The Nanny [Jimmy Fallon]

8

Jimmy and Alyssa sprung apart as my phone bounced across the floor, the pair of them looking like deer caught in headlights as their gaze snapped to me. Unsure what to do, I quickly picked my phone up and turned around, practically running back to my room.

I couldn't believe what I'd just seen. I slammed my door shut, the image of Jimmy and Alyssa kissing burned in my memory. It just didn't make sense. I knew that Alyssa liked Jimmy, and Jimmy was a little odd, but I never thought him capable of this.

Nancy. I felt tears build up in my eyes as I thought about her, and Winnie and Franny. Those little girls didn't deserve this. They didn't deserve their dad, who was already fairly absent in their lives, to be cheating on their mom with a girl like Alyssa. God, how could he do this to them?

In a way, it made sense, especially from Alyssa's point of view. Is this what Jimmy did, hired new nannies then slept with them all? He had definitely been flirting with me – did he plan on doing the same thing to me?

"Iz?" Jimmy's voice from outside my door snapped me back to reality. I sat there for a moment, unsure what to do The last thing I wanted was to speak to him right now. "Izzie?" He pressed again.

"What?" I snapped, walking across to the door. I opened it, and he looked a mess. Good, I thought to myself. I had no idea what to say to him.

"Can I come in, Iz?"

"Okay," I whispered, letting him past. I shut the door behind him, feeling myself starting to get nervous. 

"What you just saw..." he muttered.

"It's none of my business," I replied quickly.

"Well, it kind of is," he said, his brown eyes meeting mine as he licked his lips. "It's not what you think. I promise."

"So what is it?" Did he think I was an idiot? How could he stand there, and try and tell me it wasn't what it looked like? They were kissing, plain as day.

"Alyssa..." He sighed. "Alyssa has always been... obsessed, with me, as cruel as it sounds. For months, she's been trying it on with me." He sat down on the side of my bed, and gestured for me to do the same. I obeyed silently. "I'm a married man, Iz, and I love my wife. For so long I've rejected her advances, I've told her to leave me be. But... but she hasn't."

"If that's true, why would you let her continue to work for you?"

"She's not a bad person, Iz. Sure, she pursued me when she really shouldn't have, but she's great at her job. She's great with the girls, and they love her so much. Plus, how could I explain things to Nancy? I just thought that if I kept on rejecting her, she would stop trying. But she didn't... and tonight she took it a step too far."

He looked genuine, and sad. But there was something, something in the back of my mind that told me he was lying. "So this was the first time that you'd kissed?"

"Yes," he told me. "Yes. Nothing else has ever happened. She told me she wanted to talk to me, then she practically jumped on me."

"You were kissing her back, Jimmy," I scoffed, shaking my head.

"I had a moment of weakness," he murmured, his eyes tearing up. "Gosh, I'm such an idiot. She kissed me, and I didn't pull away. I wish I had of, gosh, I don't even know why I didn't. I love Nancy. I promise, I do, Izzie." With that last sentence he burst into tears, his head going into his hands.

I didn't know what to do, or think. If he was telling the truth, what he had done wasn't really that bad. I mean, kissing Alyssa back was bad. But everyone had moments of weakness – I knew that myself from flirting with Jimmy. And the way he was sobbing right now... if that was fake, he must have been the best actor in the world.