I just had my last finals yesterday, so I’ll be able to start as soon as you need me.” “Excellent!” he exclaimed with a broad grin. “Lowell will have classes til Wednesday, June 3rd. However, I was hoping you would be able to start sooner. I’d like you to get used to the house and build a routine with him before he’s home full time.” Sabrina nodded as he continued, “Would you be able to start on Wednesday, two days from now?” Neil watched as Sabrina’s large, honey eyes blinked a few times while she contemplated his offer. Her lashes were long and alluring as they touched the soft, caramel skin of her cheeks, and her plump lips opened and closed as she prepared to give him an answer. Her body was slim, but it had curves in all the right places. As odd as it was for him to be attracted to a woman so much younger, Neil couldn’t deny that everything about Sabrina fascinated him. “I guess so,” she said after a few moments. Then, she looked down at her hands and straightened her back as she asked, “I’d just like to know about the hours and salary first; if you don’t mind, of course.” Neil wanted to slap himself in the face for acting like such a fool. Being this distracted by a beautiful woman was unfit for a man of his age and success. He felt like a stupid teenager. “Yes, I’m sorry,” he said in a professional tone that brought her gaze back to him. He took a sharp inhale and, as he continued, he reminded himself that this was a

business interview and not a social visit. “Your work hours will depend on the schedule you set up for him. He’s at school from nine till three, but you’ll be the on in charge of getting him ready in the morning, preparing his lunch and driving him. “You can use your time at your own discretion, but I want to make it clear that you will be the sole responsible for his transportation, clothes, room, homework and hygiene. I also expect you to get him ready for dinner with me and tuck him in at night.” Sabrina pulled a sharp breath through her parted lips and nodded her understanding. He could see by the line in her brow that she was paying attention and taking mental notes, which pleased him. However, he also noted that she looked a bit overwhelmed. In all honesty, the reaction wasn’t unusual during his nanny interviews. He was aware that the job was as demanding as he was. However, after several mediocre nannies and a handful of unsuccessful interviews, Neil was convinced that Sabrina had what it took to actually help his son and he was determined to get her to agree to the position. “Now, regarding your pay,” Neil continued and saw her eyes widen with anticipation. “Since the hours are so long, part of your payment is room and board at a private apartment here in the grounds. Aside from that, my offer is thirty-five hundred a month. Would that be acceptable?” Sabrina was glad she wasn’t drinking anything. Otherwise, he would be covered in spit by now. The salary was outrageous, but it would allow her to return to school the next year and even save up some money to pay for her student loans.

Since Neil’s blue eyes were still focused on her, Sabrina tried to look calm and collected as she accepted the job. “Perfect!” Neil said as he pushed his chair backward and got up to his feet. “Lowell is at school right now, so I’m afraid you won’t be able to meet him, but I’ll show you around the house and your apartment, that way you can start to get settled.” Sabrina smiled and followed him out of the office. From what she had heard of Lowell, she didn’t doubt that Neil had chosen to interview her while his son was at school on purpose. However, with the amount he was paying her, she’d look after Satan himself if she needed to. They left the house and walked together a few yards to a small cabin-type home to the south of the main house. Neil removed a set of keys from his pocket and opened the white front door. “This will be yours,” he told Sabrina as she walked in. “You’re welcome to bring food and use this place as you desire, but I do ask that you inform me first if you decide to have people over during your days off.” “And those would be?” Sabrina asked as she ventured into the small sitting area. “You’ll have Saturdays afternoons and the full day on Sunday. You’ll also have the time Lowell is at school off, but during the summer I’ll expect you to stay with him all day.” Sabrina nodded as she admired the apartment. It had a small cooking area attached to the living space and two doors on the opposite wall—a bedroom and bathroom, she imagined. With her time in the dorms coming to an end, this place was more than welcome.

After seeing the apartment, they walked back to the house, and Neil gave her a brief tour of the kitchen, living room, and Lowell’s bedroom. He also explained to her that she'd be required to undergo a quick training during her first week to get acquainted with the family’s customs. “Is there anything else you’d like to know?” Neil asked as they walked back into his office. Sabrina shook her head. “I have questions regarding Lowell’s activities and where I would be allowed to take him during the summer, but I assume those will be answered during training?” “Correct.” Neil shuffled through a drawer and pulled out some papers and a pen. “This is a standard year-long contract with clauses stipulating a two week paid vacation and everything else we’ve just discussed.” He stared deep into her eyes and imprinted as much honesty into his words as he continued, “I am confident that you will do well in this position, Sabrina, and I don’t want you leaving us after only a month or two.” Conflicted, Sabrina felt a lump form in her throat. She hadn’t expected the position to be for that long, and committing to it meant she wouldn’t be able to take any more classes until the next summer. However, the pay was too good to refuse. After a moment of hesitation, Sabrina picked up the paper and began skimming over the words. Neil’s heart raced in an uncomfortable manner until she finally took the pen and signed her name. “Thank you, Mr. Montgomery. It’ll be a pleasure to work with you,” she said as she handed the contract back to him.

“Oh please, call me, Neil. I’m not that old yet,” Neil said between chuckles as he signed the contract and handed one copy to her. Sabrina agreed to call him by his first name and got up from her chair as he did. They made small talk as he guided her back to the front door and opened the door. Looking at her one final time, Neil extended his hand toward her. As Sabrina placed her hand in his, a soft breeze blew past them caring the scent of his cologne to her nostrils. The contact with his skin along with the delicious scent and the intensity of his gaze made her a little lightheaded. She was suddenly extremely excited to start her new job, and not only because of the incredible paycheck.

CHAPTER 2 Sabrina was nervous when she arrived at the Montgomery house on Wednesday morning. Marcie’s mom had given her a few different ideas on how to help Lowell calm down and stay in line, but she was still anxious. Mr. Grant, the butler, greeted her at the door and gave her a more thorough tour of the house than the one provided by Neil. Once Sabrina was familiar with the home and staff, the man handed her a binder with Mr. Montgomery’s rules for his son and instructed her to move her things into her apartment and work on a schedule for Lowell to present to Neil when he arrived back home. She followed Mr. Grant’s instructions, and by the time she went to pick the boy up at school her clothes, books, and personal objects were all stored and Lowell’s days were carefully planned in a spreadsheet. Sabrina fidgeted as she waited for his teacher to bring Lowell out to the car. She wondered how he would react at to going home with someone new and had mentally prepared for whining, crying and complaining. What she hadn’t expected, however, was the precocious and obnoxious kid that entered the backseat of her car. “You can go now!” he commanded as soon as the door closed behind him. Sabrina raised a brow and turned around to look at him. He had curly, sandy blonde hair, blue eyes that mirrored his father’s and a few freckles sprinkled across his cheeks. She smiled at him, hoping he’d react better to a friendlier approach. “Hi, Lowell. I’m Sabrina.” He rolled his eyes and gave her a fake smile that showed he was missing his two

front teeth. “Good for you. Now hurry up, I’m hungry.” Despite her outrage at his rudeness, Sabrina kept the smile on her lips and reached for her purse. “You want a snack? I have some apple slices here.” “Yuck,” the boy said with disdain. Without even glancing her way, he continued as if ordering at a drive-through, “I want a large mint chocolate chip shake.” Milkshakes after school were forbidden under Neil’s rules, and even if they weren’t, with the way he was behaving Lowell definitely didn’t deserve one. Sabrina turned around, cranked the engine and said, “Sorry, buddy, but not today.” “Yes, today!” the boy yelled from the backseat. Through the rearview mirror, Sabrina saw his face turn bright red. “I command you to drive to Cook Out and get me a milkshake.” Sabrina pressed her lips together and sighed. If this was how it was going to be, she’d give him a run for his money. Without another word, she continued to drive back to the house without stopping or slowing down when they drove past Cook Out. As the boy realized that Sabrina had completely ignored him, the screaming resumed. “Go back. Go back right now! I want a milkshake. Get me a milkshake! We left my milkshake there!” His screams turned to pitiful cries that tugged at Sabrina’s heartstrings. As she pulled up to the gate, she glanced at him through the rearview mirror and saw that he looked like the saddest little boy in the world. With her heart in her hand, she gently placed her hand on the boy’s knee. “Hey, it’s okay,” she said hoping to comfort him. However, instead of relaxing, Lowell proceeded to slam his fist into her hand as

he yelled bloody murder. The security guard looked at Sabrina with pity in his eyes as she pulled her throbbing hand away and drove toward the house. As soon as she parked the car in the driveway, Lowell unbuckled his seatbelt and scurried out before Sabrina could say anything. She gathered his things and followed him through the front door and into the kitchen, where he was demanding the cook made him a milkshake. Once again, the answer was no as the boy received a plate with celery sticks and peanut butter instead. Sabrina cringed, sure that hell would follow. To her surprise, however, the boy took the plate and carried it to the TV room. Already tired and ready for the day to be over, Sabrina watched Lowell eat and ran over the schedule she had created for him in her mind. Even though it hadn’t been approved yet, she intended to follow it as best as she could. According to her plan, their next activity should be homework. She opened his backpack and but found nothing but a note from Marcie’s mom telling her to be patient and strong. She smiled as she folded the piece of paper and placed it in her pocket. Relieved that he didn’t have any homework, Sabrina returned her gaze to the little boy just in time to see him toss his empty plate on the couch and jump up to copy the moves the superhero was doing on the TV screen. Sabrina smiled at the cuteness and let him play until the show was over. Then, she straightened her face to give Lowell the discipline he so desperately needed. “Lowell, if you’re done with your snack, please take your plate to the kitchen.”

Lowell completely ignored her and continued his imaginary flight towards the double doors that led outside. “I’m going outside to play,” he said in a matter of fact way. Moving fast, Sabrina stood in front of the doors and looked at him through narrowed eyes. “First, you’ll take your plate into the kitchen.” “Nope,” he said with a shake of his head. “Yes, you will,” Sabrina said in a firmer tone. Lowell laughed and tried to walk around her, but Sabrina wouldn’t let him. She took a deep breath to calm herself and sank down to her knees, so she was at eye-level with him. “Let’s get one thing straight,” she said commanding his full attention. “I really want to be your friend, Lowell. I want to help you with your schoolwork and talk to you and play with you, but I won’t do that if you’re gonna be mean and disrespectful to me. “So, the way I see it you have two choices. You either take your plate to the kitchen as I’ve asked you and then we’ll go out and play whatever you want. Or, you can be stubborn and go sit alone in your room.” She cocked her head and stared him in the eyes. “What’s it gonna be, buddy?” He stared at her for a few seconds as he contemplated his options. For a moment, Sabrina was sure he was going to defy her once more, and she already dreaded what her reaction would have to be. However, to her surprise, the boy let out a resigned sigh and turned around towards the couch. She watched amazed as he retrieved his plate and took it to the kitchen without

another word. When he returned, he gave her a smile so large it showed his missing teeth and said, “I want to play superheroes. I’ll be Iron Man.” Sabrina laughed, grew a little taller in her spine and placed her hands on her waist. “Alright, Iron Man. Black Widow, reporting for duty.” The boy’s face instantly changed as he got into character. “Good that you arrived, the Mandarin is hurting those people. Let’s go!” At that, they ran off and started an epic battle with the supervillain that lasted until well after six in the afternoon. By the time they returned to the house, they were tired, sweaty and hungry. Sabrina knelt in front of him again and looked him in the eyes. “Tony,” she called making the boy giggle at being called by Iron Man’s alter ego. “It’s time to clean up for dinner, okay?” “Okay,” the boy agreed as he shed his imaginary armor and ran upstairs to his bedroom. “Hey, dad,” Sabrina heard the boy say on his way up and instantly got up to her feet. She turned around and saw Neil standing in the doorway. He kissed his son’s forehead and, as the boy continued to race upstairs, he turned his gaze to Sabrina. An approving smile spread across his lips and filled her heart with joy—and not only because of her job. There was something about the idea of pleasing Neil that made butterflies dance in Sabrina’s stomach. “Did you drug my son?” Neil asked with a straight face. Not realizing that he was joking, Sabrina’s brows pulled together in confusion as she opened her mouth to speak. However, before she managed to get a word in, Neil

chuckled. “It was a joke,” he informed. “But I’m honestly amazed that you managed to make him smile and obey on the first day. That’s never happened before. Good job.” Sabrina felt suddenly shy at his complimenting words. “He’s a good kid. Just needs someone with a steady hand.” “According to the guard you have that,” Neil said as he reached down and grabbed her hand. “I just hope it isn’t too badly bruised after my son’s tantrum.” “It’s okay,” she said looking down. The sight of her hand in his made her heart race for some inexplicable reason. “He tried me a few times after that, but I gave him a choice between having a nanny or a friend, and he chose the friend.” Neil smiled at her and nodded, “I’m glad, but don’t be afraid to be stern with him if he acts out again.” “I won’t,” Sabrina assured him as he released her hand and guided her towards the dining room. “Did you see the routine I left at your office?” “I did, and it looks fine. Keep me updated on how it works with him.” The pair entered the dining room a few seconds ahead of Lowell, who still had some dirt on his neck but was otherwise freshened and ready to eat. Sabrina helped the boy get food on his plate and enjoyed her meal as the three of them talked. Having grown up in a very unstable home, she didn’t have much experience with what an average family dinner looked like. However, she imagined it was something like what she was experiencing with them. Feeling at home in this strange house was strange yet surprisingly satisfying, and she was scared at how much she liked it. * * *

Neil watched as Sabrina left the room with Lowell after dinner in a state of surprised amazement. Aside from being gorgeous and a master at handling his handful of a son, she was also smart and able to hold a conversation better than most of the women he took out on dates. That fact alone made him wonder what would have happened had they met under different circumstances. As wrong and forbidden as his desire for her was, he couldn’t keep his mind from fantasizing about her. He imagined her in a form-fitting dress and high heels as he took her out to a fancy restaurant, and completely naked as he held her ankles beside his head and slammed into her until she begged for relief. Those thoughts carried his desire as he pleasured himself under the shower that night and stayed with him even as he fell asleep. His last thought before giving into oblivion was that right or wrong he would have to find a way to get close to Sabrina.



