“What is it, Jessica?”
“Just because your mother figured us out, that doesn’t make me any less concerned about everyone finding out about us,” I said.
“Are you ashamed?” Dylan sat up and looked down at me.
“I’m cautious. Give me that, please. I’ll stay with you all night, as much as you want. But let me have the pretense that I’m stilljust a nanny. Can we not have this conversation again until I’m ready?” Everything that was loose and relaxed began to tighten up. I hated that I had to be concerned about the job when I wanted to be happy and bask in the glow of everything that Dylan made me feel.
He leaned over and kissed my shoulder. “Topic is on the shelf until you bring it down. I promise.”
He slid out of bed for a moment before returning.
“Where’d you go?” I asked.
He held up a baby monitor receiver. “I haven’t needed this since you started. But if you’re in here, we’ll use it again.”
I waited for him to climb back into bed before I wrapped around him and started kissing him again.
“Jessica.” He chuckled as he rolled me onto my back.
Sleeping in Dylan’s bed didn’t involve as much sleeping as I think either of us really needed.
In the morning, I was up and across the hall before Max woke up. The morning rolled with our standard morning routine. I helped Max to get dressed, and then we played until Dylan came in fresh from his shower.
My heart sank a little bit when I saw he was wearing his work clothes, designer slacks, a dress shirt, and a tie. I had kind of hoped we would get to have another day together before the weekend. But it made sense. The man had a business to run. Instead of running off to take my shower while Dylan took Max down to breakfast, I joined them.
“Any big plans for today?” Dylan asked.
“Aquarium,” Max said.
“We were there yesterday,” I said with a laugh.
Max nodded. Clearly, being there the day before wasn’t going to change his mind about wanting to go again today.
“Why don’t we visit Nana?” I asked.
He responded with a shrug and went back to eating his eggs.
Dylan finished eating and got up. “You two finish. I’ll see you when I get home.”
He placed his hand on my shoulder, and I looked up. I didn’t expect the quick kiss. I blinked a few times.
“Did you just…?” I asked.
Dylan smirked. “I guess I did.”
This was not going to be a very well-kept secret.
After breakfast, Max and I decided to play upstairs and then visit with his grandmother around ten. It was late enough that if she slept in, she would be up, and early enough that lunchtime and her afternoon rest wouldn’t be interrupted. I set an alarm on my phone, and when it went off, we gathered a few toys and story books and headed downstairs.
“What?” Clara was always such a joyful person when she answered the door.
“Max was hoping this was a good time to visit with his nana,” I said. I didn’t try to be falsely happy. But I didn’t grumble, either. Clara was allowed to have the market cornered on being grumpy for the day.
“She’s tired and resting,” Clara snarled.
“Is that Max?” Mrs. Anderson’s voice was clear and strong as she called out. “Where is my Max?”
Clara narrowed her eyes at me as she opened the door a little wider, allowing Max to run inside. I started to step forward, but Clara blocked my entry.