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Timotheé pov
He hates me. Oakley can't hate me, and he's all I have. He is my everything..how could he feel so much about Y/n? Though I should've never been so cold to Y/n it's just... Oakley hasn't stopped talking about her for months, and it's been making me think about her. She's so smart and pretty...I was attracted to her the first time I laid my eyes on her. It terrifies me because I can't let go of Jane; she's the love of my life I shouldn't enjoy someone's company like hers. Also, I really don't want to ruin what Oakley and her have, but he craves to be with her and I do too. I should not feel this way about his nanny, I love Jane; undoubtedly, why would I want to try something new after my wife?
I walk out of the living room to my office to cancel my meetings and let Oakley stay with my mom this weeknd. Hopefully I can apologize to y/n and spend some time together with her...casually. I head out of my office into the hallway. I stop and look at the cracked door. Oakley has his arms wrapped around her as she softly snores in her slumber. He must have snuck in her bed last night...
I should have not be so harsh to her. Oakley struggles to make friends at school since he is neuro divergent, so he really doesn't have friends. He really loves Y/n... The only times he doesn't need his therapist is when Y/n is here-not that I allow him to skips his meetings, but his anxiety calms so much more. Like when she took him to aquarium, It's a struggle to get him out in public because of paparazzi and people...I never saw him get ready so calm.
I just don't want to let myself to fall for Y/n and I can't let Oakley replace Jane. I sigh and walk to my office and look at my beautiful Jane in her frame. He said he hates me for protecting us, we protect each other. I remember holding my two year old boy in the hospital crying my soul outside of Jane's door. All I could think about how she was gone and he was the only person I have left of her. His face is identical to mine, but his body grew in her womb, her blood runs in his veins, her heart is his.
"Dad why crying?" His toddler voice asked.
"Dad why are you crying?" His voice rings.
I open my eyes and Oakley places his hands on my cheek.
"I miss mommy that's all..." I sigh.
He wipe my tears off with his small thumbs.
"You've cried about mommy a lot.."
I take a sharp breath in and nod. My boy is growing up so fast and I can't even process it. I know Jane would know how to perfectly comfort Oakley, but naturally he was a momma's boy.
"I know bud...I just wish she was here...she'd be like a big bandaid in our live's...I just feel like I mess up too much I mean you were so mad at me last night bud."
He hugs me and I can't help but not sob.
"You're a good dad and mommy is watching over us...and I'm sorry for being angry at you last night...just don't take away Y/n because you miss mommy." He sighs
I let out a sigh and kiss his temple. - I wave as Oakley walks down the hallway with mom. My boy is so smart, it amazes me how kids can see a picture more clear than a adult. I close the door and I turn my head toward the hallway knowing Y/n is packing. I should apologize for my inconvenience towards her, she didn't deserve that last night. My heart starts to pound nervously as I walk up to the guest room rehearsing what I'm going to say to her, I knock before I enter. She turns her head and forces out a simple grin, I smile back at her. She looks so pretty, her hair is down and she wears a cute outfit. I forget what I was going to say and stutter over myself till I get composure to realize she sees me staring.
"Hey Y/n...I um am sorry for how cold I was towards last night. Oakley and I really appreciate you being here and I was just emotional about Jane...I shouldn't have lashed out my worries onto you and I'm sorry for that." I rant and I stop when she puts her hand on my shoulder.
"It's fine." She turns around and goes back to packing.
I let out a relived sigh out and awkwardly stand there, trying to figure out what to say next. Moments pass as she continues to pack with her lips pierced. She abruptly stops and throws a shirt onto her suitcase in frustration.
" Timotheé...I know I'm fired and all but I really still want to be there for Oakley...can I take him to this cool milkshake restaurant when it's cool by you?" She looks over at me.
Her eyes lock with mine, but all I can imagine is us together with Oakley getting milkshakes. She doesn't even see me in that way, I'm pretty sure nanny's can't go out with their clients anyways. I realize I'm just standing there and I clear my throat.
"I actually don't want to fire you Y/n...so if you want to I really wouldn't mind when Oakley comes back in tomorrow...and if you want to still keep me as a client you don't have to pack your bag." I assure her.
She pauses and her smile starts to grow.
"Of course you two are my favorites."
I was just a asshole to her last night and she calls us her favorite client still.
"Well do you want to grab a cup of coffee with me...?"