CHAPTER 3 During the following weeks, Neil kept to his decision and worked on getting to know his son’s nanny a little better. They talked a lot during dinner and thought their topics usually revolved around his son, he always made a point of asking her about her own life and interests. With each new day, Neil started to realize that the attraction he felt for her wasn’t only physical. He enjoyed her company and the positive effect she had on Lowell, and the combination of those things and her staggering beauty made him even more fascinated by her. As for Sabrina, she found herself settling into a nice routine with Lowell. As it was to be expected, the boy continued to misbehave every once in a while, but with a kind and firm hand, she always managed to get him back in line. The only time that made her feel like giving up was breakfast. The meal was always a wrestling match between them since the boy refused to eat anything healthy unless she brought in the Black Widow to talk some sense into Iron Man. Whenever that happened, Neil watched their interaction from his side of the table with a twinkle in his gorgeous blue eyes. Although she tried to convince herself that his expression was due to appreciation of her care for his son, Sabrina couldn’t shake the feeling that Neil was also appreciative of her in a more personal way. It was a crazy thought, and she knew it. He was older, sexier, richer and, above all, her boss. However, the way his eyes followed her movement around the kitchen and his hands always seemed to find a

way to brush against hers while picking up another slice of toast or depositing his dishes in the sink, made her wonder if he wanted her to be something more than just a nanny. The thought scared her. It was wrong and unprofessional, but still, she couldn’t deny her growing desire and often found herself wondering what it would be like to kiss his lips, grab his firm ass and welcome him inside her. Those were the exact thoughts she was having as she prepared Lowell’s lunch on her third Thursday on the job. “What are your plans for today?” Neil’s voice broke through her inappropriate reverie. Sabrina’s cheeks grew warm with embarrassment, and she was thankful her skin tone didn’t lend itself to blushing; explaining the bright red flush to her boss would have been an impossible task. She looked up from the sandwich she was making and saw him walk towards her. She smiled and continued to pack Lowell’s lunch. “I’m hoping to organize his room while he’s at school. He has a lot of clothes that don’t fit anymore, so I’m going to separate those and take them to Goodwill when I go pick him up at school. I also want to organize his toys. My feet are getting tired of stepping on Legos.” Neil laughed and leaned against the kitchen island. “Thank goodness! I was about to throw those damn things in the trash. I step on at least two every night when I go say goodnight to him, and they feel like square blades sinking into the bone.” A genuine laughter bubbled up from Sabrina’s chest. Neil watched as her lips parted, her chest bounced, and two little lines formed on the sides of her mouth. She

looked carefree and more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen before. He felt an unexplainable sense of pride that he was the reason why she looked that beautiful. “Well, as of this afternoon, consider your problem solved,” she said once her chuckles finally simmered. “Good. What else you have planned?” His question lingered in the air as he dipped a finger into the peanut butter jar and swirled it around. Sabrina watched entranced as her boss brought his peanut butter covered finger to his mouth and licked it clean. Breathing became a hard task as she became inexplicably jealous of a body part for the first time in her life. She cleared the lump in her throat and reminded herself that he was her boss and totally off limits. “I’m thinking about going to the park after school. Do you think he’ll like it?” “I do. I think he’ll love it actually,” Neil said while holding her gaze. The intensity of his stare caused her teeth to involuntarily clamp around her lower lip. Neil’s eyes instantly dropped to her mouth. He felt his cock hardening and pulled in a sharp breath. Without thinking, took a step in her direction. Sabrina’s heart pounded as the scent of his cologne filled her nostrils. Her eyes fluttered as Neil’s touched her waist and brought her closer to him until the hard ridge of his erection was pressed against the side of her hip. Before she could consider the implications of what was about to happen and how unbelievably inappropriate it would be, she squeezed her legs together and turned her face towards him. Neil’s soft, warm breath brushed against Sabrina’s lips when

Lowell’s voice calling her name from the hallway echoed through the kitchen. For the second time that morning, Sabrina’s cheeks burned with embarrassment. She opened her eyes just in time to see Neil step away to an acceptable distance and adjust himself. His lips cocked into a wicked smirk as he continued to gaze at her. With a heavy exhale and a shake of her head, Sabrina replied to the little boy. “Still in the kitchen, Lowell.” Moments later he appeared in the doorway. “I’ve brushed my teeth and made the bunny ears to tie my shoes.” “Way to go, buddy,” Sabrina said as she finished his sandwich and packed it along with the rest of his lunch. Through the corner of her eye, she saw Neil walk to his son and compliment him on his shoe tying abilities. The boy was laughing with his dad when she approached them and ruffled Lowell’s hair. “Time to say goodbye to dad and go learn some things,” she said. Not looking too pleased, Lowell kissed his father on the cheek and made his way to the front door. In an effort to save her professionalism and, in a way, her dignity, Sabrina kept her eyes on the floor as she wished Neil a good day and followed Lowell. “See you at dinner, Sabrina,” he replied as she exited the kitchen. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked over her shoulder at him and saw the smile on his lush lips. Filled her with anticipation, she didn’t allow herself time to overthink things and replied, “Can’t wait.” With that, Sabrina was out the door.

* * * For the rest of the day, Neil replayed his moment with Sabrina. There was not a single doubt in his mind that they would have kissed if Lowell hadn’t called her when he did, and that made him both excited and worried. As much as he was pleased to know she desired him as well, he couldn’t believe he had actually allowed his fantasies to play out in real life. Getting involved with an employee was a dangerous thing, but he couldn’t stop himself from wanting her or thinking about her. Throughout the day, her face, laughter and perfectly round ass disrupted three meetings and one conference call—a feat no other woman had ever achieved. The fact that he knew felt so strongly about a woman who was totally off-limits made him frustrated and very moody. When he arrived home, his mood improved momentarily at the adorable sight of Lowell and Sabrina sitting on the TV room floor while they played a board game. As per usual, she looked beautiful with damp hair framing her face and just the tiniest bit of cleavage showing. He felt himself grow hard and frustrated in one fell swoop. He shook his head and focused on Lowell, who was laughing from something Sabrina said. “Hey, son. How was your day?” Although his greeting was less enthusiastic than usual, Lowell jumped up to his feet and ran towards Neil with a huge grin on his lips. “It was awesome, Dad!” he started. “Sabrina and I went to the park and rode bikes, and then we came home and had mint chocolate chip ice-cream, but only after we finished my homework. I did all my math right, dad. I only got one thing wrong,

but Sabrina told me it was okay because the minuses can be really confusing sometimes.” When Lowell finally stopped talking, he was red faced and a little winded. Despite his foul mood, Neil couldn’t help but smile at his son. “I’m glad you had a good time today,” he said honestly. “Are you hungry or that ice-cream ate away all the space of your dinner?” “Ice-cream was a while ago, dad,” Lowell informed with a roll of his eyes. “Good,” he said and then, without looking at Sabrina, he asked in the driest tone he could muster, “Do you know if dinner is ready?” “It is. I’ll go inform the cook you’re ready to eat.” Although Neil could hear the hurt and confusion in Sabrina’s voice, he just nodded and continued talking to his son. He hated himself for being so harsh with her, but if he was to remain professional towards her, he couldn’t care about her feelings. Once Sabrina returned to announce that dinner was served, the two Montgomery men made their way to the dining room and took their seats. As usual, Sabrina sat beside Lowell, but unlike most dinners, she was completely quiet. Neil tried his best to remain focused on his son and enjoy his excitement over the events of his day, but it was hard. His eyes kept stealing glances at Sabrina who looked confused and sad. Seeing those emotions on her face and knowing he was the responsible for putting them there, made his already sour mood take a nosedive until he was practically bursting at the seams. “I was so brave, dad,” Lowell continued his story about their bike ride. “I wasn’t even afraid when we went down a hill this big.”

Without realizing that the cook was standing right behind him, the little boy opened his arms wide to demonstrate the size of the hill and ended up knocking the tray holding their desserts off the woman’s hands. As Sabrina and the cook got down on their knees to clean up the mess before it stained the rug, Neil pushed his chair back and yelled, “Damn it, Lowell! Why don’t you ever pay attention?” Tears instantly welled in the boy’s eyes and he looked at Sabrina for comfort. Outraged at Neil’s behavior, she stood and hugged the little boy. She stared daggers at Neil from over Lowell’s head. Once the Cook had finished cleaning, Sabrina looked at the older woman and asked, “Mrs. Lee, do you still have some of that delicious ice-cream in the kitchen?" Lowell sniffed once and looked at the woman, who replied, “I think I can scrape some, if there’s a kid interested, that is.” The boy’s face lit up, and he released Sabrina to follow Mrs. Lee into the kitchen. Before he left the room, however, he glanced back at his angry looking father as if asking for permission. Before Neil could say anything to him, Sabrina interjected, “It’s fine, buddy. Go ahead and have as much as you want. Then, call me, and I’ll go help you get ready for bed, okay?” Without another word, Lowell and the cook disappeared. As soon as they were alone, Sabrina crossed her arms in front of her chest and raised a brow at Neil. She knew that what she was about to do was highly inappropriate and could cost her the job, but she didn’t care. She had grown to love Lowell and felt compelled to defend

the boy. “What the hell was that?” she demanded. “He was happy, and it was an accident. I know you’re his father, but you can’t speak to him like that just because you’re in a pissy mood. He didn’t do anything wrong.” Neil grew a bit taller in his spine and took a step in Sabrina’s direction. “Watch it, Sabrina. You’re a good nanny, and Lowell likes you, but you’re not his mother. He’s my son.” “I know that, and normally you’re a good father. However, today you sucked!” Neil narrowed his eyes at Sabrina, but his anger didn’t stop her from continuing to speak her mind. “He was happy and excited to talk to you, Neil. And because you’re angry or moody or whatever the hell you are, you just lashed out of him. That’s not right and, as someone who grew up with parents who did that, I can assure you that all you’re doing is losing your child.” Her words made the frustration and anger he had spent the entire day trying to control pulse out of him in waves. He knew Sabrina was right and that his behavior towards his son was unforgivable, but the Hulk was out, and he couldn’t contain it. “My mood has nothing to do with why I yelled at him,” Neil lied in a scream. “I yelled because he lacks discipline, and that’s your fault. I hired you to make him behave and be calm, not to give him ice-cream in the middle of the afternoon and coddle him.” Sabrina cocked a brow and took a step in his direction. “Is that really why you’re angry at me, Neil?” “Yes,” he barked between heavy breaths as he too took a step in her direction.

Once they were standing right in front of each other, he added, “I’m angry with you because you don’t follow instructions.” “Is that all?” she asked. Her breath fanned across his face heightening the turmoil happening inside of him. “No.” “What else, then?” That question told Neil that Sabrina knew perfectly well why he was so angry and frustrated. However, if she wanted a real answer, then he was going to give it to her. Reaching over, he grabbed her neck with one hand and her waist with the other. In one swift movement, Neil crashed Sabrina against his body and brought his mouth down to cover hers. The soft contours of her body molded against the hard lines of his, and she felt the hardness of his penis dig into her belly. Desire pooled wet and hot between her legs as his tongue parted her lips and stroked hers. Desperate for more, Sabrina’s hands tangled in his hair as Neil’s traveled down her body to grab her ass. She moaned as he pulled his lips away from hers to dot wet kisses down her neck and cleavage, before returning to kiss her lips. They continued to kiss until Lowell’s voice called Sabrina’s name from the kitchen and Neil broke their kiss. Instead of pulling away from her, he kept his lips pressed against her and said, “I’m also angry with you because of this.” With those words, he turned around and left.

