The Rancher's Nanny

“I don’t want this to confuse Paige,” she said.

“Paige adores you.”

“But, I’m your nanny. This is—”

He pressed his lips against hers, silencing any protest from her, and she knew he did it on purpose to keep her silent. “Tell me about Chad and Emily,” he said when he pulled away.

This made her jerk back a little. “Why do you want to know about them?”

“I’ve heard what other people have had to say about the incident, and I find that I’d rather hear your side of it.”

“Which part?”

“All of it. Where you met. What happened after.”

She blew out a breath. “This is kind of weird to talk about.”

“I’m one hell of a good listener.”

She smiled. “Okay. I met Chad a couple of years after I finished high school. I’d been nannying for a while, and whenever I went into a coffee shop in town, he was always there. He kept asking me out, and I guess one day, I decided to just go ahead and go out with him. We had a good date. It was a lot of fun, and he did make me laugh. One date turned into two. Before I knew what was happening, we were in a serious relationship. I invited him back home to meet my parents, and then he discovered Emily, my sister. In the beginning, I don’t even think he liked her. She was going through a rough patch with her own boyfriend, and I think she hated that I was making something work, and considering she was supposed to be the prettier of the two of us, she hated it. It wasn’t long that they were having an affair. The wedding was already happening at that point, and then everything else you heard.” She shrugged.

“You don’t seem bothered by it.”

“At the time I was devastated, but I think it was more because he did it in public.” She shrugged. “I’m not pining for him. I liked him a lot. Before Emily got her claws into him, he was a pretty decent guy.”

“I think you’re the prettier of the two.”

“You don’t have to say that. I’m a big girl. I know I’m not great to look at.” He cupped her face, silencing her once again. Whenever he touched her, she found it even more difficult to find her own words. Everything was a jumbled up mess in her brain. His thumb ran across her lip.

“I’m not lying. I’m not saying shit just to make you feel better either. I’m not that good of a guy. I say what I mean, and I know for a fact you’re the prettier of the two. I only have eyes for you, Maddie.” He kissed her lips, and just those few words made her feel a whole lot better.

Chapter Six

The scent of coffee was what alerted Caleb to Maddie already being awake. Sitting up in bed, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, and saw her side of the bed was indeed already empty. Thinking about the night before, he smiled. He didn’t like the thought of her being with Ryan, or her past with Chad, but he had a past as well.

No, what made him smile was how she’d come in his arms. Her face as she orgasmed had to be one of the best things he’d seen in a long time.

Climbing out of bed, he walked to the bathroom. He used the toilet, washed his hands, then brushed his teeth before pulling on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt.

Heading downstairs, he found Maddie in the kitchen. The moment he entered, she turned toward him, and the look on her face just let him know that he wasn’t going to like what was about to come out of her mouth.

“Last night shouldn’t have happened,” she said, tucking her wild red hair behind her ears.

“Which part? Where you told me about your past with Chad, or where you came on my cock so hard that you couldn’t think straight?”

Her cheeks heated, and he smirked. She could pretend last night hadn’t changed a thing, but he knew it had. For one, he now knew how she looked when he touched her and how tight her pussy felt wrapped around his dick. Both were experiences he wanted to repeat for many months to come.

“You see. This is what I mean. Paige could be here,” she said.

“I know Paige won’t be here for a good couple of hours. Martha takes forever cooking breakfast, and after all the fun and activities last night, she’d have stayed up late.” He brushed past her, being sure to touch her in some way as he grabbed a mug from the cupboard.

“See, now you’re touching me.”

He placed the mug down, cupped her cheeks, tilted her head back, and kissed her.

Her hands went to his arms, gripping him tightly, and he melted just a little bit with her touch. Damn, he loved her hands over him, holding him. He could gladly do it all day long. His cock tightened just thinking about it.