Page 7 of Chasing His Nanny

“Are you free this weekend for the medical function?” She softens her tone. “I thought us both being single and so busy we’re usually dateless we could attend together.”

I inwardly sigh. This is now the third time she’s asked me on a date and each time I’ve let her down gently. I admire her persistence, but at what point will she take the hint?

“I don’t date.”

“Oh,” she whispers before she quickly laughs. “I thought—“

“Geri,” I begin, keeping my tone gentle, “I really appreciate the offer, but—“

She lifts her hand in the air and waves her obvious embarrassment away with a flick of her fingers.

“It’s okay. I just thought.” She shrugs her shoulders. “But we could still go together. It’ll be fun. We both work really hard. And it’s just a function, not a date.”

Her determination is almost admirable.

Almost.

“I’m sorry it’s because I’m already taking someone,” I lie, hoping she gives up on me and stops asking.

Her eyes widen. Not only surprise flickers across her face, but a big dash of disappointment.

“Oh. Anyone I know?”

“My nanny.” The words come out of my mouth before I can stop them. I fake a smile and say, “She really needs a night out.”

“I thought you don’t date.”

“It’s not a date, date.”

But it’s perfect.

Bree needs an escape from whatever her mother is trying to do. I don’t think she wants anyone serious.

After all, Bree is too free and wild. She proved that after giving the flight attendant a blow job on her vacation.

Why does that irk me?

I shake off the thought and get back to the matter at hand.

Bree will thank me for getting her out of her dilemma, and so will my parents-in-law when they get to spend more time with my children.

“I wasn’t asking for a date, date.” Geri forces a smile, but it looks more like a smirk.

“Sorry. It’s already planned. I can’t get out of it.”

“It’s okay. Enjoy your non date ... maybe another time.”

“Yes, another time.” I lift my wrist and check the time. “Must get on. I’ve got a ton of paperwork to prepare before my next patient.”

I also have to work out how I tell Bree she’s gone from looking after my children to being my date.

I hear Bree before I see her. There’s nothing unusual there - she has this glorious but loud, infectious laugh that carries through the house. Sometimes, I see her staring into space and I wonder how happy she truly is.

But she’s always the same with my children. Joyful. She has a way with them that I love to watch. The smiles I see and the laughter I hear are priceless.

I close my eyes as I think about her.

Then I shake all those thoughts away when I hear my children giggling uncontrollably.

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