Page 25 of Don't Fall for the Billionaire
“I thought you were going out,” Eloise said, walking into the kitchen.
“Change of plans,” I said.
“Come on, Charlotte. Let's play that game now.”
“Go set it up in the living room, and I'll be there in a few minutes. I'm fixing a plate for your dad.” She smiled.
“Why can't he do it himself?”
“Eloise, do what Charlotte says.”
“Whatever.” She turned and stomped out of the kitchen.
“What the hell is her problem?” I looked at Charlotte.
“I have no idea. She's been fine all day.” She set the plate of pasta down in front of me.
After I ate, I went into my office and did some work. A while later, Eloise walked in.
“I'm going to bed.”
“Okay. I'll be up in a minute to tuck you in.”
“You don't have to. Charlotte is.” She turned and walked away.
I sat there with furrowed brows, wondering what the hell was going on with her.
An hour had passed, and I'd finished working. I wanted to go for an evening swim, so I changed into my swim trunks and went down to the pool. Little did I know that Charlotte was in there.
“Oh, I didn't know you were down here,” I said, grabbing a towel.
“Is that a problem?” she stared up at me.
“Not at all.” I climbed into the pool and did a couple of laps, trying to avoid staring at her sexy bikini-clad body. Too late. I couldn't help it. My eyes widened as I gazed at her bright pink bikini, the color popping against her tanned skin. Her wet hair was slicked back, accentuating her beautiful facial features. My cock began to rise. Thank God, I could hide it under water.
“I'll leave you to your swim,” she said, climbing out of the pool.
“You don't have to leave. In fact, let's sit in the hot tub for a while so I can get to know you better.”
“Get to know me better?” Her brow arched.
“Yes.” I smiled. “After all, you are my daughter's nanny.”
“Don't you think you should have gotten to know me before hiring me?” She climbed back into the pool. “I mean. You basically hired a complete stranger. You didn't ask for references, and you didn't do a background check as far as I know.”
“Eloise connected with you, and that was all I needed,” I said, climbing out of the pool and into the hot tub. “God, this feels good.”
Charlotte climbed in and sat across from me.
“So, how long have you been taking care of children?” I asked.
“Oh, about a day and a half.” A smirk crossed her sexy lips.
“What?” My brows furrowed. “You told me you had a lot of experience with children.”
“It doesn't mean I worked as a nanny before coming here. I was an executive secretary and lost my job when my boss, who was embezzling money, closed the doors without warning. Apparently, he's on the run now from the FBI.”
“Seriously? Have you always lived in New York?”
