The Nanny Affair

Chapter 29- Jasper

Saturday morning I'm awakened to the sound of the truck starting. These past two weeks have been hell. I feel like I'm going through withdrawal as I hear her voice. Everyday at work I would try and call her but she wouldn't answer, except for a text here and there about the boys. I guess this is what I get for the stupid stunt I pulled.

"Let's go boys. We're going to be late." Rosie yells at the boys.

I get up and put on some sweats and make my way out of my room. "You heard her, let's go. Get your shoes on and get in the truck." I bark. The boys' eyes widen as I never use this tone with them.

Rosie walks toward me, "I don't know what the hell is going on with you but you didn't need to speak to them like that. Smarten up Jasper." She turns around and starts walking out, she stops and looks back at me, "Oh, and I hid the bourbon. Sober your ass up." She slams the door behind her and I put my hands on my head.

The hours pass by, and I feel alone. I just want her back in my arms. But she's gone, leaving a void in my life that no one else can fill. All I can do is wait and hope that time will make me stronger, allowing me to cope with the emptiness.

The front door opens, and the boys run in, showing off their new haircuts for tonight's party. They look cute, and a smile crosses my face.

"Come with me," I tell them, and I lead them to my bedroom. I watch as Rosie makes her way past us and into the kitchen.

We enter my room, and they jump onto my bed. I head into my closet and open a drawer that holds all my chains. I take two out, and bring it to them.

"Seriously, dad?" Alex asks.

I nod, "I was waiting for the right time to give them to you, this seems like the perfect time." I smile at him. I look at Nate, who has a sad look on his face. I get down on one knee so I'm at eye level with him and ask him what's wrong.

"First, can I swear without getting in trouble this one time?" He asks me.

"Sure, what's on your mind?" I look into his eyes.

"You're dumb, dad."

I'm taken back by his words, "Excuse me?" I try not to laugh.

"Rosie is perfect. She's pretty, and she's a really good cook. She makes me and Alex feel loved." He looks down and says, "And she makes you smile." He looks back up at me. "But now you're both sad all the time. All because you're marrying Gisselle and not her."

"Buddy," I pull him in for a hug. "I didn't know you felt like this. You really do love Rosie, don't you?" He nods.

"And you do too, dad." Alex adds. They both look at me and I watch as the sadness grows on their faces.

"I do," I admit to them. "I'll fix this. I promise."

They both hug me and head out to the gaming room to play before having to get ready to leave.

Saturday night arrives and as the night goes on, I can't keep my eyes off Rosie. Gisselle keeps hold of me through the night, and I just need to escape. Gisselle kisses my cheek, and I shudder at what she's doing. She continues on about the wedding. Despite my lack of enthusiasm, she goes on about it as if it's a done deal. My thoughts are on Rosie. I watch from a distance, and the dress hugs she wears, every curve. I am mesmerized by the beauty of the moment, and for a few minutes, I allow myself to get lost in it. Rosie twirls and moves with grace as she dances with the boys, and I can't help but marvel at her. I'd do anything to kiss her once more. She looks at me, and I feel my heart skip a beat as our eyes meet. Just the thought of her gets me hot.

Gisselle continues to talk, noticing I'm not paying her any mind, and she slaps my arm. "Hey!" She says, and I'm brought back to reality.

She flips her hair when she realises my gaze is on Rosalie. Rosie and the twins walk toward us and I smile. The boys hug me and Rosie informs me that as soon as ten pm hits she will be leaving with the twins and heading home. I nod in understanding, trying not to let the disappointment show on my face.

As the night goes on, I try to find a way to get Rosie alone. I need to talk to her. I need her to want me again. I'm at the point that if she runs, I'll run with her. The last few nights have been unbearable without her by my side. I'm thrown out of my thoughts at the chants of everyone in the room yelling mine and Gisselle's name.

The whole room shouts. Gisselle grabs my face and tries to kiss me but I move and her lips land on my cheek.

The boys coming running, "Goodnight, Dad," They shout. I pick them up and kiss their faces, "Goodnight, buds." Rosie makes her way over and tells the boys it's time to go. I hug them goodbye, trying to ignore the sudden feeling of loneliness that creeps up on me. I watch them walk away to David and Natty. Gisselle tries to get my attention but I rub my face and tell her to give me a moment. I walk away heading to my office.

As I enter, I close the door behind me and take a seat. I put my head back and rub my face. A knock at the door interrupts my thoughts and I feel the anger form in my veins. "Go away!" I shout.

The door opens and I get frustrated. "I said go-" I look at the door to see Rosie standing there. I stand up and head toward her as she closes the door. A smile escapes my lips,

"I need to say something so please let me talk." I nod and allow her to say what's on her mind.

"It's been a while since everything has happened." She looks me in the eyes. "You said you loved me, so why haven't you tried to change my mind?"

"What was I supposed to say? I've already tried by telling you over and over again I love you, but you were so insistent on running. I don't know how much more I can apologize."

I see the anger in her eyes, I did something wrong. Clearly I have no idea how the mind of a woman works. I brace myself for what she is about to say.

"I want you to tell me that I made the biggest mistake for letting you go." She shouts, "Then skip to the part where you tell me you haven't slept in a week or that my nights crying in the dark in a shirt that smells like you is over."

I'm taken back by her words and don't know how to respond. She presses her lips together, "I get it, it's too late to go back," She walks out the door and looks back once more, "Have a goodnight Jasper."

I watch as she walks away. I take a moment to try and wrap my head around what just happened. So she wants to stay? Why are women so complicated? I run after her. Gisselle tries to stop me but I push her off and quickly make it into the elevator before the doors close. Rosie looks at me in shock. The doors close and I back her up against the wall and whisper, "Let's skip to the part where you're back in my arms."

My lips craze hers as I push the stop button on the elevator, freezing our moment. With our hands intertwined, I know that this is a moment that will stay in my heart for eternity. Our gazes are locked, her brown eyes melting into my soul. I don't want this moment to end, but I know that it must. I kiss her one last time, my tongue parting our mouths. I feel the warmth of her embrace, the softness of her lips, and the tenderness of her love as we pull apart.

"I love you," I whisper in her ear. "I'll be right behind you, and we will talk when I get home, I just have some loose ends to tie up." I inform her.

I look at her once more and can't resist. I press my lips against hers as her hands make their way up my back, my lips craze down to her neck and a low moan escapes her lips as my hand runs up her thigh. She stops me, her cheeks flushed and a smirk on her face.

"I'll see you in a bit," She says as she presses the release button on the elevator. The doors open, and I straighten up my suit as I make my way out. I turn around to look at her one last time, and I can see a hint of nostalgia in her eyes. As the elevator doors slowly close, I give her a knowing smile, nodding my head as if to say that everything will be alright.