CHAPTER 4 The morning after their kiss, Sabrina woke up and saw that she had an email from Neil. It said that he had to go away on business and wouldn’t be back until the following week. He also apologized for demanding that she work during her weekend break and promised to pay extra for her trouble, but made no mention of their argument or their kiss. Confused and still a little angry with her boss, Sabrina got ready and walked to the house. Normally, Neil would be the one to wake his son, but with him gone, the task fell to Sabrina. “Where’s dad?” Lowell asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Sabrina’s brows pulled together. “He had to go away on a trip. Didn’t he tell you?” With a frown on his face and the saddest eyes, the boy shook his head. His expression broke Sabrina’s heart. After a few moments of silence, Lowell asked, “Was it because of me?” “What?” Sabrina asked confused. “The trip. Did dad leave because I got the rug dirty?” Sabrina’s heart felt like it was being split in two. She forced the tears away from her eyes and touched the boy’s cheek, hoping that the touch would comfort him. “No, buddy. It was work. He told me that he was in a hurry and didn’t want to wake you, but that he loves you so much ” Sabrina lied in a tender voice. The boy nodded, but continued to look miserable. Then, an idea hit her and her lips curled into

a wicked smirk. “I was thinking, since your dad isn’t here and we won’t have to eat breakfast with him, you and I could head over to Cook Out and have milkshakes and hash browns for breakfast.” The sadness instantly vanished from Lowell’s face, giving space to undiluted excitement. “Can we really do that?” Sabrina nodded. “Yep, but we have to hurry, and we have to pinky swear to never tell your dad,” she said and extended her little finger to him. Lowell sat up in his bed and curled his finger around hers. “I promise,” he stated in a solemn voice. Then, he flipped the covers off his body and jumped out of bed to get ready. Their fast food breakfast was fun, greasy and delicious. They laughed and talked about a bunch of stuff, and though he seemed excited, Sabrina could still see the underlying sadness in Lowell’s eyes. For the rest of their weekend, Sabrina tried at all costs to cheer him up. She ordered pizza for dinner, took him to the park on Saturday, played superhero until he was tired of the game and even set up an old tent she found in Neil’s garage so they could camp in the backyard. However, despite her best attempts, Lowell’s attitude seemed to deteriorate with each passing day. The boy was constantly moody, rude to the staff and aggressive with other kids. Although Sabrina understood his issues and tried to cut him some slack, when she was called to the school on Monday to listen to a hysterical mother yell at her because Lowell had punched her son, she reached a breaking point. She opened her email and wrote,

Mr. Montgomery, I’ve just returned from you son’s school where I was yelled at by the angry mother of the boy Lowell just punched. I’ve talked to him and explained why he can’t hit other kids. I’ve also made him apologize to the little boy and promise he won’t ever do that again. I know that handling these kinds of situation is part of my job, and I’m doing the best I can. However, as you’ve pointed out during our last dinner together, I’m not his parent and therefore, there’s little I can do to fix what’s wrong with him. He needs his father. He needs to feel loved and know you don’t hate him for ruining the rug. He needs to play with you and know that he takes priority in your life. As for me, I need to know you’re not punishing him—and me by extent—for our lack of judgment the other night. Fire me for acting inappropriately if you want, but please help your son. He needs you more than I need this money, and that’s saying a lot. On Wednesday is his last day of classes. There will be a party, and he really wants you there. I hope you’re able to make it. Sincerely, Sabrina. Sabrina read the email three times before hitting send. She knew there was a chance she’d be fired for once again stepping outside her bounds and teaching Neil how to raise his son, but at this point, she simply didn’t care.

* * * The next day, when Sabrina arrived at the house after dropping Lowell at school, she saw Neil’s Bentley parked in the garage. Although she didn’t regret the angry email she had sent him, her mouth went as dry as the desert knowing that this was probably the end of her employment at the Montgomery house. With a pounding heart and heavy breaths, Sabina got out of her car and made her way around the house to enter through the kitchen door. She frowned when instead of seeing Mrs. Lee at the stove, she saw Neil sitting at the table. Instead of his usual suit, he was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. His feet were bare, his hair was wet, and his cheeks were sprinkled with a delectable stubble. Memories of the kiss they shared returned to her mind making her cheeks heat and her heart race. “Neil, hi,” Sabrina greeted in a nervous tone. “Hello, Sabrina.” Neil smiled and got up from his chair. “I’m glad we’re back on first name basis with each other. Would you like a cup of coffee?” The nonchalant tone he used only added to her nervousness. “Yes, please.” “Good. I’ve just put on a pot of my favorite vanilla blend. It’s delicious, you’ll see,” he said with a nod. Sabrina took a seat at the table and watched in silence as Neil walked to the cupboard and retrieved two cups. He put the amount of sugar and milk she liked in her cup before filling both with the hot liquid. Then, he walked back to the table and sat beside her. “How’s Lowell today?” he asked.

“So far, so good.” Sabrina took a sip of the coffee. She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan at how delicious it was. “This is excellent coffee.” “I knew you’d like it,” Neil said as he took another sip. For the next few minutes, they talked about random things, such as the coffee and her weekend with Lowell. Neil also told her a little about his business trip and asked for details regarding Lowell’s fight at school. Once those subjects had been exhausted, he cleared his throat and approached the subject both of them had been dreading. “That was one angry email you wrote.” From the moment she saw him, Sabrina knew that this conversation would happen. The knowledge, however, hadn’t prepared her for how nervous she’d be when the moment finally arrived. Decided that there was no point in skimming around the subject, Sabrina filled her lungs and said, “It was, but before you start yelling at me, I want to say that I don’t regret writing it. Lowell is a great kid, and I hate that his sadness and loneliness are making him move backward. He deserves more than that.” Neil stared at Sabrina with a serious face for a couple of nerve wracking seconds, and asked, “So you’re not apologizing?” Despite the protests in her mind to save her job, Sabrina’s reply was a firm, “No.” “Good,” Neil said with a hint of a smile. His stern blue eyes softened with a new layer of appreciation that thrilled and confused Sabrina in equal amounts. “I’m glad you’re not apologizing,” he added honestly. “I needed to hear those things and God knows that Lowell needs someone to fight for him. As much as I love him and have

tried to be a good father, I’m not always very good at it.” Sabrina looked at him with compassion in her eyes and a tiny smile on her lips. Although she wasn’t a mother, she imagined that admitting to failing your child was probably the hardest thing a parent could ever do. Sensing that wasn’t all he had to say, she continued to drink her coffee in silence. Taking her cue, Neil spoke. “I know it’s awful to admit this, but I’ve never wanted a kid,” he said in a low and almost embarrassed voice. “My life was good and perfectly happy. I had a thriving company, a gorgeous wife and enough money to do whatever I wanted, but Jenin wanted a baby. We fought about it for years, and because I loved her more than anything in the world, I eventually caved.” A sad smile touched Neil’s lips as he continued, “She was so happy throughout the pregnancy and seeing her like that made me happy as well. Those nine months were the best of our lives, but then she had Lowell, and everything changed.” From his slumped shoulders to the downward curve of his lips and the redness in his eyes, pain was etched to every inch of Neil’s body. These memories and that time of his life were things he had never discussed with anyone. However, the way Sabrina made him feel and cared for Lowell led him to believe that it was okay to open up. “How so?” she asked in a soft tone after a few moments of silence. Neil took a deep breath and explained, “The baby made her miserable. She didn’t want to hold him or feed him; she would let him cry for hours before going to check up on him. Then, when he was about three months old, she got so messed up with pills and alcohol that she forgot him in the bath. Although his head was above water,

by the time our housekeeper found him, Lowell was cold and bluish. It was the scariest day of my life. “After that, I tried to get Jenin to go to the doctor, but she wouldn’t go. I had no other option but have her committed. It was the most difficult decision of my life, but I had to do something. I couldn’t allow her to keep hurting Lowell or herself.” Sabrina nodded her understanding. As the daughter of a mentally unstable father and a drug addict mother, she understood almost every facet of Neil’s family drama, and as a result, her heart ached not only for him but also for Jenin and baby Lowell. With a voice laced with genuine compassion, she asked, “Was it post-partum?” Neil nodded. “Yes, but she never accepted it. She was at the clinic for three months and fooled everyone—myself included—to believe that she was getting better, but she wasn’t. As soon as she came home, she went back to ignoring Lowell and doing drugs.” He sighed and shook his head as he added, “She died of an overdose two weeks later in his nursery, and I was left alone to care for him.” Overwhelmed with sadness, Sabrina’s hand reached to cover his. Instead of the fiery touches of their last exchange, this time her touch was calm and comforting, and for the first time in seven years, he didn’t feel alone. “I’m so sorry, Neil. I can’t imagine how hard all of that must have been for you. And for what is worth, I think you’re doing a good job with him.” Neil chuckled and raised a brow. “Do you really? Your email gave me a different impression.” “I said a good job, not a great one,” she teased. “There’s still room for improvement.”

Again, Neil laughed. “Well, I can honestly say that I’ve tried. I’ve measured no costs to give him everything he wanted in hopes that it would fill the whole Jenin left on him.” Holding Sabrina’s gaze, Neil turned his hand, so his palm was in direct contact with hers. Her breath caught in her throat as the familiar tingles traveled up her hand and arm, bringing about the memories of their kiss. Just by looking at him, Sabrina could tell that Neil felt the heated charge as well. “Despite my efforts,” he continued in a raspy voice, “I feel like I was wildly unsuccessful until you came into our lives.” As Sabrina’s cheeks heated with another invisible blush, Neil continued, “Lowell adores. Even when you’re scolding him, he thinks you’re the prettiest and most incredible person ever to walk the Earth, and I can’t argue with him because I feel the same. “I’ve spent the entire time I was away trying to regret kissing you that night, but I don’t. I regret everything else I did that day, but I don’t regret that. It may have been inappropriate— as you wrote in your email—but with that one kiss, you made me feel alive in a way I haven’t felt since I found my wife’s dead body and for that, I’ll always treasure it.” Neil took a deep breath and cleared his throat as he moved on to the most important part of his speech, “You don’t have to worry about me firing you because of it, or about me doing it again,” he assured her. “As much as I want to touch you and kiss you and make love to you, I won’t try anything. And that’s not because you work for me and I’m trying to be proper—I don’t care about that. The reason why I’m

taking a step back is that you fill the whole in my son’s heart—and in my own—and I don’t want to risk losing that for anything in the world.” Up until that moment, Sabrina had never grasped that concept of swooning. She had always thought it was just a stupid thing people wrote in books to give it a dramatic effect during a romantic scene. However, at that moment, she felt like she would actually swoon. Her legs were weak, her heart was hammering inside her chest, and her mind thought of nothing but the handsome man in front of her and the beautiful words he had just said. As she replayed them in her mind, she decided that propriety be damned. In the space of a heartbeat, Sabrina rose from her chair and took the two steps that separated her and the man she so desperately desired. Before either of them could fully understand what was happening, she leaned over and crashed her lips against his in a passionate kiss.



