Nanny Wanted

First Meeting

I had so many things I wanted to do last night but all I managed was to get a sandwich and water before coming back to my room. I fought to stay awake for as long as possible but by 3pm it was no use. Luckily I set an alarm and was awake again for 5pm but that had made me feel ill. I showered and put the last of my things away, made a list of things I would like to do and see on my days off, ordered speakers for my iPod and decided to look out an outfit for the morning in case I overslept which was great thinking on my part since now I am running around trying to finish getting ready before Russell appears.

I check the clock and see that it is 9:30am and begin to panic. I know I'm not late but I always like to be ready and waiting for someone and not the other way around and I mean what happens if he comes back early?

I hadn't known what to wear to meet my employer for the first time but decided that Sunday is classed as my day off and went for casual. It was really warm yesterday and although I had stayed in the lovely air conditioned house I was worried that we may go outside so I wanted to be comfortable and cool. I decided on a strappy blue sun dress with sunflowers over it and a pair of jewelled flip flops. I left my hair wet when I had gone to bed last night so styled it into a messy up do with some curls hanging loose and put on a light covering of make up. I checked myself in the mirror one last time and headed out the room grabbing my phone, purse and keys throwing them into a small shoulder bag. I also picked up my paperwork in case he wanted to see the originals and headed down to the kitchen.

I had decided when I got up that I should make some breakfast for him coming home and although I am technically off I didn't want him to think I had been slacking and wanted to show him I could be useful. I set the coffee pot on and boiled the kettle for tea. I made a simple breakfast of scrambled eggs and bacon and put it in the over to keep warm. Turning around I noted that it was 9:55am and breathed out a deep breath trying to calm my nervous tummy hoping to not puke over him. My hands are shaking and clammy. I wipe them on my dress to dry them. "You're okay Niamh. Everything is going to be fine" I tell myself out loud. Yea right!

Just as my pep talk ends I hear the front door close and my heartbeat kicks up a hundred notches in my chest. I move to stand in front of the kitchen counter and take the pot of coffee and tea over to the table. I pop some bread in the toaster and turn off the oven, basically I did what I could to stop focusing on the footsteps heading down the hall towards me.

I turn as I hear the steps stop and have to stop myself from standing with my mouth open. Holy moley! He's gorgeous!! Russell is standing in the doorway or who I hope is Russell to the kitchen wearing a crisp white shirt and navy slacks. He looks like he is heading to an office rather than having a day off. Maybe I was meant to be better dressed? I travelled up his well toned swimmers body where his shirt hugs his muscular arms and abs. I look at his strong jaw with a light dusting of fair hair, a straight nose and calculating blue eyes. His hair is what I would call dirty blonde and is shirt but long on top in a slight spiked style. He is intimidating but gorgeous none the less and I have literally been standing staring at him for the last few minutes. Shit!!

Walking towards him I begin to calm when I realise he has made no move to talk to me or greet me so maybe it's wasn't as long as I think that I was staring at him imagining how toned he is under that shirt. Wait! What? He's my boss I can't think like that! As I near him further with a bright smile it appears that he is staring at me too and I don't really know how to deal with his slightly confused gaze.

Deciding to bite he bullet I hold my hand out and introduce myself. "You must be Russell Watson?" I ask to clarify he is who I think he is.

He shakes his head slightly and looks at my hand and then back to my face before taking my hand in a firm handshake. "You must be Niamh" he says shaking my hand. "I'm so glad that you could come at such short notice" he says in a smooth deep voice..