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But Maya was watching me expectantly, so I said, “Totally,” not making eye contact with Liv.

Maya tugged Liv’s hand, and they sat on the couch. From here I could see Liv’s bare shoulders, her dark hair trailing down her back. I had to bite my lip against the thoughts running through my mind.

I wanted to sink my teeth into her shoulders, pull her hair until her head fell back, baring her neck to me.

So many fucking thoughts I should not be thinking about my nanny, my patient, especially with my daughter in the room.

Maya went to the blanket chest and pulled out her throw that looked like a tortilla. Hayes had gotten it for her birthday last year, and it made me chuckle every time. But now I was having a hard time on focusing on anything other than Liv.

So I trained my eyes on the popcorn I was cooking. The oil was hot now, so I poured in the kernels and covered them with the lid to begin cooking.

“Livvy, roll me into a burrito!” Maya said.

I made the mistake of looking up at exactly the wrong moment, seeing Liv on her hands and knees as she positioned Maya in the blanket.

Fuck.

If that nightgown rode up any higher, I’d see her underwear.

If she’s wearing any, a salacious voice added in the back of my head. I could already see most of her full thighs, the way her tits hung down in the loose fabric. My cock strained painfully against my pants, and I had to adjust it behind the counter.

From the living room, Maya called, “Is something burning?”

“Shit,” I mumbled, gripping the handle of the kettle and taking it off the heat so the popcorn wouldn’t burn anymore. It was already ruined anyway.

Irritated, I put the pan in the empty sink.

I should have loved the sound of Maya and Liv giggling, but it just distracted me. Frustrated me.

I wanted to be the one making Liv laugh. Wanted her to be over me, her full chest hanging in my face, close enough to taste. My cock got harder, and I gripped the counter with my hands.

Get it together, Fletch.

I let out a silent, frustrated sigh and put a bag of popcorn in the microwave. I focused on the popping kernels, slowly cooling down. I could handle this. It was just a movie night with the nanny. We’d been together a million times before without my cock standing at attention.

The microwave went off, and I made a bowl for each of us with apple slices and a pickle. It was mine and Maya’s favorite movie snack.

When I gave them each a bowl, Liv said, “It’s been forever since I’ve had a pickle with popcorn. I think since our families did movie nights in the backyard.”

“It was one of my mom’s favorites,” I replied honestly. “I think of her every time I have it.”

Maya looked to Liv. “Did you know Grammy?”

My chest ached as Liv swept Maya’s hair over her shoulder. “I did. She was thebest. Always had a big smile like your uncle Ford and an ornery streak like your uncle Hayes. And she was so nice to everyone, just like Bryce. But she had a good heart like your uncle Knox and always took care of everyone like your daddy does. I miss her a lot.”

“I do too,” Maya said. Then she got a confused look on her face. “Can you miss someone you’ve never seen?”

Liv nodded, smiling gently. “Of course you can.”

The pain in my chest reached new heights as I blinked quickly. “What do you want to watch?”

Maya pickedThe Parent Trap, making Liv laugh.

“What?” I asked.

“Nothing,” they both said in unison.

An inside joke between the two of them.