Page 20 of Nanny For My Brother's Best Friend

I walk into the kitchen for some coffee and step outside to watch Lola. Delilah looks over at me and freezes for a moment as I stare at her, making me wonder what’s wrong. I glance down and see that I am only in the shorts I wore to bed. I didn’t think when I came out of my room, but it made me wonder why Delilah wouldn’t stop staring at me.

Does she want me like I want her?

Eventually, I call out that I’ll be in the gym and Delilah nods stiffly before returning her attention to Lola. I make it a long workout, making the exercise strenuous on my body, so I’ll keep the strength I had last night on the ice.

That’s what I tell myself, at least.

I’m drenched in sweat for two hours and drinking water in large gulps. Rock music plays through the room for focus, and I close my eyes, enjoying the stretch of my muscles. I studied early on the best way to treat my body for resilience and just plain self-care, learning everything I could through mentors.

I get a certain jolt of accomplishment when I think about the way Delilah stared at me this morning. There’s a shower downstairs, so I use it, working my cock under the spray until I come all over the shower wall. I hope this is always enough for me because I’ll never have my nanny the way I want her.

I slip on a clean pair of shorts and a t-shirt so as not to distract Delilah too much before heading upstairs. They’re inside having a snack and I sit with Lola and ask her about the game. It’s a very simple answer, but the joy she conveys to me is enough to make me smile and I hold her in my lap as she babbles on.

“She was good?” I look at Delilah as she cleans up.

“Oh, yeah. We played pass the toddler throughout the game, so everyone got their time to lose their minds at that win. That and the popcorn, nachos, candy and who knows what else from the snack bar. You guys did an amazing job. I never noticed how well you play with Drew until last night.”

“We’ve always had a weird thing on the ice. Like we’re psychic to each other or something. I have never made sense of it, but it works.”

“I’d say so with three goals together.” Delilah smiles and looks away from me and Lola.

“The jersey means everything to me. Thanks.”

“I couldn’t help myself. As she grows, I’ll replace them, but you’ll probably want to keep the outgrown ones. Memories, and maybe for her own kid down the line?”

“Don’t even think about that.” I scowl and Delilah laughs.

“It’s probably going to happen eventually, Miles.”

I hear the teasing in her voice but shudder at the idea of my baby growing up.

“She’s never dating. No man will ever be good enough for Lola.”

“You sound like Drew with me. I lived a little in college just because I had some freedom.”

Delilah giggles, but I feel jealousy washing over my skin in an ice cold wave at the idea of her with any other man. There’s a part of me that wants to demand every detail, but didn’t she just point out how overprotective her brother is?

What reason do I have to care? None.

“I hope there’s nothing illegal in your past. That might be a cause to fire you.”

I try to make it a joke but feel her eyes on me. I’d never fire Delilah, but I had to form my thoughts into something. It’s too bad it came out sounding like that.

“Want to do a background check on me?” I meet her eyes at her question and see she’s arching a brow at me.

In a way, I would, but I shake my head with a chuckle, showing I was joking with her as I look down at Lola to center myself.

CHAPTER 10

CHANGES

DELILAH

Miles doesn’t seem angry that I fell asleep on the couch, since I got Lola into bed before starting the movie. He’s being a little passive aggressive for reasons I don’t know, but he also seems to appreciate what I did for him by taking Lola to the game in her jersey.

The man gives me whiplash sometimes and I return to cleaning the kitchen as he sits with Lola, making it spotless with my aggression.

There’s a part of him that seemed overly surprised by her jersey, which makes no sense to me. Doesn’t every player’s kid have one? When my brother has a kid, they’ll wear the damn thing every day.

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