APRIL
April felt better just looking at Emilia.
Which was a very good thing, because in the pounding music of the club, she definitely couldn’t hear her. Although it was stirring her urge to dance. It had been too long.
She had been shocked when her second call to the agency had resulted in Janice asking her to meet Emilia at a club. The idea that Emilia would take time away from her own nanny gig to help was kind of incredible.
But the idea that it would happen in a club was kind of hilarious.
Though, in fairness, she had called the agency frantically, but then realized at the last moment that she couldn’t bear to tell them her employer had kissed her. The idea that they might pull her from the job, and he might not be able to get a new nanny for those wonderful kids was too heartbreaking.
Janice truly hadn’t known how to help when all April could do was sob and say, I can’t do this over and over again.
The kiss had happened in a moment of passion. Khall had been furious and so had she. And he had given in to the electricity between them. The instant she pushed back he stopped. That was the most important thing, right?
As the dancers writhed on the floor and Emilia sipped her drink, April asked herself why she was really upset.
She was attracted to Khall, too. He might have been picking up on that. What he had done might have been surprising, but it definitely wasn’t unpleasant.
That was the best kiss of my life.
And it happened because we have chemistry, not because he actually respects me and wants to be with me.
And there it was.
April wasn’t a sneaking sexy kisses in the elevator type person. Like it or not, she was a tried and true nice-girl-next-door, and she wanted a real relationship.
And clearly, the wealthy war hero was not going to fall in love with his nanny.
So, whatever she might be feeling right now she had to ignore it, or risk hurting herself badly and possibly creating a messy situation that would impact Bo and Minerva.
That kind of fallout was unacceptable.
So, her path was clear - she would muster the self-control to ignore her attraction to Khall. When she got home, she would tell him in no uncertain terms that if he wanted her to stay on, he would have to keep his mouth to himself. She knew he would never risk disrupting the balance of his family’s day to day life by having to find yet another nanny.
Having made her decision about how to proceed, April immediately felt much better.
“Let’s dance,” April called to Emilia.
“Sorry,” Emilia mouthed, shaking her head.
“It’s okay,” April yelled, smiling. “I don’t want to talk about it. Let’s just drink and dance.”
She mimed drinking and dancing, to be sure.
Emilia laughed and let herself be dragged onto the dance floor.
The club had a spacious dance area. At the center, there were giant birdcages on raised platforms. Inside the cages, massive, oiled men danced while the lights pulsed over them. Those must be the cages they had been given a token for at the entry to access.
April relaxed, letting the thump of the bass pull her in. It felt so good to move again, she hadn’t danced since that night…
But before she could really lose herself in the motion, males of every species began to press in on them.
Dancing with someone else might not be a bad idea,she told herself. It might get Khall Rivvor out of my head.
But the press of bodies started to feel intimidating rather than inviting.
A Zytaxian tried to grab her, but before he could wrap one of his four hands around her shoulder, a scaled Omyte hissed at him and nearly wrenched his arm off.