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“We always say goodbye to you, don’t we?” I sat back, trying to give her the illusion that nothing was wrong. Not that it was. Not really. I was just on edge. I was always on edge when I was lucky enough to be left in the house alone with her. It was heaven and hell all wrapped up in a sinfully delicious bow.
Especially since we had stupidly agreed we wouldn’t touch her.
But that was coming to an end.
Soon.
“You do, but…” She breathed in and stepped closer. Her hands clasped together, and she sighed. “I’m actually glad you’re not gone yet,” she said softly, and when our eyes locked, I knew I wasn’t going to like whatever she was going to say.
“Mr.—"
“Jett. I’m just Jett. Mr. Lane was my father.”
“Jett.” My fucking dick started to rise to attention at the sound of my name coming from her lips. “I wanted to apologize.”
Yup. I was right. I really wasn’t going to like what she was going to say. Fucking, Mal and his stupid mouth!
“I’m sorry if I have ever made you feel uncomfortable.” Jesus Christ.
“Rosie—"
“No, please.” She raised a gentle hand. It was a fucking struggle not to stand from where I sat. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to stare, and just so you know, I would never think of accusing you of sexual harassment. This is your home, and how you wish to walk around is your right and?—“
“Okay, Rosie.” I groaned and sat straighter, leaning forward to rest my elbows on my knees. “Can you please come over here.” I pointed at the chair in front of me.
Fuck, what I wouldn’t do to have her sit on that damn chair wearing nothing but a sexy little sundress? Have her lift her legs to settle the soles of her feet at the edge and show me every inch of her. To sit there for me like a good girl, so I could kneel in front of her and play what I knew without having seen it was the prettiest little cunt to ever exist. I’d tease and play with my girl. And she’d call out for daddy.
“Jett?” Her voice cut through my dirty thoughts, and I shook my head.
“I’m sorry. Can you sit, please?” I asked again, and to my surprise, she did. Rosie sat primly on the edge of the chair with her back ram-rod stiff, her hands resting on her lap. “I’m sorry Malcom was in such a shitty mood this morning. It wasn’t you, and we all know you would never do that. That being said, if my nudity ever makes you uncomfortable, please let me know, and I will toss on a shirt.”
“Okay,” she answered softly.
“This is our home, but it is also yours, Rosie,” I reminded her. Her brown eyes widened, and before she could start to argue with me about being our employee, I cut her off. “It is.” I didn’t leave any room for argument. “Honey, you live here almost all week.” I ignored the term of endearment that slipped, and I could see her start to overthink.
“Jett—"
“That’s my girl.” I winked. “Can you do me a favor and relax today?” She looked like a fish out of water.
“I can’t do that!”
“Why not?” My lips twitched, and her gaze dropped to my mouth before reconnecting with mine.
“I have work to do, or it will pile up.” I loved how she looked at me like she thought I was crazy. Maybe I was, but it was only because she had driven me to madness. I breathed in, and I could make out the slight scent of apples and pears that seemed to dance around her.
“Fine,” I sighed. Soon enough, if Casey and I got our way, shit would change. “But I’m having lunch and dinner delivered. You are not cooking today.”
“You really don’t have to do that.”
“I want to.” She blinked. “You had to clean up after Coop’s stupid shenanigans.”
“It wasn’t that big of a deal.”
“It wasn’t your job to have to clean up after him.”
“You guys all seem to be really hard on him,” she noted softly. Of course, she would. Rosie was sassy but had a soft side. A sweet side that called to me. A sweetness I had never craved.
“You haven’t met him,” I mumbled. “The kid needs to grow up, and fast.”
