Page 74 of Resisting Royal

I would agree with that. The little girl was as sweet as could be, and I never heard a nanny complain about her behavior, it was always him. “How many girls have you brought home in the week you’ve had this one?”

“Are we talking Monday through Friday? Or are you counting weekends?”

Christ. No wonder they were dropping; he was a damn whore. “For the sake of discussion, Monday through Friday.”

“Six.”

My body fell back into the chair. “In five days? That doesn’t add up unless you took one home and snagged another in the process.”

A slow smile spread across his face. “Or . . . I had a two for one deal.”

“You’re disgusting, do you know that? No wonder no nanny wants to stay. Look at the example you’re setting.”

“For the price I pay, I’m entitled to fuck whoever I want when Genie isn’t in my care.”

I shook my head. “Take whatever time you need whenever you need it, but get your fucking life together.”

He held his hand up and gave me a mock salute before dragging his body out of the chair. “Yes, sir. I’m off to go babysit one gambling-addicted, middle-age man, let me know if you need me for anything else.”

I waved him off, and as he slammed the door behind him, I couldn’t help but think it was only a matter of time before some girl somewhere showed up in his life and wiped the floor with him.

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