Page 34 of Nanny for the SEALs

“Well, so far I’m loving the fringe benefits. And no, I’m not just talking about Navy SEAL dick.” She reached across me and grabbed the can of whipped cream. After squirting a huge dollop directly into her mouth, she mumbled, “I could get used to this.”

I resisted the urge to make a joke about squirting cream into her mouth. “Is that a yes?”

She swallowed the cream. (Once again, it was hard not to make a sex joke.) “What about this?” She waved her hand between us. “Doesn’tthiscomplicate things?”

I shrugged. “This is only physical. It doesn’t affect anything with the kids.”

One of Heather’s sharp eyebrows rose. “Are you sure you can just keep it physical? You look like the kind of man who falls in love with the first woman he lays.”

I leaned in close like I was going to kiss her. Our lips were mere millimeters apart. I could smell the whipped cream on her breath.

Before kissing her, I pulled away. “I think I can resist. So you’ll take the job?”

She scrunched up her face in thought. “I’ll do it. Under one condition.”

“Name it.”

Heather jabbed me in the chest. “Never kidnap me in broad daylight again. Not even for, like, kinky role-playing sex reasons.”

I chuckled. “Deal.” I rolled over to reach for my jeans.

“Getting another condom?” she asked. “Bringing one to the hotel room is good preparation. Bringing two is just cocky.”

I pulled out my phone and tapped on the screen. “Here’s the contract. If you really are ready to sign.”

She took the phone from me and scanned the page. “I don’t see anything about my acting career in here.”

“That’s tough to put into a contract,” I replied. “You’ll have to take my word on it. Nanny for our kids for six months, and I’ll call in every favor I have in order to help your acting career.”

Heather nodded and scribbled a signature with her finger. She handed the phone back to me, then flinched.

“Wait! I have another condition.”

“That’s two. You said you only had one.”

“You have to help my friend Maurice, too,” she insisted. “Help my careerandhis.”

Her expression was so serious that I didn’t make a joke about what Maurice liked in his mouth. Instead, I caressed Heather’s cheek and nodded.

“I’ll help both of you. I promise.”

She visibly relaxed, then brushed her lips against mine. “Good. Then it’s settled.” She bit her lip. “Want to shake on it?”

“We already signed the documents,” I said, extending my hand. “But I’ll shake too.”

She gave me the cutest little smile. “I don’t mean with our hands.”

Yeah. This girl was a winner. And starting tomorrow, she was going to be over at our place five days a week.

It’s going to be a fun six months.

“Unfortunately, I’mnotcocky enough to bring a second condom.” I slid off the bed and started getting dressed. “But we can shake on it another time.”

Heather sat up in bed, using a pillow to cover her chest. Which was silly considering I could still see her mound of yellow pubic hair.

“So thatiswhy you came over,” she said, eyes sparkling with humor. “To fuck me into submission so I would sign the contract.”

I pulled the shirt over my head, then slipped on both shoes. “You’re not the only one who can be sneaky. And watch your language. Starting tomorrow, you’ll be around our kids all day.”

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