I knocked on the door even though it was open. Marcel’s chair swiveled around, and he stood up when he saw me.
“Noah,” he said, crossing the room to give me a handshake. “What do I owe the pleasure?” Marcel was shorter than me, but his handshake was strong.
“Allison told me you had a meeting with the Mansfield Nursing Home group this morning. I wanted to see how that went.”
Marcel cracked a wide grin. “I nailed it.”
“That’s fantastic,” I said. Mansfield was a tough account since they relied on the resident’s monthly payments to determine their budgets. But Marcel came through for us as I knew he would when I gave him that account. The others on the sales team were apprehensive about the new guy handling such a big account, but I had the final say. And challenging Marcel would benefit him by showing his worth to everyone else. It was great news for the company and a big account since they owned several properties in the area.
“I know,” he said, shaking his head. “I can’t thank you enough for assigning me the job. It was hard work, but I think we can help them out with pricing and getting them the best supplies for the residents.”
“Let me know if there is anything I can do,” I said. “My door is always open.”
“Thank you, sir,” Marcel said.
“Have a nice weekend.” I turned to the door and headed out. I had a little pep in my step since I knew I would see my two favorite girls in a short time.
On the ride home, I thought about Jess. As I did every day this week on my ride into and out of work. Seeing her every morning and afternoon since Saturday night gave me the opportunity to feel her out about that night. I buried Brandon’s advice deep down in my brain. Neither Jess nor I were the one-night-stand type of people. We both knew what we did that night, and the only thing I wanted to know was when we would do it again.
I couldn’t rush into it again. I wanted to approach her slower this time. Show her I wanted her in my life as so much more than just Gina’s nanny. And that would take time. The longer it took, the sweeter the reward. And there would be less of a chance of her leaving me right after if we agreed that everything would remain the same with our relationship.
My cock was semi-hard by the time I got home. I wish Jess knew how much she turned me on, both physically and mentally. She was the perfect package, and now I needed to convince her of that. And the next opportunity I had to show her, I was never letting her go.
I cooled down before I went inside. Jess and Gina were in the family room. It looked as if a fabric store had exploded inside of my house.
Jess leaned over her piece of fabric while she hand-stitched one side while Gina sat cross-legged next to her.
I propped myself against the door frame to watch them for a moment. I’d never seen Gina so still in my life. She sucked on her lower lip while Jess moved the needle and thread through the fabric. Her stitches were precise and small enough that I couldn’t see the marks even from the short distance.
A few moments later, I cleared my throat. Jess didn’t move, but Gina jumped up.
Her shock turned to glee as she ran over to me. “You scared me, Daddy.”
Jess glanced over her shoulder, smiling at Gina. She turned back to her work without a look at me.
I hoped it was her concentrating and not ignoring me.
“Come see,” Gina said.
I sat between the girls. “What are you working on?”
Jess lifted her eyes to mine. “I’m showing Gina how to hand-sew. Until I can get my hands on a sewing machine.”
I leaned forward, our faces nearly colliding. Jess moved back.
“Sorry,” I said, reaching into my back pocket for my wallet. I handed her my home credit card. “Buy whatever you need.”
“Are you sure?” Jess asked.
“Buy two!” Gina said jumping up and down. “So we both can have one.”
Jess hesitated before taking the credit card. “I’ll buy one for now. These things can be a little dangerous to little fingers.”
“Okay,” Gina conceded.
Jess and I shared a look and smiled at each other. Okay, we were making progress.
“How was your day?” Jess asked, getting back to her sewing.