The Nanny Affair

Chapter 42- Rosalie

I swim to the edge of the pool and Jasper smiles at me. I go under water and sit at the bottom of the pool for a few seconds, allowing the sound of my own heartbeat to be the only thing I hear. I emerge to see David and Jasper gone. I look at Natty who tells me they went to change. I nod and continue swimming.

Mere minutes have passed, and the guys have returned. The sun shines on Jasper's chest, illuminating him like a god. I can't help but admire the way his muscles ripple as he moves. It's no wonder he looks like a Greek statue in this light. "So, what's the plan for the rest of the day?" he asks, getting in the water. I shrug, feeling content just to be in his presence. "I'm happy to do whatever you guys want to do," I reply with a smile.

He kisses my cheek and dips into the water. He emerges, his hair slicked back, and I smile. He swims toward me and grips my waist. Not caring for anyone around, he places his lips on mine.
I melt into the kiss, feeling a rush of emotions. It's moments like these that I cherish the most—just being with him in the present without any worries or stress. As we pull away, he looks at me with a mischievous glint in his eye. "Jasper?" I question him.

He takes my hand and leads me out of the pool. "Get dressed," he says, and I look at him, confused. He looks at the time and then tells me to hurry. I nod and head to the bedroom. I quickly dry myself off and get dressed. He walks in behind me and throws on a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. I follow him out, and he shouts out to David, "We will be back soon."

Curiosity gets the best of me, and I begin to question him, but all he says is that it's a surprise. We get into the Rover, and he starts the engine, making his way down the highway. We make our way down Airport Road, and I smile as I watch the planes take off. He turns down the arrival lane, and I give him a look. He parks and smirks; he motions his head, and I look in the direction he stares, and I become speechless. I step out of the car and run into my mom's arms.

"My sweet girl." She quietly says this as she holds me. "I can't believe you're here." I respond as I wipe away the tears. I smile as I look over at my dad. "Hi, dad."

"Hi, princess." He says it with a smile. Jasper steps out of the car and walks over. I introduce them, and Jasper helps with loading their bags in the trunk.

We drive back to the house, and I sit there grateful for my parents being here. It's been so long since I've seen them. It's good to have them back. Jasper pulls into the garage and steps out. I take a moment to breathe before getting out to help with their luggage.

Jasper and David take their luggage to the guest room upstairs after David has been introduced. I finally have Natty meet my parents, and they welcome her with warm hugs. David and Jasper join us, and I offer up drinks. I nod and head to the kitchen while they all chat in the living room. I grab three wine glasses and three beers. I grab the red wine and pour, lost in my own world.

"Hey," I hear that smooth, low voice. I look up to see the man I love.

"Hey!" I smile.

"Let me help you." Jasper grabs the beers while I grab the glasses, and we head back to everyone.

My father, David, and Jasper are in conversation, and I hear my dad question Jasper about his work.

"Well, sir, if you're up to it, maybe tomorrow we can take a drive, and I'll show you the office." Jasper states. My dad smirks and nods. Jasper glances over at me and gives me a small smile. I blush like a little schoolgirl and look away.

The night continues, and we all part to our respective rooms. Jasper closes the door behind us, and I begin to take off my clothes. I hear the lock turn on the bedroom door and bite my lip. I turn around to see that he has his shirt off. I walk toward him and say, "Thank you."

"I told you, you would see them again soon." He kisses my forehead.

"Have I told you how much I love you?" I ask.

He begins to chuckle, and says, "Yes, you have, but I don't mind hearing it again."

I push my lips against his, savouring the taste of his lips. We stand there for a few moments, lost in each other's embrace, before finally pulling away. His eyes twinkle, and my heart begins to melt. He licks his lips before kissing me again. We make our way to the bed, and as he lays me down, he looks into my eyes. "I love you."

Before I can respond, his mouth is on my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer, and lose myself in the sensations he's creating. His hands roam over my body, igniting every nerve ending. As he moves down my body, leaving a trail of kisses, I feel myself becoming more and more lost in the moment. I want to tell him how much I love him, how much he means to me, but the words seem to get caught in my throat. Instead, I let my body speak for me, responding to his touch with everything I have.