CHAPTER 5 The kiss was a wonderful surprise to Neil, but before he could really enjoy the feel of her soft lips against his, Sabrina pulled away. She gazed at him with a mixture of wonderment, shock, and undiluted lust as she said, “I don’t regret kissing you either.” “I can see that,” Neil teased as his hands grasped Sabrina’s hips. With their eyes locked, Neil stood. While one of his hands continued to grip her hip, the other traveled upwards causing shivers to erupt in Sabrina’s skin as his fingers skimmed the curves of her waist, breast, and neck. By the time Neil touched her cheek, Sabrina was breathing heavily with desire. His fingers moved from her cheek to her lips and, with a low and sensuous voice, he asked, “Will you regret allowing me to touch you like this?” Sabrina shook her head. “No.” A pleased smirk appeared on Neil’s face as his finger slowly traced every line and curve of her lips. Then, holding her gaze, he pushed the tip of his index finger inside her mouth. With a fire that made Neil’s dick grow hard burning in her eyes, Sabrina held his wrist and guided his hand in and out of her mouth. She felt herself becoming wet as she sucked his finger the way she wanted to suck his cock. As she teased him, Neil pulled Sabrina close and ran his tongue from the curve of her shoulder to the spot where her long neck met her ear. Her caramel skin tasted as sweet as it looked and he couldn’t help but wonder if her pussy also tasted that

delicious. The thought of having her in his mouth made him so hard it was almost painful. With every fiber in his body, Neil wanted to tear Sabrina’s clothes off and bury himself inside of her right there in his kitchen. However, he had made a promise—to her and himself—that he wouldn’t take things further unless she asked, and he was determined to keep his word. “How far do you want this to go?” he whispered in her ear. Sabrina had never thought herself as a brave woman, especially when it came to sex. However, there was something about the desire in Neil’s eyes that made her feel empowered and incredibly bold. Before answering, she pulled his finger from her mouth and guided it down her neck and chest. Once his palm was resting on her breast, she whispered, “Take me as far as you want.” Neil needed no other word or invitation. His fingers squeezed her breast, and his lips covered hers for yet another passionate kiss. Once they parted for breath, he took her hand in his and walked out of the kitchen without another word. Anticipation filled Sabrina’s body as they made their way across the foyer and up the stairs. She obviously knew that their destination was Neil’s bedroom, and the closer they got to it the busier her mind became. She wanted Neil more than she had ever wanted anything or anything in her life, there was no question about that. He was gorgeous, interesting, older in the sexiest way possible, and had filled her dreams since the moment she had first laid eyes on him. However, she was terrified of what having him could do to her and her plans.

Since she was a little girl, she had dreamt of having a degree and doing something meaningful with her life. She had invested everything she had and every second of her time into that dream, and now that she was so close, she couldn’t risk losing this job and her final opportunity to graduate. For a moment, Sabrina thought about releasing Neil’s hand and running away. The thought, however, quickly dispersed when he turned his gorgeous blue eyes to her and with honesty in his voice said, “Before we go in, I need to make sure that you know you can say no to me. If this isn’t what you really want, you can walk away and continue to be my son’s nanny and nothing more. I won’t fire you, and I won’t resent you. Ever.” “And what will happen to my job if I do go inside?” Neil chuckled and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear. “Aside from having to tuck me in at night every night like you do with Lowell, absolutely nothing.” Sabrina laughed aloud. It was a wonderful and surprising feeling to laugh with him like that, and when combined with his words, it put an end to her inner war. “So you want me to come in here every night to read you a story and kiss your forehead before you sleep?” she teased. A childish grin curled up on Neil’s lips. “As long as you’re naked, yes.” Once more, Sabrina laughed. This time, however, she also reached for the doorknob to open the door. “Well, in that case, why don’t show me where I’ll be tucking you in, then?” Neil winked and pulled Sabrina into his bedroom. As soon as the door closed behind them, the mood shifted from lighthearted to intense and passionate.

Pushing her back against the door, Neil kissed every inch of caramel skin he could get his lips on and ran his hands through the soft curves of her breasts and ass. Sabrina shivered at the intensity of his caresses and thrust her pelvis against his looking for some sort of contact that would alleviate her need. As if reading her mind, Neil reached under the hem of her skirt and pushed the edge of her panties aside. Her blood ran hot with anticipation as Neil’s fingers toyed with her moist flesh. Then, without notice, he pushed a finger inside of her making her gasp with pleasure. “God, you’re wet,” he whispered as he pulled his hand back and added a second finger. Sabrina closed her eyes with delight as his movements became harder and more urgent. Intense pleasure took hold of her body making her oblivious to everything, including Neil. He took advantage of it and flicked the strap of her sundress so her breast would spring free. Without stopping the hand that was pleasuring her, Neil marveled at the brown beauty of her large breasts and welcomed a nipple into his mouth. Sabrina gasped and whimpered as his lips sucked and nibbled her hardened peak while his fingers continued to vigorously fuck her. In a matter of seconds, Sabrina felt her body coil and tingle as an orgasm started to build in her belly. Her nails clawed at Neil’s back, and her lips called his name in anticipation, but before she could find the release she so desperately needed, he pulled away from her. Her eyes opened, and she looked at Neil with a pout. “No, I was so close,” she

whined. “I know,” he replied. With a smile on his lips, Neil brought two glistening fingers to his mouth and licked her juices from them. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m gonna make you come, but I want to have you naked and in my mouth when you do.” His words were like a shot of caffeine to her already hyped libido and Sabrina pressed her thighs together with anticipation. She wanted to give him a sexy reply, but she literally had no words as she watched him lick his lips and tug the fabric of her dress, so it fell to the ground Once she was naked in front of him, Neil took a few steps backward to look at her. She was dark, toned and magnificent. As she removed her panties, Neil grabbed his throbbing cock through his pants. “I want to do that,” Sabrina said with a sultry smile as she walked towards him. With deft hands, she pulled his shirt off his body and marveled at the amount of muscle he hid underneath his usual suits. He was in better shape than most twentysomething-year-old men she knew. Her fingernails scratched their way down his hard pecs and washboard abs until they arrived at his belt. Quickly, she undid the buckle and then the buttons of his shorts. As the garment fell to the floor, Sabrina reached underneath the elastic band of his boxer briefs and grabbed his cock in her hands. Without taking her eyes from him, she glided her hand up and down his length. She saw with delight as his breath quickened and his body shivered with pleasure. She felt him grow even bigger and harder in her hand, and couldn’t help but wonder how he would feel in her mouth.

For a moment, she considered going down on him, but as he started to throb with the prelude of his orgasm, Sabrina decided it was time for a payback. Releasing him, she pulled her hand out of his boxers and kissed his lips. “When you come, I want it to be inside me,” she said against his lips. Neil groaned. “Oh, honey. You have no idea how much I want that as well. But first, I’m hungry for your pussy.” The words were barely out of his mouth when Neil picked Sabrina up in his arms and took her to his king size bed. He laid her down close to the edge and pushed her knees open as wide as they would go as he sank down to his knees. He held her open and swiped his tongue against her folds. “Sweet as caramel,” he said and continued to lick her until Sabrina was panting. Then, he took her clit into his mouth and sucked merciless until her hands clawed at the sheets and she cried with the orgasm that exploded inside of her. Sabrina barely had time to compose herself before Neil removed his boxer briefs and brought the head of his impressive erection to her throbbing pussy. He teased her until she literally started to beg him to take her. A little cry of delight escaped Sabrina’s lips when Neil finally pushed his cock inside of her. He held her gaze and gave her a second to adjust to his size, and then he started to move. His thrusts were slow at first, but as he saw a pleased smile curl on Sabrina’s sweet mouth, he picked up the pace and started to pound his cock inside her as deep as he would go. The sensation was indescribable, and Neil lost himself in it. Groans and moans echoed through the room as they continued to enjoy each

other’s bodies vigorously. They moved together in Neil’s bed, enjoying different positions and sensations until they finally found release together. “Incredible,” Neil said as he pulled out of Sabrina and laid beside her on the bed. With a sated smile, Sabrina replied, “It was. We should do it more often.” “I just need ten minutes, and I’ll be good as new.” Sabrina laughed at Neil’s reply. However, the mention of minutes made her think about the time and picking Lowell up at school, which inevitably caused her to remember that she was in bed with her boss. Despite how fantastic their time together had been, she couldn’t help but worry about the very awkward position they would both be in if any of the staff found them together. She wondered if Neil would go back on his word now that he had had her and fire her. That simple thought made panic settle in her heart. Desperate to get away before anyone noticed what she was up to, Sabrina pushed the arm Neil had draped over her stomach away and tried to get up from the bed. “There’s no one home but us, you don’t need to worry,” Neil said as if reading her mind. He then held her arm to keep her from leaving and added, “Also, it’s only been two minutes, I think. I still need eight more.” She sighed and looked at him. He was smiling like he didn’t have a care in the world—which maybe he didn’t. “I shouldn’t be here, Neil. I’m working.” He rolled his eyes at her and received a cocked brow in return. “Fine,” Neil said with a shake of his head. Then, in a professional tone, he added,

“Ms. Keller, as per your suggestion, I’ve decided to take a month long vacation so I can spend some quality time with Lowell at our beach house. Since you’ll be accompanying us, I’m giving you the day off. You’re now free to rest, go shopping for a sexy bikini and fuck your boss as many times as you want until one in the afternoon when he’ll have to leave to go to his son’s school party.” He cocked a brow and asked, “Satisfied?” Neil’s desire to keep her made Sabrina’s body flutter in a way that made her worry not only about her job but also about her heart. She could almost feel the lust she felt for him morphing into something more powerful, something that could crush her. However, as afraid as she was of those feelings, she couldn’t fight the need she had for him. “Not yet,” she replied as she lay back beside him. “But I’m sure I will be in a few minutes.” Neil laughed and kissed her as he realized he didn’t need those eight more minutes.

CHAPTER 6 When they arrived at the beach, Sabrina couldn’t believe her eyes. Though significantly smaller than their everyday home, the beach house was still huge and just as gorgeous. The single story house was decorated in shades of white and blue with plenty of shells and sea glass to give it a beachy feeling. Huge windows overlooked the blue ocean, and a set of French doors opened to a wide porch that led straight to the sand. In her entire life, Sabrina had never seen a place as beautiful or as peaceful. Knowing she’d call it home for the next few weeks made her realize just how surreal her life had become. “What do you think?” Neil asked as he set their luggage by the door and moved closer to where Sabrina stood. She looked at him with the biggest smile on her lips. “It’s as amazing. I can’t believe you own this house but don’t live here. If this were mine, I wouldn’t leave here for anything in the world.” A smile formed on Neil’s lips. He loved this house and often dreamt about trading his busy life in the city for the tranquility of the beach. For some reason, the idea that Sabrina would enjoy that life as well made his heart skip a beat. “Maybe I will once I’m old, gray and retired.” Sabrina raised a brow and gave her lover a teasing smirk. “I’m sorry to break it to you, but you’re already old and gray.” Laughing aloud, Neil smacked Sabrina’s ass hard enough to make her yelp. He

then lowered his voice to a seductive tone and said, “You do know that I’m going to make you regret saying that, right?” The innuendo of his words filled her with anticipation and desire. She bit her lip and asked, “How so?” A wicked grin curled on Neil’s lips. Holding her gaze, he slid his hand down the curve of her butt until the tip of his fingers reached the space between her thighs. Sabrina pulled a sharp breath through her lips as he started to massage her sweet spot through her denim shorts. Just as the tingles of her building need begun to spread across her limbs, Lowell’s voice calling Neil echoed from the hallway and jolted Sabrina back to reality. Mortified at how she was behaving while at work, she took two steps away from Neil and composed herself. He, on the other hand, continued to smile at her like a teenager in heat. Yeah, maybe he’s not that old after all, she thought. “Daddy!” Lowell called again as he barged into the living room. “I’m all ready to go swimming. Let’s go!” Neil smiled at his son’s excitement. “Okay, can I just go change first?” The boy looked at him with a displeased look that made him laugh. “I’ll be quick. Meanwhile, take Sabrina to her bedroom so she can change and play with us.” The boy’s eyes lighted up with enthusiasm. He grabbed Sabrina’s bag from where his dad had left it by the door and started dragging it towards the hallway. “C’mon, Sabrina,” he urged. “You can teach dad to play superheroes. I’m gonna be Namor the Sub-Mariner. You and dad can be Avengers that need my help with a

sea monster. What do you think?” Sabrina smiled at the boy and agreed. She was absolutely in love with the idea of playing with them as real families do. It was a scary thought considering that she was, at least officially, nothing more than hired help. Still, there was no denying—or containing—the joy she felt. Lowell took her to the last door at the end of the hallway. Like a little gentleman, he opened the door for her. Then, like a little brat, he demanded that she change quickly so they could go and play. With a smile on her lips, she watched the boy as he ran off and saw Neil standing in front of a door at the opposite end of the hallway. He nodded as if inviting her to go into his room, and though the idea was tempting, she rolled her eyes and entered her own. Like the rest of the house, her room was beautiful. It had a queen-size bed facing a massive window overlooking the garden, a huge TV mounted on the wall and even a vanity. To one side there were two doors, one leading to a bathroom and the other to the closet. Almost giddy with happiness, Sabrina placed her bag over the bed and retrieved the new bikini she had bought for the occasion. The blue suit was small enough to be sexy for Neil, while still holding some propriety for Lowell’s sake. Quickly, she put the swimsuit on, draped a towel over her shoulder and walked out of the room. From the porch, Sabrina saw that Neil and Lowell were already in the water. She stopped at the threshold and watched as Neil scooped his son up and threw him into the water. The boy came up, his head bursting above the surface, and started laughing

as he held up his arms for his dad to do it again. Sabrina smiled at the scene. The love she knew Neil had for his son was evident, and she thought that he was finally doing a great job at being a dad. For a moment, she considered going back into the house and leaving the two of them to enjoy their time together without interference. However, as she was about to go inside, Neil called her over to join them, which she did. They played together for hours, and though the spark of attraction was between them the whole time, it was in a more subdued way. At that moment, the need they felt for each other was more than just their physical desire, it was a deep longing to see Lowell happy and safe. As she realized that, Sabrina felt like perhaps the two of them were fixing the whole in her own heart just as much as she was fixing the one in theirs. * * * Their weeks at the beach went by in a beautiful haze of sand castles, superhero role-play and jumping waves. As for the nights, they were devoted to sitcoms, deep conversation about every possible subject and stolen kisses in the rare moments when Lowell wasn’t around. As much as they longed to be together as they had that day in Neil’s bedroom, for Lowell’s sake they resisted. They knew that in order for Sabrina to keep the boy’s needs as her first priority, there had to be a strong line between their personal and professional relationships. However, as Neil’s feelings for Sabrina grew, he couldn’t help but wonder if that line was indeed protecting Lowell or if it was only keeping the boy from a chance to

have a real mother.

