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As soon as Blair stood back up, Nolan took her hand and dragged her up to his bedroom. With Nolan occupied for the next two hours, Erin had no trouble getting the work done she needed to do. She thought about getting ahead on next week’s work as well, but didn’t want to keep Blair longer than necessary. She did have plans after all.

Plans that Erin definitely wasnotgoing to spend any time thinking about.

Chapter 6

Blair

“So, what are you doing tomorrow?” Marisol asked as she leaned on the bar at Ralph’s and smiled at Blair knowingly.

Blair stuck her middle finger up at Marisol. “You know damn well what I’m doing tomorrow. It’s Friday. I work again.”Jackass.

Marisol tapped her chin. “Hm. That’s funny. I didn’t think you worked on Fridays.” Her face lit up in exaggerated realization and she stuck her pointer finger in the air. “Wait. That’s right. Miss I-Probably-Wouldn’t-Even-Take-The-Extra-Day-If-She-Offered-It didn’t even hesitate when her mom-crush called. Kicked me right out of her house and everything when you weresupposedto be telling me about your time with a different girl.”

Blair glared at Marisol. “She sounded so desperate. She clearly needs me. How could I say no?”

“Oh, sheneedsyou, huh?” Marisol wiggled her eyebrows. “What is it she needs? Your body?”

Blair groaned and threw a french fry at Marisol. Why the hell was she not getting this? “She’s the mother of the child I babysit. She doesn’t want my body.”

A mischievous smile spread across Marisol’s face as she reached onto the bar to pick up (and eat) the french fry that had just hit her. “But you want her to want your body. Becauseyouwanthers.”

Blair was really starting to regret sharing that with Marisol. In the two weeks since she told her, Marisol had not let her live it down. “I’m over that.” She waved a hand to try to appear nonchalant, so Marisol would hopefully believe her and let it drop. “Do I need to remind you that I’ve had mind-blowing sex pretty much all of lastweekend with a woman who is definitelynotthe mother of the child I babysit?”

Of course, the part that made the sex so mind-blowing was that Blair thought about Erin the whole time. Was it wrong to pretend she was touching Erin every time she touched her latest hookup? Should she not imagine every sound coming from Erin’s mouth instead? Probably not.Butpicturing Erin’s face as her own climax built made the orgasm like nothing she had experienced before. Wrong? Probably. Really fucking amazing? One hundred percent.

“Uh-oh. You have that faraway look in your eyes. Which girl has you lost in your daydreams?”

“The one I’m sleeping with, obviously.”

“And which one is that again?”

The sarcasm in Marisol’s voice was infuriating, so Blair threw another fry at her. “Tomorrow, I will babysit Nolan, becausethat’swhat Erin needs from me, and then tomorrow night, I have dinner plans with the latest hookup.”

“You know the only thing I just heard in your rambling?”

Blair sighed.No, but I’m sure you’re going to tell me.“What did you hear?”

“You calledHot Momby name, but didn’t callLatest Hookupby her name.” She made air quotes when she said the wordsLatest Hookup. “I just find that funny since the hookup isclearlythe one you're more into.”

“Whatever. We’ll see who’s laughing after I have the best sex of my life tomorrow night.”

***

Blair was surprised when she walked into the house and Nolan ran over to greet her. “Bear! Mommy says we are having special day, then I’m having special night with Mommy.”

Blair knelt down and held her hand out for a high five. “That’s so cool, buddy.”

When Nolan hit her hand hard with his own, a warmth spread throughout Blair’s body. In the two weeks she had been babysitting him, she really had grown to love him. Sure, he had his moments that made her want to rip her hair out, and he had conned her into taking him to McDonald’s three more times since the last trip, but he was also a huge sweetheart and incredibly funny. Well, as funny as a three-year-old could be. They always had fun together, but this was the first day Nolan had actually acted excited that she was there. Every other day, it had taken him time to warm up to her and get over the belief that she had stolen him from his mom. It might be strange how happy it made her that this three-year-old wanted to spend time with her, but Blair didn’t care. She was going to enjoy the moment.

“I’m happy you’re excited to spend time with me.”

Nolan scrunched up his nose and looked toward the kitchen counter where his mom was hunched over, intently focused on something on her computer. “I’m more excited about my time with Mommy, but we’ll have fun too.”

Ouch. Shot to the heart. That’s okay, though. Blair would take what she could get.

“And guess what else?” Nolan jumped up and down in front of her as if he was on a pogo stick. “Mommy is going to eat lunch with us.”

Blair inadvertently licked her lips.I’ll definitely take that.