The Nanny Affair

Chapter 12- Jasper

I wake up to my phone ringing and Rosie is still fast asleep on my chest. I slowly move not to wake her and grab my phone. Without looking at the caller ID, I answer,

"Hello?" I rub my eyes.

"Where the hell are you? I've been texting you all morning." Gisselle screams on the other end.

"Give me a second," I tell her and slowly move, placing Rosie's head on the pillow and pulling on my boxers. I get up and leave the living room and head to my home office.

"What do you want Gisselle?" I ask her as I take a seat on my chair.

"Your office told me that you're on vacation for the next two weeks. How come you didn't inform me of this?" She says with a nasty attitude.

"Because you're not my mother." I start to laugh.

"Do you think this is funny? Our wedding is next spring!" She yells, "So the next two weeks we will do some more wedding planning." She demands.

"Can't do that, sorry. The boys are on summer vacation and I'm spending time with them." I tell her.

"I know the boys are in Florida right now, June told me. So what is it that makes you so busy while they are gone?"

I don't answer as I think back to Rosie's naked body waiting for me on the couch. I lick my lips and how I want them to kiss every inch of her body once more.

"Jasper! You know what? Go head, fuck the nanny for all I care. Just remember in the end that you're marrying me and when that happens, everything between you and that bitch ends."

My office door opens, and there stands Rosie in nothing but the light blanket wrapped around her. Rosie looked like a dream, her deep brown hair illuminated by the faint light of the hallway. She had a coy smile on her face, seemingly asking for permission to enter. I motion for her to enter,

"Jasper Wentworth, do you hear me? I'll let you have your fun, but it ends the day we wed. Do you understand?" Gisselle yells in my ear.

"Uh huh." I hang up as my eyes stay glued on Rosie, and I lick my lips as she makes her way toward me.

I pull her onto my lap and kiss her cheek. "How was your nap?"

"Perfect!" She smiles. "But I'm hungry, want something to eat?" She asks, and my mind goes into the dark place. I lean back in my chair,

"ya, you."

She laughs and gets up, I watch as she walks out the door and heads down the hall. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, counting to three before I open them again. I get up and walk out of the office. I head to the kitchen, and Rosie looks me up and down before her eyes tell me she wants me. She wears blue lace panties and my white t-shirt that I had lent her nights before. She pours me a glass of bourbon and places it in front of me on the kitchen island.

"Thank you." I take a sip. She places a plate in front of me, filled with 2 pittas with chicken. She places bowls around with different sides to place on the pittas.

"Make your own." As she adds tzatziki sauce, lettuce, cheese, and vegetables to hers, she smiles.

I follow and start making my own, taking a seat at the table, joining her. As soon as we are done, she grabs our plates and rinses them before placing them in the dishwasher.

"Well, I'm going to go have a shower," She says and walks away.

I take the time to shower and get dressed. I pull on some shorts and a t-shirt once done. I head back out to the main area and sit on the couch and turn on the TV. Rosie finally makes her way out and asks me to use the Rover. I nod, but ask where she is going.

"To pick up Natty. We are going to the Eaton Center to pick out a new outfit for tonight. She apparently has nothing to wear."

"Wait? We're going out tonight?" I ask her.

"Yeah, it's Saturday." She smiles. "David should be back soon. Then we will leave around ten-thirty, give or take." She heads to the door and grabs the keys. Entering the garage, she opens the car door. She starts the engine, and I open the garage door for her and watch as she pulls out.

I head to my room and think of what to wear tonight. I walk into my closet. I haven't been to a club in years. I pull out my leather jacket, my dark blue jeans and a red polo shirt. I walk to the back to where my shoes are and look around, my eyes spot my white and red Jordan's. I take them down and place everything on my bed.

It feels like hours have passed as I sit here and watch TV. I finally hear the garage door open and my heart beats faster. What the hell is wrong with me? The girl's laughter fills the silence in the air, I face the TV acting as if I wasn't waiting for her to get back.

"Hey Jasper," Natty greets me.

I wave my hand and from the corner of my eye I see the girl's head to Rosie's room. The front door unlocks and David walks in.

"Dude it's about time." I tell him as he saunters in.

Rosie and Natty make their way to the kitchen, and David's eyes set on Natty. He takes an immediate liking to her, and they strike up a conversation. David and Natty chat for a while, discussing their respective jobs and other topics of mutual interest. Rosie leaves them and comes to join me on the couch.

"Think they will hook up?" She inquires.

"If I know David, yeah, they will for sure." I laugh.

I watch as Rosie takes her phone and says, "Come here." I move closer to her, and her tongue licks my cheek as she takes a picture. I take the phone and kiss her, taking a photo of that moment. We both laugh, and I look at the photo.

"Did I see what I think I just saw?" Natty questions us.

Rosie blushes, and David looks at me. "Seriously?" He laughs. I just shrug my shoulders.

"Okay, we need food in us if we're going to be drinking." Rosie agrees with Natty's assertion.

I watch Rosalie head to the kitchen and pop a couple of frozen pizzas in the oven. Natty follows, rummaging through the fridge for beer, leaving me with a raised eyebrow and a tiny smirk. Natty and Rosalie seemed to be of one mind when it came to pizza and beer. After we all finished eating, we parted ways to get ready for the night. David headed out to the guest house, and I head to my room.

After throwing on my leather jacket, I look in the mirror and fix my hair. I spray some cologne on and walk out. Making my way to the front foyer, David walks in as Natty and Rosie make their way down the hall. I'm in awe of Rosie as she walks toward me, she's wearing a red shirt that's low cut and ties on the back, exposing her stomach. Her white shorts were paired with red heels, and her hair, curly and wild. She wears minimal make-up, but the eyeliner she wears brings out her eyes more than ever. Her gaze locks on mine; she smiles once she looks me up and down, noticing we are matching.

I open the door for everyone, "Shall we?" I say. We head out to the Rover.

"Are you driving?" David asks.

"I'm not drinking."

He merely nods his head before entering. I turn the key in the ignition and glance in the rearview mirror. As I pull away, I can see Rosie leaning her head against the window. Finding parking in this city is difficult as we make our way downtown. When I finally found a parking spot, I put the car in park and turn off the engine. I open the door and assist Rosie in stepping out. I inhale deeply and take a chance. As we move to the entrance line, I take her hand in mine, and she smiles as she looks up at me.