CHAPTER 7 “He wants you, Neil,” Sabrina said as she walked out of Lowell’s room. It was their last night at the beach, and she was exhausted. Despite the fun they had had over the last few weeks, Sabrina was ready for this vacation to end. Although she loved playing with Lowell while they were at home, here where the tasks of cook and maid were also thrust upon her, it was a bit too much. As Neil disappeared into Lowell’s bedroom, Sabrina flopped down on the couch and rested her head on the backrest. Her body ached, and her cheeks felt a sensitive due to sunburn. It felt incredibly unfair to her that unlike pale people she only got the achy part of a tan. She thought about going to her room to grab some lotion to soothe her skin but was so tired she decided to close her eyes and rest instead. She was almost falling asleep when she felt Neil’s lips on hers. As per usual, a smile formed on her face as she opened her eyes to look at him. “He’s asleep?” Neil nodded and sat down on the couch beside her. He draped an arm over Sabrina’s shoulder and pulled her flush against his body. “Yes, he tried to resist, but he looked as tired as you do and finally gave in. I don’t think he’ll be waking up anytime soon.” “Good,” she mumbled as she rested her head on Neil’s chest and closed her eyes again. “Maybe he’ll sleep until sometime after six in the morning.” “Yeah, I’m not counting on it,” Neil chuckled. Without opening her eyes, Sabrina

waved her hand around in an attempt to slap his shoulder but hit the couch cushion instead. Amused, Neil asked, “What was that?” “Me reprimanding you for saying that,” Sabrina explained in a matter of fact way. “He has to sleep, I’m too tired.” Sabrina’s whines made him smile. It was mindboggling to him how every little thing she did only serve to heighten his feelings for her. He brushed her hair with his fingers and kissed her forehead. “Do you want to go to straight to sleep or relax with me for a little bit?” Despite her tiredness, an invitation to stay with Neil a bit longer was something Sabrina couldn’t easily deny. She turned her body ever so slightly to look at him. “What do you have in mind?” “Something fun, you in?” he asked with a smirk. Sabrina narrowed her eyes but nodded. “Fun and relaxing? That’s almost an oxymoron, but yes, I’m in.” A broad smile spread across Neil’s lips as he untangled himself from Sabrina and stood. “Perfect, get your swimsuit on and meet me in my bedroom.” Her brows pulled together in confusion, but before she could ask what he was planning Neil gave her a sexy wink and walked away. It had been almost a month since that day in Neil’s bedroom, and her desire for him was becoming hard to handle. She could tell by the way Neil looked at her that he felt the same and though she wanted to protest against being alone in a bedroom with him while Lowell was in the other room, she was too tired—and frankly, too horny— to do so. For that reason, she simply got up from the couch and walked to her room to

chance. Within a few minutes, she walked through the doors leading into Neil’s bedroom in nothing but her damp bikini. She closed the door behind her to avoid waking Lowell and looked around the perfectly decorated room. The space had the same sexy and masculine vibe from his bedroom at home, but the real selling feature was a set of open French doors leading up to a private veranda that overlooked the ocean. Like a moth attracted to a flame, Sabrina walked towards it. As she got closer, she heard the soft beat of a blues song and saw the flickering of candle light. Her heart pounded, and her cheeks ached from smiling so hard as she stepped outside. “There you are,” Neil called from her left. She turned her face towards his voice and found him sitting in a Jacuzzi with two classes of wine in his hands. “Care to join me?” “Absolutely,” she said already walking towards him. A moan escaped her lips as she stepped into the warm water and took a seat next to him. “Oh my gosh, this was a good idea,” she said. “I know. This thing is probably the best purchase I’ve ever made,” Neil said as he handed her one of the wine glasses. Sabrina found a jet that massaged the achy spot on her lower back perfectly and took a sip of her wine as she felt her body relax. They sat in silence for a few moments enjoying the music, the wine and the comfort of each other’s presence. Then, Neil asked, “I know you mostly worked but did you enjoy your time

here?” “I really did,” she replied honestly. Then, after another sip of wine, she added, “It made me completely rethink some previous allegations I made to you.” Neil cocked an eyebrow. “Oh, really?” “Yes, really.” Sabrina smiled and shrugged. “You’re not just a good dad; you’re an awesome one. Or at least you are when you’re away from the office and your iPhone.” Neil chuckled and reached for a lock of Sabrina’s hair. “Thank you for the compliment, I think.” Sabrina chuckled and took another sip of her drink as he added, “But seriously, you have a lot to do with my being an awesome dad. You make the job a lot easier for me.” She offered him a sincere smile. “Well, people say that raising kids is all about teamwork and I think we made a damn good team.” “We do,” Neil agreed with an intense look in his eyes. He placed his glass on the side of the Jacuzzi and turned to look at her. As per usual, her beauty caught him off guard and before he could control himself, he leaned forward to kiss her shoulder. Sabrina tilted her head to the side as Neil traced a line of soft kisses from her shoulder to her jaw. Consciously she knew that they were basically out in the open and with the kid she was paid to look after sleeping in the next room, and though they were both great reasons to step on the breaks and move away from Neil, she couldn’t. The desire she felt was too powerful to be controlled. “I love the way you smell. It’s like sunshine and honey,” he whispered once his

mouth reached her ear. He took the lobe into his mouth and sucked lightly. “You taste like it too.” “Keep tasting me, then,” she said breathlessly. At her invitation, Neil got up from where he was sitting and came to stand in front of her. She spread her legs to welcome him closer as he dug his fingers into her thick, curly hair and brought his mouth to hers. After a month of being only half satisfied with quick, stolen pecks, Neil delighted himself with a deep kiss. He bit and sucked each of her lips before plunging his tongue inside her mouth to massage hers with slow and sensuous strokes. Responsive as ever, Sabrina’s hands took no time to find their way around his body. She ran her fingernails down his back, leaving thin red stripes on his fair skin. Once she reached his firm ass, she pressed her hips forward, so the hardening ridge of his penis was pressed against her throbbing pussy. Neil’s fingers toyed with the strings that held her top in place. He was dying to untie them and ravish on her tits, but although her actions said that she wanted him to do just that, she was his employee, young and way too precious for him not to make sure that this was what she really wanted. “How far?” he asked just as he did the first time they made love. Sabrina smiled against his lips. “As far as you want to take me. That will always be my answer to you.” Trembling with desire and anticipation, Neil pulled the ends of the strings releasing Sabrina’s breasts. He stared at them for a second and felt his cock growing even harder at the glorious sight. When he finally reached to touch them, his body felt

like it would explode. Sabrina watched with entranced desire as his mouth lowered to take one of her hardened nipples. She moaned and trembled as he sucked and nibbled her flesh in a way that unleashed an incredible wave of pleasure across her body. Overtaken with need, Sabrina tugged on Neil’s shorts until they fell down his legs. She ran her hand up and down his cock, and when she felt his panting breaths against the soft skin of her nipple, she begged, “I want you inside of me.” That was a request Neil was all too eager to fulfill. Pulling his mouth away from her skin, he tugged on the little bows that tied her bikini bottom until they came loose. Then, he turned her around and bent her over the side of the Jacuzzi, so her deliciously round ass was positioned right in front of his throbbing cock. With one powerful thrust, he entered her. She gasped and called Neil’s name as his thickness stretched and filled her in the most wonderful way. Her fingers clutched the side of the Jacuzzi as Neil pounded mercilessly in and out of her, making her body feel like it was about to be torn in half. Once she could take no longer, Sabrina looked over her shoulder at Neil. “I’m . . . Oh, god, I’m gonna come.” Instead of a verbal response, Neil circled his arm around Sabrina’s hips and brought his hand between her legs to massage her clit as he continued to thrust his cock in and out of her. The combined sensations finally tipped Sabrina over the edge, and she gave into the power of her orgasm. After two more pumps, Neil groaned and released inside of Sabrina. With their trembling bodies still connected, he sat down on the bench with her on top of him.

She rested her head on Neil’s shoulder and took deep inhales to even out her breaths. Taking advantage of her exposed neck, Neil kissed her from shoulder to jaw. Then, without even thinking, he said, “I love you, Sabrina.” Sabrina’s honey eyes opened to gaze at him. They held a mixture of shock, amazement, and horror that made Neil regret saying the words. As true as they were, it was too large of a claim to dump on someone like that, and he knew it. To complicate the situation further, there was the fact that their involvement was a secret and she worked for him. However, his heart was so full whenever he was with her that he could no longer contain the emotion. Worried, Neil watched as first the horror and then the shock vanished from Sabrina’s face leaving her looking amazed and serene. A smile curled on her lips, and she brought a hand to cup Neil’s face. “I love you too, so you better mean that.” Neil chuckled and kissed her in a way that proved to her just how much he meant it. They kissed for a little while longer before exhaustion started to settle and they got out of the hot tub. Sabrina gathered her bikini and rolled herself in a towel to make her way down the hall. However, as she went to say good night to Neil, he held her hand and shook his head. “Where are you going?” “My room,” she replied confused. “Sleep here with me,” Neil said. He knew it was reckless since Lowell often came into his room in the mornings, but after making love to Sabrina, professing his love and hearing that she felt the same, he simply wasn’t ready to let her go. At the hesitation in her eyes, he added, “I’ll put an alarm to really early so you can go to

your room before Lowell wakes up, but I really want to hold you tonight. Please, Sabrina, stay.” His offer was risky, stupid and unprofessional, but she couldn’t say that it was wrong. Being with him was never wrong, in fact, it was the rightest thing in her life. Overwhelmed and with happy tears in her eyes, Sabrina nodded, “Okay.”

CHAPTER 8 When they got back from the beach, Sabrina felt weird. She was extraordinarily tired and queasy. However, with Neil back at work and busier than ever, she had to suck it up and find ways to entertain Lowell. Throughout the week, the two of them had picnics, went to the movies, rode bikes at the park and had ice cream at least once a day. As fun as all of that was, neither of them could deny that they missed Neil tremendously. Then, on Thursday night, Neil got caught up in a late night meeting and texted Sabrina saying he wouldn’t be able to make it home in time for dinner. She passed the information on to Lowell and saw the boy’s face fall with sadness. “Can I wait up for him?” he asked with a pout. Moved by the boy’s sadness, Sabrina smiled and said, “Only if we turn the waiting into a movie night and you promise to share a bucket of popcorn with me. I’m craving some, but I don’t want to eat the whole thing by myself.” Lowell’s expression softened a bit, and a reluctant smile curved on his lips. He extended his arm to shake her hand. “You’ve got yourself a deal.” Sabrina chuckled and instructed the boy to go put on his pajamas and then pick a movie for them to watch while she went to make the popcorn. By the time she got back to the TV room with the popcorn and refreshments, Lowell was propped on the couch in his robot PJs and with the Big Hero Six DVD in his hands. “That one again, buddy?” Sabina asked with a roll of her eyes. “It’s my favorite,” Lowell deadpanned and shoved a handful of popcorn inside

his mouth. Sabrina smiled at the boy as she took the DVD from his hands and walked towards the entertainment center. “Okay, then.” As she fussed with the device, Lowell asked, “Are you going to be my nanny forever?” Surprised by the random question, Sabrina looked over her shoulder and saw Lowell staring at her with the biggest puppy eyes in the world. For a moment, she wasn’t sure how to respond. She wouldn’t lie to him, that much was clear, but she knew that the truth would probably break the boy’s heart and she didn’t want to do that. “No, one day you’ll be big and won’t need a nanny anymore,” she said playfully as she walked back to the couch with the remote control in hand. Lowell chuckled and rolled his eyes. “I know, but you’ll stay with me until then, right?’ Sabrina sat beside him with a half-smile on her lips and carefully combed her fingers through the boy’s hair. “I wish I could, buddy,” she started with honesty in her voice. “But next year I’ll have to go back to school, just like you will in a few weeks.” “You’re too big to go to school,” Lowell said with his brows pressed together. “It’s a grown-up school.” “Oh,” he said with a nod. “Is it far?” Sabrina shook her head. “Not too far.” “Then why do you have to leave? Can’t you just go to grown-up school while I’m at my kid school and then come home to play with me?”

