Page 53 of The Nanny's Bossy Billionaire

“Not for long, babe. What do you think about a few weeks from now?”

“Xavier! We need a few months to plan.”

“We can plan fast.” He takes my mouth again and kisses me until I’m breathless and straining toward him, then lifts me up, and I wind my legs around his waist.

He walks us backward as my mouth feasts on his jaw and neck. “Hurry,” I whisper, sucking on his earlobe.

“Er… guys? Before you get it on, perhaps you’ll allow us to congratulate you.” Ryan’s voice comes from the direction of Stella’s room. I twist my head to see them. Ryan is still shirtless. Stella is now in a tank top and shorts and frowning at Ryan.

“ ‘Get it on!’ What are you? Ninety?” She scoffs. “Anyway, baby girl, congratulations.” She comes toward us while Ryan makes a strangling motion with his hands behind her back.

“I always said you’d come round, Xavier.”

“Er, Stella, you didn’t.” I disentangle myself from Xavier and show her the ring.

“Well, I suppose we could rewrite history with the size of that diamond,” Stella replies when she sees the ring. We laugh. “It’s beautiful.”

“Congrats, brother.” Ryan grabs the back of Xavier’s neck and hugs him hard.

“Thank you.” Xavier embraces him back.

“Right, Stella, off we go,” Ryan says, “let them bask in the glow of their new engagement.”

“Now you’re really pissing me off. Can’t you talk normally?”

“I could, but I really like how I can make steam come out of your ears.” He pulls her toward the laundry.

Xavier and I look at each other. “She’s too nice for him. Ryan’s a certified ass,” Xavier says.

“I was going to say he’s too nice for her. She’ll chew him up and spit him out.”

“Well then, they’re perfectly suited.” Xavier chuckles. “Where were we?”

“You were about to spend the rest of the day apologizing to me.”

“Fantastic idea.” His smile is wicked.

He knows exactly what I want. He bends and throws me over his shoulder; his hands start to knead my ass as he heads to my room.

His voice drops an octave. “You think you can make it filthier than that, though?”

My heart skips a beat. “Make love to me.”

He smacks my butt. Hard. “Specifics, baby.” I’m shocked by how much I love it. How much I want him to do it again.

“I want your mouth on me, Xavier.”

“Good girl.”

It’s several hours before we leave the room again.

Epilogue

Brooke

Seven months later

The musical sound of the doorbell pulls me out of bed. Only Lisa would want to come up this early. We’ve had the elevator modified such that rather than ascending directly, it sounds as a doorbell, which is then activated from inside each apartment. Which is good considering how little clothing we tend to wear indoors.

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