Page 16 of Billionaire and Nanny Secret

Ezra took out the plates and put food on them before setting them around the table. It was unnaturally quiet as we all sat down to eat. Even Paige noticed the tension in the room and remained quiet which was so unlike her. In the mornings, typically, she was nothing but a ball of excitement when she started eating breakfast.

Now, there was nothing because he had created this uncomfortable atmosphere. And there was nothing that I wanted more than to talk about it, but how could I do that when his daughter was still in the room? We both never wanted any problems to be known by her.

“What are your plans for the day?” Ezra broke the silence. Before I could answer, my phone went off, signaling that I’d gotten a text message. Cell phones weren’t allowed at the table, but I checked it, anyway. It was a message from Morgan, asking if I could take her shift at the vet.

I put my phone away. “It looks like I might have to go in to work today.” Ezra shot me a pointed look, probably because this wasn’t on the schedule that I’d given him at the beginning of the week. One thing that Ezra didn’t like was when something didn’t go according to schedule.

I didn’t see why it was a problem. He didn’t have work, and he would be with Paige all day anyways. So, I didn’t see what the problem was. Who knew? He was probably just trying to be difficult again like he’d been all throughout the morning.

“You didn’t tell me?” he questioned.

“Just happened.”

Why was he asking about my personal life anyways? Ezra had made it obvious several times in the future he wasn’t invested in what I was doing unless it was relative to work. So, why was this even a question.

He swallowed, staring at me, with a fork in his hand. “Do you want a ride?”

I was surprised by his question. Was he seriously asking me that? When had he ever done anything that was relative to my vet job? But it might give us a chance to speak without worrying about the little ears that were around.

Frankly, I thought he owed me an apology for the way that he’d insisted on speaking to me, at breakfast, and having him drive me to work was the perfect time for him to seize the opportunity. I’d never heard Ezra apologize before, but there was a first for everything, right?

7

Ezra

There was an obvious tension between Quinn and me, although I had nobody but myself to blame for that. If I was being completely honest, I was nervous, and that nervousness was making me do things that I shouldn’t. Not just that, but I was furious as well at this girl for something that she couldn’t control. I was mad because I wasn’t able to control myself, which wasn’t her fault.

If anyone were to blame, it was her parents for bringing such a beautiful woman into this world. Last night, I’d been able to stop us, but what about next time? How much self-control would I be able to muster then, especially considering that I’d only stopped because I thought I heard Paige. There was no way that I was going to be able to stop longing for this woman. It didn’t matter what I did.

So, being the man that I was, I’d managed to conjure up a plan of sorts, and it was brewing easily, in my mind. If Quinn and I didn’t get this attraction for each other sorted out, then it would always affect us, which meant that it would affect her work. And I wasn’t going to allow her to give me anything other than her best.

The last time a woman on the job had become infatuated with me was terrible. I sighed, as I thought about it, a shiver running down my spine. She’d been so obsessed, and it was the prime example of unprofessionalism that I didn’t go for. She hadn’t been able to get anything done with all of the time that she spent gawking at me. That was why, in the end, I had to let her go.

All night, I hadn’t been able to go to sleep, although that was hardly new for me. I could be a bit of an insomniac at times, but it wasn’t that I wasn’t able to go to sleep. It was as if a part of me hadn’t wanted to because I wanted to picture Quinn and see her, all flustered and horny, from what we’d done.

At some point, I’d even debated going to her part of the house, knocking on the door, and continuing what we had started, but I’d known better than to do that. It would look bad on me, and for someone like me, image was everything.

So I’d managed to stay put, but the same wouldn’t be said for tonight. I looked at myself in the mirror while I slid on a plain white t-shirt in preparation for dropping Quinn off to work. I’d never done this before, and I was surprised that she accepted without much convincing. But there was a reason for all of this.

I never did things I didn’t premeditate for a long time, but thinking about this longer wouldn’t change my mind. I just had to be sure that acting like an ass this morning wouldn’t make her think of saying ‘no.’ Because after all, I wanted just one night with her, one wild night, and then, maybe, I could back off.

Or, at least, I hoped that I could back off.

The doorbell sounded throughout the entire house, and I walked downstairs to answer it, knowing that Quinn was getting ready to go to the veterinary clinic. My face was scrunched up into a frown, as I tried to think about who was supposed to be coming over. Nobody had called me, and my family, and what I could call my friends, knew better than to just come over without letting me know ahead of time.

And nine times out of ten, I denied them access for whatever excuse I managed to think of. I made it obvious that my free time was just that, time for me to myself to enjoy doing what I wanted to do, not to have everyone bombard me with their requests. And my mother happened to be the worst when it came to that.

I opened the door and sighed when I saw who was behind it. Klaus was staring at me, with a smirk on his lips.

“Hello, brother.” He knew most, out of anyone else, how much his unexpected visit would bother me. He raised an eyebrow at me when I didn’t move away from the door. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?”

“No,” I answered simply. “I’d rather not.”

“Why not?” He cocked his head to the side, acting like he was innocent.

“Because you know how I feel about you just dropping by.”

Klaus snorted. “I was supposed to just ‘drop by.’” He made air quotes. “Don’t you remember our plans?”

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