His words tugged at her heartstrings. She had grown to love Lowell and the idea of never seeing him again after her contract ended filled her heart with sorrow. However, despite her feelings for him—and for his father—she was his nanny and not his mother. This was her job, and a means to get her college degree and fulfill her dream; she couldn’t give up everything she had worked for just because she had fallen in love with the Montgomery boys. Sabrina folded an arm around the boy’s shoulders and pulled him close to her, offering as much comfort to him as she sought for herself. “Do you remember the first day we met?” “Yes,” Lowell replied with a nod. “I was a bad boy, but you were still nice to me. I liked that.” An appreciative smile formed on Sabrina’s mouth, and she couldn’t help but chuckle. “You were never a bad boy, Lowell. You’re a headstrong boy who is very loud when annoyed, but you’re always an amazing boy. Don’t ever forget that.” Lowell laughed and looked up at her with admiration in his eyes. She kissed his forehead and continued, “Anyways, I told you that day that I wanted us to be friends, and we are. You’re my best pal and even when I’m not your nanny anymore, I’ll still be your friend.” She ruffled his hair and added, “And friends play together all the time, right?” “Right,” Lowell said with renewed enthusiasm. Sabrina winked at him. “Good, now can you pass me the popcorn so we can watch this movie for the millionth time?” Lowell laughed and placed the tub over his lap so Sabrina could reach it as well.

She was about to hit play when he looked at her. There was a nervousness in his eyes that she had never seen before. Then, out of the blue, he blurted out, “I love you, Sabrina.” Her eyes softened, and her heart melted. She draped a hand over the boy’s shoulder and said, “I love you too, buddy.” After that, Sabrina hit play, and they stuffed their faces and watched the movie in silence. Then, once the bucket was empty, Lowell placed it on the floor and slumped over Sabrina’s lap. She toyed with his blond curls, and within minutes, he fell asleep. With a smile on her face at how cute the boy was, Sabrina leaned her head back on the couch and fell asleep as well. Moments later, a clicking noise woke Sabrina up. With a pounding heart, she snapped her head up causing a jolt of pain to travel up her neck. She looked around the room to see what was happening and saw Neil standing in the doorway with his phone aimed at her. Her brows pulled together in an angry frown. “What?” he asked in a playful tone. Sabrina checked to see if Lowell was still asleep. Seeing that he was, she looked up at Neil and rubbed her neck. “You scared me half to death. And, did you just take a picture?” “No, of course not,” Neil lied with a playful smile as he shoved his phone into his pocket. “I’m pretty sure that taking a picture while I’m sleeping is an invasion of my privacy.” Neil lifted his eyebrows as he walked towards the couch. “Not while you’re

cuddling my son inside my house.” “Oh, so I don’t have any rights here?” Sabrina teased and bit her lips when Neil shook his head. He came to a stop right in front of her and held her gaze. “Nope, you just have to do whatever I say.” “And what do you say, sir?” Her voice trembled with anticipation. Neil bent over Lowell, and whispered in a low and sexy tone, “I say kiss me right now, woman.” Since she apparently had no other choice, Sabrina brought her grinning lips to Neil’s. Despite the presence of his sleeping son, Neil took his time kissing Sabrina. In days like that when he barely saw her, he missed her so much his whole body ached. When he broke their kiss, he took a seat beside her and loosened his tie. “What did you two do today?” Sabrina yawned before replying. “We went to the park and played with a boomerang. Then, we saw some puppies that were up for adoption and Lowell decided he wanted to take one home. He had a hissy fit but stopped when I told him he’d have to speak to you first. So beware, he’s very determined.” Neil chuckled and nodded in gratitude for the heads up. With a tired smile, Sabrina continued, “He played some more, and we came home. After dinner, he wanted to wait for you, so we stuffed our faces with popcorn and watched Big Hero Six.” “Isn’t he tired of that one yet?” “I wish,” she replied with a roll of eyes. “He watches it so much he’ll end up

burning a hole in that disk.” Neil let out tired chuckles. It was evident that he was just as tired as she was. However, it was so rare that they found time to be alone and act like the couple they so desperately wanted to be that Sabrina pushed through her sleepiness and asked Neil about his day. Leaning back on the couch, Neil watched her fingers play with his son’s hair as he told her about the boring meetings he had had. Absently, his hand reached for a lock of Sabrina’s hair, and he twirled the curl around his finger as he continued to share some problems the company was having and how worried he was about them. Although Sabrina didn’t understand half of what Neil was talking about, she listened intently and offered as much comfort as she could. Suddenly, Lowell started to fidget in Sabrina’s lap as if waking up. At his movement, the conversation stopped, and both of them looked down at the boy. They watched as he whined something unintelligible and turned on his side, pressing his face against Sabrina’s stomach. After a brief smile at Lowell, Sabrina looked at Neil. “You should get him to bed.” “Yeah,” he agreed with a heavy breath. “Wanna meet me in my room?” Although a little voice inside Sabrina’s mind was yelling, “YES,” she was exhausted and feeling sick, which wasn’t a good combination for sex. Already regretting her words, Sabrina took a sharp breath and said, “As much as I want to, I should probably go to the apartment. I’ve been feeling sick all day, and I’m so tired. I won’t be much fun tonight.”

His brows pulled together with worry. “Sick how?” “Just a little queasy, nothing to worry about. It’s probably just exhaustion and too much sun from the beach, but I still think I should rest.” “Then rest with me,” he deadpanned. Sabrina raised a questioning brow at him and in return, Neil rolled his eyes. “I’m not a horny twenty-something-year-old man, Sabrina. As much as I love having sex with you, I am perfectly capable of just sleeping with you. You can even keep your clothes on if you want to. I just want you beside me, okay?” Maybe because she was a horny twenty-something-year-old woman, Sabrina felt a pang of disappointment that Neil wasn’t expecting sex. However, as his words sank into her mind, Sabrina couldn’t help but be amazed by him and the feelings he was showing. “And what about Lowell and the staff?” she asked worried about having their secret romance uncovered. Neil shrugged. “We managed with him at the beach. As for the staff, I hope that they have more to do with their time than keep tabs on who is my bedroom.” Just like it had happened that night at the beach, Sabrina questioned both their sanities for even considering spending the night together. Still, she couldn’t control herself from saying yes. “Okay,” she agreed in a soft voice. “I’m just going to run to the apartment for some clothes and stuff, and I’ll meet you there.” “Deal,” Neil said with a beaming smile. He leaned forward to kiss her lips and then took his son into his strong arms.

Lowell woke up briefly and smiled at seeing his dad. “I was waiting for you, daddy. I wanted to tell you about the puppies,” the boy mumbled. “Yeah, what about them?” Neil asked as he carried his son out of the room. Sabrina watched them walk away with a heart that was full of joy and love, then got up and ran to her apartment. Minutes later, she was back at the house with a bag filled with clothes and toiletries. With light steps, she made her way up the stairs and down the hallway leading up to Neil’s bedroom. When she passed in front of Lowell’s open door, she saw Neil sitting on the boy’s bed reading a story. It was hard to tell why, but the scene made her heart skip a beat. She had no idea how it had happened, but in the span of two months, those two boys had become her world and the thought of losing them for any reason made her feel sick—or rather, sicker. Her brows pulled together as hot nausea climbed up her chest with the strength of a tsunami, forcing Sabrina to hold a hand up against her mouth and run towards Neil’s bedroom. She didn’t close the door or turned on the lights as she made her way to the bathroom, where she lifted the seat off the toilet and sank to her knees just as the entire contents of her stomach rushed out of her mouth. As the nasty stench of vomit filled Neil’s posh bathroom, the lights went on, and a comforting hand rubbed against her back. Sabrina felt awful that Neil was seeing her in such a state, but at the same time, she relished the novelty of having someone take care of her. Once the vomiting stopped and her body relaxed, Neil flushed the toilet and pulled her body against his. He whipped the cold sweat from her forehead and

combed her hair away from her face. “Can you stand?” he asked in a loving tone. Sabrina nodded. “Yes, I don’t know what’s happening to me. I was okay, then I saw you reading to Lowell and my stomach rebelled.” Neil raised a brow as he helped her to her feet and towards the sink. “So I made you puke?” Her chest ached as she chuckled. “I guess so, but I feel a lot better now, so it’s probably not entirely your fault.” “Well, I’m glad,” Neil said in an amused voice that tried—and failed—to hide his worry. He reached inside of her overnight bag and retrieved her toothbrush. “Still, please promise me that you’ll go to the doctor tomorrow.” Sabrina nodded and promised as they finished getting ready for bed. Moments later, they were lying in bed—with their clothes on, as per Neil’s promise. Though they shared a few kisses, mostly Neil just held Sabrina as they talked about her conversation with Lowell. Hearing that his son not only had asked her to stay forever but also said that he loved her, filled Neil’s heart with even more certainty that it was time for their relationship to come out of the shadows. The only question in his mind was how to do it.

CHAPTER 9 “And when was your last period?” Dr. Olson asked after Sabrina told her about her persistent nausea. The buzzing of her phone overlapped with the doctor’s voice. Sabrina knew it was Neil with yet another message asking how she was feeling and how the appointment was going, but she was too overwhelmed by the doctor’s question to even look at the device. So, she tossed it inside her purse and tried to calm her mind. She failed. Her nerves were making her head fuzzy, but still, she knew she hadn’t had a period since before they went to the beach. As the probable reason for her nausea dawned on her, Sabrina felt incredibly stupid. Until Neil, Sabrina had been super mindful of her sex life. She was vehemently against casual sex and one-night stands and had never even given a guy a blowjob unless he was wearing a condom. However, with Neil all her caution had gone out of the window, and though she didn’t regret a single moment of intimacy they’d shared, she knew that the consequences of her carelessness were catching up to her and it made her feel strangely numb. Tears pooled in Sabrina’s eyes as she replied. “I don’t know the exact date, but it’s been at least five or six weeks.” “And by that look on your face, I take it you have had unprotected sex, correct?” the doctor asked. Sabrina felt too weak and lightheaded to produce a verbal response, so she only

nodded. With a kind smile on her lips, the doctor reached inside one of her drawers and then pushed a small packed in Sabrina’s direction. “I have a rule in this office, honey,” she said in a kind tone. “No freaking out until the stick has been peed on. There’s a bathroom right through there. Go do your part and then come back here so we can talk.” Feeling even sicker than she had before, Sabrina got up from her chair, picked up the test the doctor was offering her and walked to the bathroom. She tried to remain calm as she opened the packet and sat on the toilet, but she couldn’t. As undefined as her relationship with Neil had become, there was still one clear label for him: BOSS. Despite the conversations, the sex, the sleeping together and the loving words they had exchanged, he was still her employer. He had also never given her any guarantees or promises of forever and for that reason, she had no idea how he would react to the thought of her being pregnant. A part of her hoped he would be happy about them starting a family together, but deep inside she decided he wouldn’t. Neil was an older and filthy rich man who knew her for like two seconds. The most probable outcome for this news was him accusing her of getting pregnant on purpose to trap him, and then firing her ass. Overwhelmed with sadness, Sabrina silently sobbed as she peed on the darn stick. Then, she carefully placed it on the counter and cleaned herself up. As she washed her hands, she took several calming breaths but still she couldn’t find the courage to look down at the plastic device. Knowing that her hysterical cries could return at any moment, Sabrina wiped the dark streaks of smeared eyeliner from under her eyes and made her way back to the

doctor’s desk. She sat, placed the test over the table and took a deep breath before looking down at it. Her heart sank to her wobbly knees as she saw the two pink lines on the small visor. “It’s positive,” she said it more to herself than to the doctor. The doctor looked up at her with sympathetic eyes and nodded. “Yes, it is. You’re pregnant, Sabrina.” Pregnant, she repeated the odd word in her mind then closed her eyes and hung her head. Her sadness turned to anger as she saw everything she had ever worked for slip between her fingers. She was so close to her degree and to proving to herself that she wasn’t the worthless piece of crap her family had always seen her as, and now, it was all ruined. She wanted to yell or punch something, but she did neither as the doctor’s voice called her attention. “Would you like me to tell you your options, or what to do as far as prenatal care?” Sabrina blinked a few times as the question sank in. For a moment, she considered asking about the options—they would certainly make her life a lot easier. However, in the next instant, she remembered how good it felt when Neil was inside of her, how peaceful it was to sleep in his arms and how happy she was to wake up to his handsome face. She remembered them talking on his couch and his hand comforting her while she was sick. She also thought of how much she adored taking care of Lowell and how moved she had been when the little boy said he loved her. Those memories caused her raging heart to relax and her hands to curl

protectively over her belly. Love had created this baby, and she knew that even if Neil abandoned her, from this point on she would love their little nugget with all her heart. With the tiniest smile on her lips, Sabrina grew a little taller in her spine and met the doctor’s green eyes. “I don’t want options.” “That’s a great answer,” the older woman said in a friendly tone. She opened a drawer and fussed with some papers for a moment. Then, she stopped what she was doing and looked at Sabrina once more. “I almost forgot . . . Congratulations, mom.” As the doctor started pushing papers towards her and babbling about vitamins and schedules and ultrasounds, all Sabrina could think about was that one word: MOM.

