Page 23 of Nanny for the Athletes

“They play for the Colts,” I explained.

“Ohmygosh,” Suzie breathed. She looked more terrified than excited. “Nobody is going to believe this.”

“Better get a selfie, then!” Braden put his arm around Suzie across the top of the fence. “Snap a couple. I lookgreatin a suit.”

“He’s modest, too,” Christian smirked.

“I call ‘em like I see ‘em,” Braden replied, eyes cutting over to me. “Damn, Beth. You understood the assignment. You’re a smokeshow in that dress. If you don’t mind me saying.”

I felt myself blushing at the compliment. “Speaking of this dress, would you mind zipping me up?” I asked Christian. “I think the zipper is stuck.”

“Happy to. Hold this.” He handed me the lint roller, then stepped up behind me. His fingertips brushed lightly across my skin as he took hold of the zipper and gently pulled it up without any issues. His breath stirred in my hair; he was apresencebehind me, tall and powerful.

“Thanks,” I said.

“Mind returning the favor?” He turned around to show me his back. “I think I have dog hair on me.”

“A little bit,” I said, running the lint roller up and down his jacket. I could feel the broad back muscles underneath, as unmovable as stone. “There, you’re fur free now.”

“Anything on my pants?” he asked, lifting up his jacket.

He didn’t mean it in a sexual way; he was legitimately trying to make sure he looked presentable. But with his jacket hiked up, his ass wasright there. The perfectly-tailored pants hugged both cheeks perfectly, strong and chiseled.

“You’ve got a little bit…” I lightly ran the roller from the top of his butt down to his thigh. “Okay, now you’re good.”

“My turn!” Braden said cheerfully. He turned around and stuck his butt out like an Instagram model. “I can’t have all thiscakeruined by booty fur.”

I laughed and repeated the favor for him. While Christian’s butt was normal sized and chiseled, Braden’s ass wasthick. Still strong and muscular, but definitely popping out a lot more in the tailored pants. Especially with the pose he was doing.

“I can help, too,” Suzie offered with wide eyes.

“I think I got it all,” I said.

“You sure?” Braden shook his ass back and forth.

“Positive,” I said, feeling my blush return. I handed the lint roller off to Christian. “I need to run inside and grab my jewelry and purse.”

Tonight’s going to be a fun night, I thought while I retrieved my things.

10

Beth

“Don’t worry about getting any fur on your dress,” Braden said when we were inside the limo and on the way. “Victor, the driver, pulled out a mini vacuum cleaner and got it all up while you were inside. You the man, Victor!”

Through the little divider, the driver flashed a thumbs-up.

I gazed around the interior: there were multi-colored LEDs around the top, and an ice bucket next to a bottle of champagne between two of the seats. “I’ve never been in a limo before. There’s so much room.”

“We’re picking up two of our teammates on the way,” Christian said.

“Hopefully by now you’re not star struck by professional athletes!” Braden added, elbowing me gently in the side. “Unlike Suzie back there.”

I groaned. “Sorry if she was too much. She’s only been working for me for six hours.”

“She seemed good with Pickles,” Braden said. “She has my full confidence.”

“Who else is going to be at the event tonight?” I asked. “Anyone I know?”

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