Page 19 of Billionaire and Nanny Secret

Quinn

Work went by much slower than it usually did. Typically, I was so immersed in learning and helping the animals that the time flew by. But that wasn’t what had happened this time. Instead, I found myself looking at the clock every five seconds, trying to see how long it would be until I was finally back home.

When Ezra offered to take me to work, I should have known that something was up, especially when he asked if Klaus could watch his daughter. For the most part, Ezra refused to be a part of my life outside of Paige. So, him showing an interest and being invested should have told me that there was so much more to the story.

Should I have said yes to his proposition? What was this going to do to our relationship? Was Ezra right to think that quenching this thirst, having one wild and passionate night was enough to make us never think about this again? Or, was there a chance that he was wrong? Couldn’t doing this, if it were good, make us want more of each other? Make the cravings even worse?

But when he had asked me, I knew that there was no way that I could refuse him. Ezra had been right about one thing. There was a very obvious attraction between us, and if we didn’t try this out then I would keep wondering how he felt. We needed to do this, and more than that, we wanted to do this.

“What is going through your mind?” Pierre clapped a hand on the desk, making me jump, as I looked up. I was sitting down, doing some paperwork for the veterinarians, and I was completely zoned out. I hadn’t even noticed that he was right there. It was a good thing I wasn’t working on animals today otherwise I might have made an accident by now and hurt one of the animals.

“What do you mean?” I asked and closed the folders of paperwork that I was working on. After all, I hadn’t gotten that much work done anyways. My mind was far from where it should be. “I’m just working.”

“You’re daydreaming.”

“No, I’m not.”

He smirked at me. “Is it about that boss of yours?” He asked. “Don’t think that I didn’t see him kiss you before you came in.”

I gasped. “You saw that?”

“The entire office saw that.”

I looked at the clock. “That was six hours ago. Nobody said anything?”

“What were we supposed to say?”

“Where’s Morgan?” I asked, changing the subject. If anyone knew where Morgan was then it was Pierre considering they were sort of in a relationship. They would be a great couple if my friend wasn’t so obsessed with playing hard to get. But it was just the kind of person that she was. Besides, hadn’t she told me that they had gone on a date a couple days ago? Maybe he was finally breaking through her walls.

Pierre sat down on the desk and sighed. “She’s mad at me.”

“So, she didn’t come into work?”

“Yes.”

“What did you do?”

“Nothing!” Pierre exclaimed, pushing a hand through his hair. “She’s being dramatic.”

“Well, her name is Morgan.”

“Yeah,” he snorted. “I guess so.”

“So, what happened?”

Pierre stared at me. “Did she tell you that we went out on a date?” He asked me.

“She sure did.”

“It didn’t go so well.”

I gave Pierre my full attention at the mention of any drama. I had more than enough drama myself, and it was nice to be able to push that aside and think about something else for once. Besides, watching the two of them was like turning on my favorite television show and getting immersed in the drama.

“Go ahead,” I told him. “Tell Quinny what happened.” I didn’t get off of work for the next hour, and I needed something to keep my mind off of what was going to happen when I got home.

“I took her out to a nice restaurant, and one of my ex-girlfriends happened to be there.” My eyes widened, and I swiveled my chair. Oh, this story was about to get spicy and fast. When had all of this gone down? Morgan had never called me to tell me about any of this, and I felt a little bit left out that I was hearing from Pierre and not her, considering she was supposed to be one of my good friends.

“Your ex?” I questioned.

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