Page 37 of Risky Game

Chapter 12

Logan

I kissed my nanny.

I kissed my fucking nanny.

I kissed my nanny in the most embarrassing way possible, without thought, like we’d done it a million times before.

I kissed my goddamn nanny like she was someone precious to me.

I kissed my nanny… and I didn’t have a single regret about doing it, except for how I’d done it.

And she’d laughed at me.

Laughed so hard I thought she was going to fall right over.

And yeah, okay. That was embarrassing and horrible and awkward and nothing breaks awkward tension like a good old laugh fest, but my God.

I couldn’t stop thinking about it all day. The softness of her skin. The smell of that fucking salty air that was driving me absolutely insane.

All last night when she sat next to me, I’d wanted to move closer to inhale it better. The occasional whisper of a breeze that sent it in my direction hadn’t been enough. It’d only started an itch I couldn’t scratch. A desire I knew was wrong, but I was having a hell of a time fighting against.

And then I’d gone and done it.

I kissed the nanny.

What in the freaking hell was wrong with me?

“Hey, Coach! How’s Ruby doing?”

Oh fuck. I dropped my head and stared at the turf beneath my shoes.

Of course. Of fucking course. Of all the players to hit the field first, I should have been prepared for it to be Jassen. He was always one of the first guys out here, and I’d come out here early to clear my head. Fat lot of good it was doing me.

I couldn’t clear my head because I. Kissed. The. Goddamn. Nanny.

I kissed Jassen’s sister. My player’s sister.

“Uh… hey, Jassen. She’s good. Real good. Awesome really. Wonderful.” Fuck. I needed to stop talking.

He gave me a look that said enough words without saying any, most of them being what the fuck? “All right… you okay?”

“Yep.” I grinned. Felt feral stretching across my face. “Never better. Awesome really. Yep.”

Awesome really. Because I’ve never said that before in my life and now I’ve said it twice.

Get your shit together, Caldwell.

“How’s Molly feeling?” I asked. “Morning sickness improving?”

The furrowed brows on his face, warranted considering I was acting like a clown, loosened. “Better. Yeah, for sure. Still tired and stuff, but she said Ruby and Amelia coming over has helped her some. They doing that again today?”

“Not that I know of. Amelia starts her gymnastics classes at some point today.” I didn’t tell him Ruby usually left me a schedule of what they had planned. She usually only noted the bigger things, so the garden yesterday had taken me by surprise, but she hadn’t mentioned going to Molly’s again.

Although again… I’d spent the whole day thinking of kissing my nanny and not much else.

“Cool. She like that kind of stuff?”

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