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I didn’t know if I was for real or not. All I knew at that time is that if she told me to jump, then I’d say, how high. She already had me that wrapped around her little finger. And when her lips parted, I found even more of a reason to keep her, “Aiden, since we’re learning from each other here, I’d like to ask you if I can perform my first oral sex act on you tonight. I’m going to research how to give a great blowjob. Would that be okay to try?”
“Oh, fuck me, Skye! You’re unbelievable!”
“So, is that a yes?” she asked as if she needed to.
“Yes.” I kissed her again. “A million times, yes!”
Chapter Eight
Skye
With only three days to go until we met our one month anniversary and the date of coming out of the closet with what was now something we both considered to be a relationship, I found myself lying face down on my bed after a long night of wild sex.
To be able to stay in Aiden’s bed and wake up next to him was a thing I was dreaming about. To hold his hand while we watched cartoons with Joy was like a fantasy to me.
We’d steal a kiss here and there. Cop a feel when Joy’s attention was elsewhere. But other than that, it was just the nights when we could be real with one another.
I understood his concerns about his daughter. Hell, I had the same concerns. He’d confided in me about how he’d been in his marriage to Joy’s mother. He closed himself off. Shut out her and their baby so he could devote his full attention to writing. And he was a spectacular writer.
Aiden Cooper hit the New York Times Best Sellers list not once but three times before his wife died. I knew he could do it again. And with my help he was telling me that he was better than he’d ever been.
I wanted a peek at the manuscript he’d work on ten hours each weekday. Weekends he devoted himself to us. I was always included in his plans with Joy.
Aiden told me I’d made a remarkable change in his daughter. Her shyness with others had virtually disappeared. She was playing with other kids when we took her to the playground, a thing he said she’d never done before.
He even filled the swimming pool up and was letting me teach her how to swim. She hadn’t got past the stage where she was wearing floaties, but she was making rapid progress. Joy loved showing her daddy how much she’d learned each day when he was through with his work. Things were going better than I expected.
A tap at my bedroom door had me rolling over, rubbing my tired eyes and saying, “Who is it?”
“Aiden. Can I come in?”
“Of course,” I said then sat up in my bed, smoothing out my disheveled hair.
There was something wrong. I could tell it right away. His eyes were drooping at the corners. His mouth was turned down in a frown. And his hands were shaking.
“Joy, my brother called me early this morning.” He stopped and looked at me with pain in his eyes. “I told him about you and me. And he was…” He just stopped talking as he fidgeted.
“Aiden, just spit it out.”
“He reminded me that I’m not as anonymous as most people. The fact is when I put out this new book then I’ll be going on book tours and doing talk shows. And if I’m asked about who you are, and I tell them about you being my kid’s nanny then how will that look? And the worst part is that Joy will know what I’ve done too.”
“We’re three damn days away from coming out with this. You and I will be legit before the book comes out. I don’t’ see a problem.” I was shaking with fear that he was about to tell me we were over.
“Look, I know you might not understand. I don’t really understand it all myself. But my brother pointed out that people will ask how we got together and what am I supposed to say when I’m asked that?” He looked confused and genuinely upset, but I was getting pissed.
“Who the fuck cares what you fucking tell them? We met in a toy store where I worked. No one needs to know any more than that. Christ, Aiden! Just tell me it’s over already!”
“No, that’s not what I want. Can’t we just keep things as they are?”
My heart stopped. I quit breathing. “No.”
Taking my face in his hands, he kissed my lips with a light kiss. “Please.”
“No, Aiden. We come out with this, or we stop it.” I was adamant. The hiding was fun at first, but it was getting old and quickly.
“You can’t stop it any more than I can, Skye. Be honest with yourself,” he said as he stroked my cheek with his fingertips.
“Me? I am being honest with myself. Why don’t you try doing that. I know it’s all still an act to you now. I thought we were getting past the sex act and into the real stuff. I was wrong. You want to play like we’re a couple at night after your daughter goes to sleep. But you don’t want it to be real. You’re still closing yourself off.”
