Page 64 of Nanny for the SEALs

“Robert Frost, huh? Are you trying to impress me with poetry?”

He pulled me into a hug, then kissed my forehead. “I’m too tired to try impressing anyone. I need coffee.”

I wanted to argue with him and insist that he get a proper night’s sleep, but I knew it would be futile.

The children were excited to see me when they woke up. I definitely noticed an improvement in their behavior now that I was here overnight. I kept them in line from the moment they got out of bed, whereas before I was certain Brady let them do whatever they wanted.

“Clean slate!” I said cheerfully in the kitchen. I removed the stickers from their schedule. “Today is another chance to get some candy. And I have abigsurprise for you.”

Micah’s eyes widened. “What’s the surprise?”

“I bought some new treats for the big bucket,” I whispered, like it was a secret.

“What kind! Let me see!” Dustin tried to reach toward the top of the pantry shelf. He came up three feet short.

“You’ll have to be good today and find out,” I said. “Get those stickers!”

Asher was watching all of this while sipping his coffee. He was already dressed; his grey suit fit him perfectly, and the blue tie was held to his dress shirt with a silver clip. “You’re worth every penny. You know that?”

“This is basic nanny stuff,” I replied. “It just takes consistency and patience.”

“We don’t have either of that,” Brady said. He leaned over the couch, where the three children were sitting. “But you know what we do have?”

“What?” Cora asked.

“Lots oflove!”Brady grabbed Cora off the back of the couch and swirled her in the air. She squealed with excitement as he helicoptered her around the room while the boys followed, laughing and jumping to try to grab her.

Asher shook his head and smiled to me. “Have a good day with the kids.”

Threesome, my mind interjected.You had a threesome with Brady. And some random woman. You put your dicks in her at the same time. You said it was very good. What made it so good?

“Thanks,” I said when I realized I hadn’t replied to him. “Have a good day at work.”

Rogan had changed clothes and looked like he had run a comb through his hair, but otherwise he still looked exhausted. He gave me a little smile, then the three of them said goodbye to the children and went downstairs to their security office.

We went through our normal morning routine. The boys were on their best behavior in order to check out the new snacks in the big bucket. All three of them earned stars during cartoon time, and again for arts and crafts, and finally for lunch.

“At this rate,” I said while applying stickers to the laminated schedule, “I’m going to run out of stickers!”

“Then get more!” Micah said.

After putting the children down for their naps, I punched in the key-code to the office and sat at the computer. I opened a browser and clicked the address bar, fingers hovering over the keyboard to typeAmazon.com.

But I paused with my finger above the A-key.

The browser history appeared.

And the most recent address was aporn website.

I chuckled to myself. Three adult men lived here. Of course they watched porn. I’d walked in on Maurice giving himself a low-five in our apartment, and he was just one guy. I was three times more likely to stumble upon this here.

That’s the real reason there’s a keypad lock on the door, I thought with a smirk.

I was about to leave it at that, until I saw a word in one of the URLs.

Nanny.

As if moving on its own accord, my finger clicked the link. It maximized on the screen, advertisements and graphics loading slowly.

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