CHAPTER 10 The elation Sabrina felt at being called mom for the first time lasted only until she arrived at her car. From that point forward, all she did was worry. She worried about how her pregnancy would affect her job and her relationship with Lowell. She worried about how she was going to manage school and a newborn baby the next year, but above all, she worried about how Neil would react to her news. There was no question that she should tell him as quickly as possible. However, as she arrived at the house and saw his car parked in the garage, she realized that as quickly as possible was too soon. It was dinnertime and Sabrina knew that if she went inside the house, she would have to eat and make small talk with Neil. She also knew that he would ask her about her consultation and the reason why she didn’t reply to his texts, and with Lowell awake and present she would have to lie, which wasn’t something Sabrina wanted to do. So, she took the coward’s way and walked toward her apartment instead of the house. Once she was safely locked inside her own walls, she called the house. As always, the butler picked up. “Mr. Grant, hi,” she greeted, forcing her voice to sound as sick as humanly possible. “It’s Sabrina.” “Hello, Ms. Keller,” the man replied in his usual proper tone. “I see your trip to the doctor’s office didn’t make you feel any better.”

Sabrina wanted to laugh at the understatement, but knowing the man wouldn’t understand it and would likely take offense, she didn’t. “Yeah, I’m feeling just as sick as I was before, but the doctor gave me a prescription and a diet that should make me feel better soon. However, she’s also ordered me to rest.” “Say no more, dear,” Mr. Grant interrupted. “I’ll tell Mr. Montgomery you won’t be joining them for dinner tonight. If you want, I can also see that your prescription is filled. I have a friend who works at the pharmacy, he can speed things up for us.” A chuckle escaped Sabrina’s chest. It was weird thinking about proper Mr. Grant with friends, but she really appreciated his kindness. She thanked him but said she had already handled it. With that, the man wished her a good night and a speedy recover and then hung up. After such a trying day, Sabrina decided that a bubble bath was exactly what she needed to process her thoughts. She put on some relaxing music, got the water running at just the perfect temperature and lit some scented candles. Then, she removed her clothes and looked at her naked body in the mirror. Her stomach was still flat as a board, but she could already imagine it growing along with the life inside of her. It was such a weird thought to be housing a human being, and she couldn’t help but smile at the honor. With her hands draped over her stomach, Sabrina stepped into the warm scented water and absently patted her belly as she closed her eyes and relaxed. Before she even realized, she fell asleep. In her dreams, she saw a little girl with caramel skin like hers and blue eyes running around the yard with Lowell. The kids laughed as they played superheroes and her heart filled with undiluted joy. A smile curled up in her lips as she felt a hand

touching hers. Just as she turned her face to look at whoever was beside her in the dream, the aggravating sounds of someone pounding on her front door jolted her awake. Confused, Sabrina cleaned the sleep from her eyes and got up. The pounding continued as she patted herself dry and put on a robe before walking towards the door. “Geez, I’m coming,” she yelled, hoping that the knocker would quit. They didn’t. Without thinking of anything other than making the noise stop, Sabrina ran to the door, unlocked it and then pulled it open. It was only when as she saw the worry on Neil’s face as he stood on her threshold that she realized the mistake she had just made. Although her bath had helped her relax, it did absolutely nothing to help her gather her thoughts and find out a way to tell him about the pregnancy. She was back to where she was when she decided to skip on dinner, but this time she had no excuses and nowhere to run. “Are you okay?” Neil asked before even greeting her. “Grant told me you weren’t well.” Sabrina tried to give him a reassuring smile. “Still a little nauseated and tired, but I’m fine. You don’t need to worry.” Neil scoffed and ran a hand through his hair as he walked right past her and into the apartment. “Well, it would be easy not to worry if you had called me or texted me back.” As he paced back and forth, Sabrina took a good look at him. Though he was as gorgeous as ever, he looked tired and strangely disheveled. His hair was sticking in

every direction as if he had been pulling at its roots the entire day, his shirt was slightly wrinkly under his suit jacket, and his navy tie was hanging loosely around his neck. Guilt flooded Sabrina as she realized she was the reason he was looking like that. “I’m sorry. I meant to call you, but I was so tired and yucky when I got home that I couldn’t even think. I fell asleep in the bathtub, for crying out loud.” “I understand,” he said with a nod while still pacing. Then, just as Sabrina thought they were out of the woods and he would leave and give her some more time to think, he added, “However, you did have the energy to make one call. My question is; why did you call the butler and not me?” Overwhelmed, Sabrina shifted her weight from foot to foot as she pulled the fabric of her robe closer to her neck. Without thinking, she said, “I didn’t call the butler, I called your house. The butler just happened to pick up the call.” Sabrina regretted her childish words as soon as they passed through her lips, but that didn’t stop Neil from looking at her with hurt mixed into his worried expression. “Is that how little you care, Sabrina?” he asked in an anguished voice. Before she had time to say anything, he continued, “You woke up this morning in my bed. Not in my beach house bed or in a hotel bed, but in the bed I have in my home where I live with my son. I haven’t had a woman there since my wife was alive.” He shook his head as his thick brows dipped with sadness. “I’ve spent the whole day worrying because you were sick and I couldn’t be with you to make you better. I canceled meetings and left work early to be with you, and you just blew me off like I’m nothing.”

“That’s not what I did, and you’re not nothing,” she blurted out before he could say anything else. Tears welled in her eyes as she held Neil’s gaze and prepared herself for what she had to say. “I didn’t blow you off, Neil. I was just avoiding you because I have to tell you something and I have no idea how to say it. And I know it isn’t much better than blowing you off, but it’s the truth.” He pulled his brows together and opened his mouth to say something, but before he had the chance, Sabrina continued, “Before you start to yell again and demand an explanation, here it is . . .” She took a deep breath and pushed through the lump in her throat. “I’m pregnant.” Pregnant. The word hit Neil like a punch to the gut and echoed around in his head for seconds that felt like hours. In that time, he saw the last eight years of his life flash before his eyes. He was transported back to the corner booth of Maximo’s Italian Bistro where Jenin pushed a pregnancy test towards his plate of spaghetti, prompting a celebration as well as an amusing argument about how inappropriate it was to give a person something containing urine during dinner. From there, his mind traveled to the beautiful memories of his hand covering Jenin’s bulging stomach while Lowell kicked inside her womb and to the first time he held his baby boy in his arms. Those happy memories filled his heart with delight at the idea of starting a family with Sabrina and giving Lowell a little sibling. However, before his joy could show in his face, Neil also remembered the overwhelming grief he felt when Jenin refused to hold their newborn baby, the terror of receiving a call from the maid saying she had found Lowell alone in the bathtub, and the indescribable sorrow of finding his wife’s

corpse lying beside the baby’s crib. Panic settled into his heart and face. The mere idea of going through that again and losing yet another woman he loved filled him with a fear so intense it nearly brought him to his knees. In the middle of his mental meltdown, he heard Sabrina say, “It wasn’t on purpose.” Her words took Neil by surprise. He raised his eyes at her and saw her beautiful face ashen and terrified as she continued, “I don’t know if you were wondering that or not, but I want to make it clear that this baby isn’t an attempt to get you to commit to me or to get your money. It was an accident, and I know you said you didn’t want to have kids, and I didn’t either—at least not now—but it happened, and I’m keeping it.” The fact that she was panicking about his desire to commit to her and their child was sobering—and hilarious. Unable to contain himself, Neil chuckled as he walked towards her. Sabrina watched him approach with confusion and apprehension in her eyes. The way his mood seemed to change from completely freaked out to amused was odd, to say the least. However, before she could react or understand what was happening, Neil held her by the waist and pulled her closer to him as his lips covered hers. A surprised gasp passed through Sabrina’s lips giving his tongue just enough room to dip into her mouth and deepen the kiss. As he massaged her tongue with gentle strokes, her body was filled with a desperate need for the comfort she knew he would bring her. Her hands reached for Neil, and she held him close as she poured every ounce of

love and longing she felt into the kiss. He responded as she knew he would, drifting his eager hands down the length of her back until they reached her bottom. While his fingers squeezed her rounded flesh, Sabrina tugged at his tie until it came loose. Tossing it to the side, she moved on to the buttons of his shirt until it too was discarded to the ground. Neil didn’t resist when Sabrina pulled her mouth away from his and guided him to the couch. With his hands buried in her hair, he watched entranced as she sat down and undid his belt and pants. His breaths came out in thick pants as she pushed his trousers and boxer briefs down his legs and licked her lips at the sight of his erection. Sabrina kissed the head of his cock and traced a line upwards on his inner thighs until her fingers cupped his balls. As she massaged him, she pushed her head forward taking him deeper into her mouth. Neil groaned as he felt his cock reach the back of Sabrina’s throat before she really started to suck. With the hand he had on her hair, Neil guided her up and down his length in a leisured pace, enjoying the smooth pressure and the exquisite pleasure that ensued. His free hand pushed her robe open until her left breath sprung out. He licked his lips with desire as he reached for her nipple and reveled in the little whimper that bubbled up from her chest as he pinched and elongated it. Completely turned on by the blowjob and Sabrina’s moans, Neil became greedy for her pleasure. “Don’t stop,” he ordered in a raspy voice as he moved his hands to her shoulders. Obediently, Sabrina continued to move his cock in and out of her mouth as Neil

guided her backward until she was lying flat on the couch. For a second, she wondered what he was doing, but then she felt him turn on top of her and open her legs. Anticipation flooded her body as Neil dipped his head between her thighs and ran his tongue against her wet folds. Sabrina whimpered as Neil’s lips found her clit and began to suck on the little nub. The pleasure he unleashed on her was so strong that for a moment she actually forgot what she was supposed to be doing to him. As a reminder, Neil started rolling his hips, making love to her mouth and eating her pussy until both of them exploded with a powerful orgasm. While Sabrina’s body trembled with the aftershock of her release, Neil dismounted her and knelt on the floor. She watched with entranced interest as he trailed a line of kisses from her pussy to her belly. “When I said I didn’t want kids, I meant before I had Lowell,” Neil said as he rested his head right above where their baby was growing. Sabrina’s brows pulled together with attention as he continued, “Back then it was hard for me to imagine myself as a father, so I didn’t want to be one. Now, I don’t have to imagine. I am a father, and I’m so happy that I’m going to be one again.” Neil’s words filled Sabrina’s heart with joy and her eyes with tears. Her hand shook as she brought it to cup his jaw. “But you looked so freaked out.” “Can you blame me?” he asked in a sad tone. “My first wife died because of post-partum depression, Sabrina. The thought of losing my second to it . . .” his voice broke as he trailed off. “I couldn’t bear it. I couldn’t bear losing you.”

A sound that was half a laugh and half a sob escaped Sabrina’s lips. “So you want us?” Neil let her question hang in the air as he kissed her belly once more and got up. He walked towards where his jacket was abandoned on the floor and reached into the inner pocket. At that moment, Sabrina’s voice echoed through the small living room once more. “Wait, second what?” she asked. “Took you long enough.” He chuckled as his fingers curled around the small velvet box and walked back to the couch. Once he was beside her, he sat on the edge of the sofa and placed the box right on top of her belly button. “I got this for you today.” Shocked, Sabrina’s eyes shifted from Neil’s face to the box a couple of times before they settled on his blue eyes. “What is it?” “An attempt to commit to you and give you all of my money,” Neil replied with a broad grin that brought tears to Sabrina’s eyes and laughter to her lips. He took one of her hands in his and added, “I know we haven’t known each other for long, and our relationship hasn’t been even close to normal, but I’m not a kid anymore, and I know what I want in a wife.” He took a deep breath and held Sabrina’s teary gaze as he continued, “I want a woman who is kind and honest. Someone who loves my son and our growing family, but also has plans and dreams of her own,” he said with a brief and tender gaze at her stomach. “I want a strong woman who makes me laugh as often she makes me hard, and isn’t afraid to tell me when I’m wrong or being an ass.” He took a long pause and

then added, “Basically, I want you.” Sabrina’s heart raced as Neil came down to one knee and opened the box, revealing the most incredible diamond ring she had ever seen, and asked, “Sabrina Keller, will you do me the extraordinary honor of being my wife and the mother of my—two—children?” In between laughs and tears, she replied, “Oh, my God . . .Yes!” Neil slid the ring on her finger and then pulled her close for a passionate kiss. For the first time in her life, Sabrina felt like she actually belonged to someone. It was a strange feeling, but one she was certain she would get used to before the night was over. And she did.

