Page 150 of The Nanny and the Nerd
“And they all lived happily ever after,” the trio finished.
“The End!” Phoebe exclaimed, raising her tiny fist into the air victoriously as the crowd went wild.
Epilogue
Rowen: One Month Later
Rowen hummed a gravelly,satisfied sigh as he rolled over in bed, listening to the clickity-clack of his fiancée—yep, fiancée—typing away.
He’d never imagined a life like this. A life with trips to the zoo, walks in the park, and nights spent making his real-life Princess Amelia’s body tremble with carnal delight.
Yeah, this nerd was one hell of a lucky guy!
He still consumed his protein shakes and could get lost in lines of code. But his trajectory had taken a decidedly different turn in the month since he and Phoebe crashed Penny’s contest and laid it all on the line. It wasn’t as if his sensory issues had disappeared, but he dealt with them differently. No longer did he retreat behind a mask of indifference. With Phoebe, Penny, and the people who loved him by his side, he saw the bigger picture. He understood his greater purpose. Sure, he was dedicated to Gale Tech and Gale Gaming. But when things got hectic, and he had to put order to chaos, he knew what came first.
He understood what truly mattered and what would persevere.
Love.
“What are you doing, Penny?” he asked, his voice a low rumble. He caressed her thigh, and despite just waking up, desire took over. He inhaled her orange blossom scent and traced lazy circles against her silky-smooth skin. He knew what his morning voice did to her and suppressed a wicked grin as she inhaled a tight breath, then parted her legs, welcoming his touch.
“I had a dream about a cut scene for the AI-77 junior edition, and I wanted to get the idea down before I forgot it,” she answered as thetap-tap-tapof her fingers dancing across the keyboard continued. However, at a decidedly slower pace now that his hand was inching up her inner thigh.
“You dreamed about cut scenes for the children’s version of our video game? That’s it? Cut scenes?” he asked, pushing up onto an elbow as he continued his slow assault, drawing his fingertips toward her sweet center.
She gifted him with a naughty little smile that had him rock-hard within seconds. “I may have dreamed of something else,” she replied on a breathy exhale.
He gazed up at her, up at the woman who’d lit the fire inside him to change his life. Thanks to this goddess of a woman, he was a better man, a better uncle, a complete man who loved with his whole heart. Penny leaned forward, and a few locks of blond hair caressed the apples of her cheeks. She was always beautiful, but this is how he liked her best. No makeup or fancy clothing—just her natural radiance shining through. She glanced at her laptop, then nibbled her lip—but not because she was nervous. No, this sexy nibble was her thinking nibble, her plotting nibble, which also doubled for him as theget-your-fiancé-hard-in-five-seconds-or-lessnibble. The winner of the Denver Poetry and Short Story competition (yeah, she won) had kicked her writer’s block to the curb. Agents clamored to represent her, and publishers were blowing up her inbox. But she’d turned them down, choosing instead to dazzle the gaming world with her stellar narrative writing skills. Fortunately for him, he had the inside track with the writing phenom, and she’d accepted the position of Lead Writer at, you guessed it, Gale Gaming. With sticky notes flying, they had three new projects in the works, along with a collaboration with Bones Gaming. That’s right! He and Chuck were cooking up a killer strategy gaming concept titled Domino Dominion.
Fitting, don’t you think?
He cupped Penny’s most sensitive place, rocking his hand as he caressed her. “Define other things,” he rasped.
Penny closed her laptop and set it aside before arching her back like a satisfied kitten. “Things not appropriate for AI-77, the junior edition.”
“I like the sound of that. Go on,” he tormented as he set a deliciously slow pace guaranteed to drive his fiancée wild.
“Something ratedAO. Adults Only—it’s a tech term,” she teased right back, then bit her lip—and not in theI’m-workingsort of way but in the manner that expressed the sentimentcome-and-get-it-while-it’s-hot-you-super-sexy-nerd!
Yes, he’d cataloged her sexy lip nibbles!
Creepy?
Nah.
Thorough?
Absolutely!
“Keep talking nerdy to me,” he growled, dialing up his pace.
She raked her hands through his hair, twisting his dark locks around her fingers. “How about this? I could sure use IT to swing by. I need more RAM. Good, hard RAM! And I need it now.”
That’ll get a nerd’s joystick going!
“Anything else IT can do for you?” he pressed, reveling in her response as she hummed the dirtiest of dirty moans before sliding the tip of her tongue across her top lip.
“Oh, yeah! I need ahot swap. And I need it now. Is that nerdy enough for you?” she taunted, lust glinting in her sable eyes.
