“It’s amazing,” he said. He glanced toward the bed, and saw the young boy sleeping soundly. His thumb was in his mouth, and there wasn’t a single care in the world.
Temperance closed the door, and as she did, Wayne did an internal shake to get the wonder out of his eyes. He’d never seen or had anything like it in his life.
His parents had always been cold, and didn’t give a shit about him.
Pushing the thoughts of his parents aside, he focused on the woman before him.
“We had a really good day. I’ve also bought him some clothes as well.” She was whispering as she walked down the corridor toward the kitchen.
He didn’t say a word, instead watching her as she worked. She was such a beautiful woman.
Wayne had gotten all the details of Temperance before he left work. He’d been reading through the small file. She was an only child. Her parents were both deceased, and from the time she was eighteen, she’d been working as a nanny.
Nothing stood out, or said anything of the woman that stood before him today.
She was the first woman who hadn’t tried to impress him. Her voice was always calm, even as her hair seemed wild no matter how much she tried to contain it in a ponytail. Within a matter of hours of knowing this woman, she’d already gotten under his skin, and he didn’t like that.
“I made some baked spaghetti. It’s a little cold now. I don’t know if you’ve eaten or not.” She took a plate out of the fridge.
The food looked enjoyable.
It was nothing like the restaurant quality he was used to.
“Timothy helped to make it. Spaghetti is his favorite, so expect more concoctions.”
He took the fork she offered, and tasted a bite of the food. The flavor was there even if it was cold.
“I’ll grab you those files.”
She left the kitchen, and he watched her go, feeling somewhat dumbfounded by the woman.
Seconds later she returned with the documents that Frances had prepared for her.
“The contract and the non-disclosure agreement. Both of them signed.”
Seeing the two files reminded him of another element about her life he didn’t like. “There’s something I want to talk to you about.”
“Okay.” She filled the kettle, and he watched as she made herself at home inside his apartment. He felt no panic or rage.
Wayne enjoyed watching her, especially as she got two cups and began to make them both coffee.
“Your roommate,” he said, and he watched her tense. “She’s in adult films. Porn. How does she fit into your life? I don’t want her around Timothy, and I certainly don’t want to see lies she makes up to have some money.”
Temperance didn’t say anything for a long time. She walked toward him and placed the coffee cup in front of him. “Lilah is not a concern of yours. I don’t go back to my apartment when I’m working. I talk to her on the phone, and I never divulge the people I’m working for. She’s got her own life. I’ve got mine. We’re friends that happen to share an apartment.”
“You pay half the rent on a place you don’t even sleep in.”
“You’ve paid for houses that you’ve never slept in. I don’t judge.”
“Touché.”
“Lilah has fallen on hard times. I don’t like that fact that she’s doing what she does, but I’m not going to cut her out of my life. I’m not that kind of person. I’m a nanny. She’s a porn star hoping to one day be an actress. Her life doesn’t interfere with mine.”
“You’re aware that it will put scrutiny on you?”
She shrugged. “I’m good at what I do. I don’t judge anyone else by others’ actions. I don’t see why others would do the same to me. Lilah’s a good person. Like I’ve just said, she’s fallen on hard times and found a way to stay above water. Her life doesn’t affect my own.”
All he wanted to do was kiss her, to slam his lips against hers, and to know how good it would feel having her pressed against his body.
She was beautiful. He couldn’t deny that. Her beauty took his breath away. “You’re a good person, Temperance.” He glanced at the two documents and saw there weren’t any amendments. “You don’t have any questions?”
“It’s pretty straightforward what you want. I’m here to take care of Timothy. While I’m here I cannot put his life in any danger, nor can I talk about you to anyone else. Simple.”
Wayne wanted to keep up the conversation.
Instead, he nodded and watched as she yawned.
“I’m going to head to bed. Goodnight, Wayne.”
He watched her walk away from him, his gaze going straight to her ass.
His cock thickened as he wondered what it would be like to watch her walk away without a stitch of clothing on and he got a glimpse of those delicious curves.