The Naughty, The Nice and The Nanny

“Are you having fun?” I asked, trying to put a little space between us. Anything to ease the bloom of desire spreading in my lower belly. Maddox wouldn’t have it. He pulled me closer, flush against his hard planes. “I am now.”Oh, sweet baby Jesus in the manger. “Are you flirting with me?”“I am. Do you mind?”“No.”

“See? She’s terrifying,” Heath whispered, putting his hand on my shoulder. “I’m locking my bedroom door tonight.”

“I want this. You and me. I don’t want to take it slow. I don’t want to wait to be with you.”

“I like you, Maddox. I’ve always liked you. I don’t know if you want to explore this or not--”“I do.”Relief coursed through my veins. “Then I can’t be the nanny. Violet needs someone who’s only about her. She deserves that.”“Agreed.” He took one of my hands. “You’re fired.”

“Exactly the wrong person to think of when I was in bed. Natalie Buchanan. Damn, but she did look good. As a teenager, she’d been cute. As a grown woman, she was a stunner. I took another long look at her smile in the club photo, then flipped to the sophomore section and found her picture.”

“It’s taking all of my willpower not to kiss you, just to see what it would feel like.” The confession came out without any restraint or regret.“Oh, it would be fantastic.” She leaned in a little closer as she teased. “I’m really good at kissing.”

“Damn.” I chuckled. Yeah, I remembered Natalie.”