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Wyatt grips my shoulders and leans in to brush his lips to my forehead. “I got her, Momma,” he murmurs before moving past me toward the house.
My heart contracts with that term of endearment, and I realize I can’t wait to hear those words come out of our daughter’s mouth someday. I cross my arms and sigh as I watch my fiancé walk away and thank my lucky stars that I stuck around for all this. Hell yes, I’m ready to get married to this man. Bring on Mexico.
The End
Thank you so much for reading! If you loved these mountain men brothers, Calder and Dakota’s one-bed tropical Fletcher family getaway called Seven Year Itch is next!
Also, if you’re curious about grumpy older brother Max, read on for a sample of him and Cozy’s boss/nanny romance called Last on the List, PLUS you’ll find aBONUS EPILOGUEfor Wyatt and Trista at the end. You’ll never guess how many animals are on Fletcher Mountain now!
Last on the Listby Amy Daws
Excerpt:
Max Fletcher
A light knock on my door has me straightening in my desk chair. Everly doesn’t knock, so I can only assume it’s the nanny. I smooth down my new tie for the day and attempt to look busy as I call out, “Come in.”
Cassandra walks into my bedroom, dressed in a long tie-dyed T-shirt and a pair of black leggings. She glances briefly at my bed and then forces her eyes on me.
“Can I have a word with you, Mr. Fletcher?” she asks, her hands playing with the hem of her shirt as she approaches my desk.
“Yes, of course. Where’s Everly?”
“She’s reading upstairs,” she replies quickly, tucking her damp hair behind her ears.
The smell of coconut invades the room, and I wonder if she’s just gotten out of the shower. Not that I should be thinking of my nanny in the fucking shower.
“I was wondering if maybe we could tell Everly I quit?” Cassandra quips, her tone sharp and contained.
My heart rate increases as I repeat her words in my head before I can mutter them out loud. “Quit?”
“Yeah…” she responds, her eyes staring down at the floor. “I’d rather she think I quit than blame herself for getting me fired. She keeps apologizing about the accident today, and I know it’s breaking her little heart that she hurt me. If she thinks you let me go because of the pool incident, she’ll never forgive herself.”
I sit back in my chair, processing everything Cassandra has just said to me. She’s known my kid for one freaking day, and she’s willing to take the fall for her? I’m rarely speechless, but this situation makes forming a coherent sentence difficult.
I clear my throat. “Do you want to quit?”
“Not at all.” Cassandra’s round eyes lift to meet mine. The sunlight pouring in the windows behind me makes her eyes look greener than ever. “But I know that what happened today was terrifying for you and Everly. We were lucky you were here. I mean, I don’t think I was going to drown. I was getting up to the top of the water before you jumped in. But I fully admit that it wasn’t safe. Yes, it’s true I’m not a great swimmer. I mean, I think I can save my own life, but if something like this happened to Everly, I’d be terrified of what that could look like. And with how much time you want us to spend in the pool this summer, I realize this makes me unqualified for the job I accepted. Therefore, I take full responsibility and will tender my resignation, Mr. Fletcher.”
My head jerks back.Tender her resignation?That’s pretty official language for someone whose past employer involved making footlong subs. I inhale a deep breath and stand, propping myself on the edge of the desk. “Let’s take a breath here, Cassandra,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest.
She nods and tucks her hands behind her back, her chest jutting out toward me. I flinch as I recall the feel of her extremely full breasts in my hands. How is it possible to be completely fucking terrified and half hard at the same time? That’s really something I should talk to a therapist about someday. But not Josh’s wife, Lynsey. Patient confidentiality or not, I don’t need my best friend’s wife to think I’m lusting after my kid’s nanny.
“The truth is, Everly is an excellent swimmer,” I continue, refocusing on the task at hand. “An incident like this never should have happened. Everly feels awful because she knows what she did was wrong. She usually has better impulse control than that, but I think she’s really excited about hanging out with you this summer, and she got carried away.”
“Hey, I’ve been there,” Cassandra huffs with a laugh, her hand pushing into her dark hair as she gazes out the sliders behind me. “I remember pushing my sister off the dock at the lake once. She whacked her ankle on the boat hoist and screamed bloody murder for hours. Even had to get stitches.”
I fight back a smile at that very random overshare. “Ouch.”
“Yeah…the whole lake heard her battle cry. It was Awkward City. I immediately regretted my life choice that day.”
I cringe knowingly, thankful for the turn in the conversation as the tension relaxes. “Kind of like your new boss regretting accidentally grabbing your chest as he attempted to save your life?” My shoulders lift with embarrassment.
“I mean, I was a kid, and you are a full-grown man, but I guess you can still relate.” She lets out a soft giggle, and the tension eases between us as I watch her with downcast eyes.
“Awkward what?” I frown and watch her curiously, wanting to know more about her.
“City. Awkward City.” The teasing smirk on her face makes it hard to keep scowling.
I click my tongue and sigh, trying to figure out the best way to resolve this. Giving up, I gesture toward her chest, trying hard not to look at it. “Well…I am sorry about that.”
“It’s fine. My tits get in the way a lot.” She closes her eyes and shakes her head. “I shouldn’t have said that. Can we stop talking about my breasts now?”
“Please,” I agree because now I can’t stop looking at them and recalling how the weight of them felt in my hands. Fucking hell…Awkward City indeed.
“Okay then.” She pulls her shirt away from her chest as if she’s trying to conceal her completely un-concealable breasts. “So are you saying I’m not fired?”
