Page 36 of One Hot Daddy

Fletcher

After the intimate conversation Jennifer and I had last night, something quite unexpected happened.I wanted to sleep with her.No sex.Just sleeping in the same bed with our arms wrapped around each other.It was the most wonderful thing I've experienced.Now, I wake to sunlight streaming through the curtains and Jennifer's lush body molded to mine.Her head rests on my chest, and one arm lies draped across my stomach.Her breathing is delicate and feminine---until she lets out a sharp snort.

Even that piglike sound enchants me.

But I'm treading through unknown territory.Waking up with a woman in my bed hasn't happened in years.Not since before the divorce.But with Jennifer lying beside me, it seems completely natural.

She stirs against me, emitting a small moan that goes straight into my cock.Without opening her eyes, she drapes one arm over my chest and purrs, "Morning, sex god."

Her hair is a mess, and there's a crease on her cheek from my chest.I've never seen anything lovelier."Sleep well, darling?"

"Better than I have in months."She stretches like a cat, and the movement presses her bare breasts against my ribs.And she smirks."Guess you didn't notice what I said."

"If you mean the 'sex god' comment, I heard it all right."I chuckle, sliding my fingers through her silky hair."But I simply can't believe a woman called me such a thing."

Jennifer props herself up on one elbow, giving me a spectacular view of her naked body.

"Fletcher Murgatroyd," she says in a cheeky scolding tone while tracing a finger down my chest."I am completely in my right mind when I say you are absolutely mind-blowing in bed."

I seize her wandering hand and bring it to my lips."If that's the case, perhaps we should verify your assessment.For scientific purposes, of course."

"Scientific purposes?"Laughter bubbles out of her."Is that what the kids are calling it these days?"

I flip her onto her back in one smooth motion, hovering above her."I'm quite serious about my research."

Her laughter fills the room, bright and clear and infectious.But then her expression shifts to something more serious.

"Fletcher."Her voice drops to a whisper."What happens now?"

The question hits me like a punch to the gut.Because I don't bloody know what happens next.I've been so focused on getting to this moment that I haven't thought beyond it.

"What do you mean?"I ask, though I know exactly what she means.

"The children will be back tomorrow.We can't exactly reveal that their nanny is now screwing their father."

I wince at her bluntness, even though she's right."We'll figure it out."

"Will we?"She searches my face."Because realize this isn't just some weekend fling for you.I can't do casual, Fletcher.Not with you.Not when it involves the children."

My throat tightens.She's asking for promises I'm terrified to make.As I stare down at her beautiful face, framed by that wild hair, my heart thumps faster.The vulnerability in her green eyes terrifies me more than any commitment I've ever made.

"Jennifer, love..."I brush a lock of hair from her cheek."This isn't casual for me.Nothing about us has ever been casual."

Relief flickers across her features, but she's not letting me off that easily."Then what is it?"

I roll onto my side, pulling her with me so we're facing each other.Her naked body pressed against mine makes it difficult to think clearly, but this conversation is too important to cock up.

"Don't know what to call it yet," I admit."But I know I want you here.In my bed.In my life.In the children's lives."

"As what?Your live-in girlfriend who happens to care for the children?"

The word "girlfriend" sounds odd to me.It's too casual, too temporary.But I can't bring myself to say anything heavier.Not yet."I don't want you to be just the nanny anymore."I want you to be...mine."

She searches my face."Yours?What, like I'm your secret lover?"

"Christ, that came out wrong."I scrub a hand over my face."I'm ruddy awful at this, aren't I?"

"Don't be so hard on yourself.You're doing fine."She traces her fingers along my jawline."Please tell me what you're thinking.Reallythinking.Please, Fletcher."