Epilogue The next morning, Sabrina and Neil woke up bright and early. Although super tired, they were still beaming with the afterglow of their eventful evening and excited to share their happy news with Lowell. Luckily, it was Saturday which meant they wouldn’t have to wait too long. As per usual, at eight o’clock Lowell barged into his father’s bedroom. However, unlike every other Saturday, instead of running towards his dad’s bed, he just stood by the door and pulled his brows together in confusion at the sight of Sabrina and his dad watching TV together in bed. “What are you doing?” the boy asked, shocked.

“Watching TV,” Neil said. Lowell finally unfroze and started walking towards the bed. “I see that, but why is Sabrina here?” “Because we have some news to give you and we thought now would be a good time,” Sabrina replied. The boy’s face lit up as he climbed into bed with them. “News? Is it the puppy?” Neil wanted to laugh at his son’s innocence and determination to get the darn dog. “No, but I think you’ll like it better than a dog.” At the doubting expression on his son’s face, Neil explained, “I’ve asked Sabrina to marry me, and she said yes. She’ll live here with us forever, and not as just your nanny. From now on she’ll be your mother.” Shock and excitement filled the boy’s face as he looked from his father to Sabrina. “Really? I’ll have my own mother?” With a melted heart, Sabrina patted the side of his cheek and nodded. “Yep, buddy. I’ll be a mother to you and to a little baby that is growing inside my belly.” Lowell’s eyes widened as he looked from Sabrina’s face to her stomach a few times. His expression left no room to doubt his excitement. “I’ll be a big brother?” “You will,” Neil assured him. “And I’ll be able to play superheroes with the baby?” Sabrina tilted her head and smiled. “You’ll have to wait until the baby is big, but yeah. You’ll be able to play whatever you want together, just like you and I do.” “And I’ll be able to call you . . . mom?”

The question and the way Lowell tested the foreign word in his tongue warmed both Sabrina’s and Neil’s heart. The couple stole a glance at each other as their lips curled into happy smiles. “If you want to, I’ll love for you to call me mom,” Sabrina finally replied. There was a moment of silence, and then Lowell jumped up from the bed screaming with joy and wrapped his tiny arms around both his parents. As they hugged, the boy continued to repeat the word mom until it felt natural in his mouth and on Sabrina’s ears. Once the excitement simmered down, and Lowell stopped jumping like a monkey, Neil asked, “So, is it better than the dog?” “Yeah, way better,” Lowell replied without even thinking. Neil smiled at his victory, but then the boy added, “I still want the puppy, though. But now that Sabrina is my mom, we can just go to the fair and pick one without talking to you. Life is so much better.” Though he didn’t like the possibility of a puppy, Neil had to admit that life was better. So much better. THE END

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CHAPTER ONE – ROGER “That’s her, pick her up and take her to the house. I’ll be there this afternoon.” I let my eyes find her once more, surprised that she was much prettier than I had anticipated though I couldn’t see her face very well.

“You got it, boss. Is there anything else?” I sighed, “No, but don’t hurt her on any level. She is just going to be joining me temporarily. Her father and I have some business we need to sort out.” The tall man held up his hands. “You got it, boss.” She was young, almost too young for my taste but something about her drove me crazy. I watched her as she walked towards the waiting car, hoping to once more see her face. There was a thickness about her that was perfectly suited to her body, rounding out her even curve perfectly, making my hands almost itch to touch her. I shifted in my seat feeling my arousal as she bent over and leaned into the car, tossing her things inside. She would be fun; I knew it in the way she walked. There was a timidness about her that I knew I would enjoy breaking, owning. Even now watching her smiling at her friend, I could imagine her bound and tied to my bed, spread eagle and waiting for me. I knew, just hearing her laugh from the car I was sitting in that she would be loud, and I would push her limits making her whimper. Just thinking of her that way was almost too much. I watched the tinted window roll up as William drove the car away from the school. I suppose some part of me felt a twinge of guilt. The poor girl was merely a pawn in a much bigger picture. Her father owed me money, and a lot of it. This was the only clear way to show him I meant business. My driver, William slowly moved the car back out into the main road and set

off for the office. If there was anyone who knew me well, it was he. There were often no words necessary between us, the systematic arrangements of my life seemed to make the most sense to him, though I often second-guessed them myself. Feeling my body relax I could think better now, with a clearer head. It had been a long time since I had taken on a new girl, and the anticipation of the one I was meeting later today was overwhelming. She would suit me just fine, but she was shy and I could only hope that was part of her ruse to pull me in. She was also far too thin for my taste. So often, I found myself presented with the opportunity to train a woman who came to me on her own, and while fun at times, they were often a cookie cutter of some stick thin model, with no definition to her. Most men would find my options a wonderful thing, but for me, I had specific tastes, and they were often hard to find, unlike that girl. I did my best to quiet that thought before it came out but it slipped. I felt the car come to a stop and moved quickly as William opened my door. The side trip this morning pushed me back a good half hour and the meeting was starting soon. Most of my job was about presentation anyway, giving the shareholders what they needed to leave me alone for another few weeks. Most of them wanted to sit in the background and rake in the profits from my investments, but there were always a few who wanted more. I smiled at Linda as I made my way into the boardroom, watching her blush in response. She was sweet and great at her job. I knew the decision to retire was a

daunting one but I would do my best to make her feel good about it. She had been my secretary for over 8 years. She knew the ins and outs of my life enough to know when to ask, and when to accept. It would be hard to replace her, but that was up to HR to narrow down for me. I pushed open the massive doors and greeted everyone in the room, settling in for the discussion I knew like the back of my hand. I had a team in place to answer most questions and I simply nodded in agreement. I trusted my staff, or they would be working somewhere else. As it droned on, I let my mind switch back to thinking of the girl from this morning once more. Thinking of her bent over the car once more, I could see how things would play out. Her ass bared to be I would relish in the curve of it, hanging there just waiting for me. I would knowingly choose the red paddle; something tells me she needs a light touch at first. With the first smack, I imagine her ass jiggling slightly as the pink begins to rise up. I know she will whimper, but I won’t stop, only because I know she will enjoy the sting of the paddle, and the softness of my touch as I caress her backside soothing it away, only to smack it once more. I know I will be even more aroused by the whimpers I hear from her gagged mouth as she stands there, waiting for my next move. “Mr. Davidson?” Blinking, I smile at Miss Crabtree. “I’m afraid I have an awful headache, Miss Crabtree, what were you saying?” I give her a half smile. “I was asking if you see any new additions or cuts to the budget in the near

future, that’s all.” She blushed slightly and I know control is back in my hands. “No.” I shake my head slightly. “I have talked with Evan and things seem to be exactly where they need to be. Everything except my pants which are tighter than they need to be right now.” As everyone said their farewells, I made my way back into my own office, happy that the evidence of my arousal had calmed down. I slipped into the cool leather of my seat; convinced now more than ever I would accept the deal I had been presented. Picking up the phone, I dialed a number. “Tell him I want to see him, this afternoon.” I put the phone back. Now all I had to do was wait. I glanced at my reflection, smoothing back my jet-black hair as I thought about the garbage of a man coming to see me. He had a problem; it was clear, and the fact that he had presented this as an option was almost too much. His first attempt had been tossed aside as though it meant nothing but as he persisted, I went to see her. Now, I was glad I had. I stared at the darkness of my eyes, noting that there was a lack of emotion there. It suited me. I turned slowly as my door opened. “Mr. Jameson,” I said to him with lack of emotion. “Mr. Davidson, where is my daughter. I know it’s you; I haven’t been able to find her all day.” The pudgy man wrung his hands together, terrified of what I would say. Just looking at him was more than I wanted to deal with.

I let my thoughts wander to the upcoming week. It seemed like plenty of time to introduce her to the position I wanted her in, I smiled as I considered just how many positions I wanted her in. That is, of course, if her father offered her up like a prized bull as I assumed he would do. Even if he didn’t, I would still find her and have her; it was as simple as that. I took the elevator up and as I exited the elevator, I found myself face to face with a beautiful woman, young though vaguely familiar. She kept her head bent; giving the impression that she too would take to submission easily. Before I could say anything, I heard Randolph call for me, and as I turned to find her, she was gone, the elevator quickly taking her wherever she needed to go. Moving into my office, I settled into the high-backed chair at my desk once more and looked at him. “Mr. Jameson do you know how much money you owe me?” He blinked rapidly, the sweat trickling down his face as he thought about it. “A lot, let’s just leave it at that.” I leaned forward. “I suppose if you want to see your daughter again, you will come up with it won’t you?” He frowned slightly. “She is a good girl you know? I don’t suppose there is a trade possible?” He lifted his eyes up to mine once more. “I mean she is no looker but she can cook and is good to have around.” Something swept through me, some level of disgust and excitement simultaneously. “What exactly are you proposing Mr. Jameson?”

An hour later, I left the office, my hands clenched at my sides. What I needed was relief and I knew exactly where to get it. I made my way into the lobby, hearing Linda call my name as I did. I glanced over at her and she smiled at me handing me an envelope. “I hired a new girl, nothing spectacular, but she knows how to use the software, which was an amazing find. Her id and everything she needs is in there. She won’t start for another two weeks, but I think she will be a good fit for you.” She smiled up at me eagerly. “Linda, what will I do without you?” I gave her a charming grin, and smiled as she grabbed her bags to leave. I walked her to her car, making idle chitchat and tossed the envelope in the seat beside me. At least someone would be able to take over, and hopefully, make things run smoothly. I signaled for the driver to take me out, making my way to Chelsea’s house. It was always safe there, and she knew what I liked. I called her, and she was ready for me as I opened the front door. I found her near the bedroom, kneeling down on her knees and her head bent. Seeing her like this always excited me, I felt the rush of blood flood my body as I approached her. “Stand up but don’t look at me, walk to the bed and lean over it.” I watched as she did as I asked, feeling my manhood pressing against the tight fabric of my pants.

She was painfully thin, but obedient and she would have to do. She leaned forward, never once facing me and I stood behind her. I moved her legs apart with my hands until I could see the wetness between her thighs glistening in my direction. We weren’t in my playroom, so I had to improvise, grabbing the hairbrush from her dresser. I slid the cold wood across her back and then slid it gently down her ass, my body reacting to her stiffen in both fear and excitement. I hit her once, the sting of it immediate with the loud thwack it made. The red imprint of the brush on her ass made me crazy with heavy desire. I hit her again this time on the other side. She flinched, this time moaning with the pain. I did this a few more times until her pert ass was red all over and only then did I move down to taste the wetness further down. I planted her in front of me and turned her around. She looked around to face me. “Strip and kneel.” “Wait.” She instantly felt sorry when he reached around and smacked her already sore ass then repeated himself. I knew she wanted to run as far as she could from me. She had a level of fear that could overwhelm her sometimes. Standing, she quickly stripped and kneeled in front of me. I removed my shirt and took her hand leading her to the bed. “Lay down. Strap your legs in and then your right wrist. I will strap the other in.” She did as I asked panting. I often didn’t know if it was from fear or

excitement. Probably a little of both but she would never tell me. Her eyes threw daggers at me as she snapped the shackle to her wrist. She lay back on the bed realizing that she was spread open for me to see. I stood over her and ran a hand down the side of her body. I quickly produced a silk scarf and blindfolded her. “Now, you cannot stop your response as you have always done in the past with me. Relax Chelsea and just feel free for once. Don’t over think it and enjoy it for once.” “I enjoy every time I am here.” “No. I mean let go. What is the safe word?” “Oh you mean I get one this time?” She said sarcastically. My hand landed hard on the inside of her thigh and she instantly yelped in surprise. CLICK HERE TO GRAB A COPY OF THIS SERIES AND JOIN MY EXCLUSIVE READERS CLUB NOW!!!