The Nanny ✔

#24

Word count: 1153

Demola's POV

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"So, you were really angry at me that day?" Sophie asks, shaking her head which is on my laps.

"Why wouldn't I be? I told you I hated lies. I still do." I give her my honest reply as we reminiscence the event that happened weeks ago.

Sophie is resuming school in a month from now time and we already got the time table fixed on how she'll still take care of Oli. I decided to take a day off and Abdul was more than willing to help me with whatever needed covering up till I resume at the office tomorrow.

He works as the chief coordinator for the company's staff. He gets to work like everyone of us in the office because we get some interns annually and some quarterly. And he also handles the fulltime and part-time employees. 

"I'm glad things are good between us now. What are you going to do about Brit?" She asks softly.

I trail a lazy pattern on her flat stomach, gulping down the saliva that has gathered due to the beautiful sight of her tummy, as I allow it distract me for a while.

She is lying with her head on my lap while I am sitting with my back to the pillow, resting on the bed.

"I honestly don't know. But there's something wrong with her. She's overprotective and I remember clearly that she was like this in highschool too." I comment with a worried look.

I remember Brittany once pulled at a girls hair because the girl mistakenly spilled her drink on my shoes. She claimed the girl was trying to seduce me.

We didn't speak for a week after the incident because I was pissed that she could do such to a girl just because of such a flimsy mistake.

That didn't stop me from being concerned about her, though. She just wants me to be happy.

I also would be possessive if I had a good friend like her.

"Wh-what if she tries something?" Sophie asks warily.

I raise brow. "Like?"

I know Brittany. She is as dangerous as a housefly, she can't lift a finger to hurt someone she knows I love and even if she wanted to, what would be her excuse?

Nothing.

Sophie sits up on the bed with her legs crossed over in Chinese style and clears her throat. My eyes zone in on her attractive bust and slightly exposed stomach.

I take another gulp.

She gestures with her hands. "Maybe she could, you know...attack me or something?"

"She can't. She is harmless."

"The man that approached you, was Brit there when he did? I mean my step dad."

"Yes. She went looking for you immediately the man made his introduction and accused you of running away."

"You know what I think?"

"No. I'm not in your head." I say teasingly.

She giggles and playfully slaps me on the lap though that sends a teasing message over to my northern pole. "I think she likes you. A lot."

I all but gape at her. She thinks Brittany likes me? No.

That's not possible.

Brittany likes me, that is for sure but it's not the way Sophie obviously means.

"No. She has a fiancé, though she is always protective of me."

"I don't think that is the case. I'm not supposed to tell you this but I still will." She says and looks down, biting her lower lip. Not being able to help it, I pull her into me and kiss her soft lips. They're so soft and tempting.

I kiss my way down her chin and to her cleavage, softly tugging at the top of one of her voluptuous breasts with my teeth.

Sophie let's out a seductive moan and her hands go to the back of my head as she presses her breast into my face and I sniff it. It smells divine.

She brings her lips closer to my face and plants them teasingly around my jaws, licking my chin.

A shift in my pants has me coming back to my senses before I do something we both mightn't be ready for.

Pulling away with a sad sigh, I rest her head back on my laps and she giggles.

"What do you want to tell me?" I ask, biting back a groan.

This seems to bring Sophie back into the present because her expression instantly becomes serious once again.

"She threatened me on our first meeting."

I grind my molars together. "When-"

"At Tania's house... The birthday party. Not really threatened me but she asked me to back off because you were her man. I don't think she is who you see her as."

"I'm surprised you're saying this." I comment with furrowed brows.

I don't see any reason why Sophie would lie against Brit at the moment and considering the fact that Brit has pulled a stunt twice now, I think Sophie might be right.

"Did she know any of your past girlfriends?" Sophie's question breaks me out of my disturbed thought as I look down to face her.

"She knew all my girlfriends and didn't really like them much. The only person she was friendly towards was my late fiance, Simi."

She heaves a sigh. "I guess she thinks I want to take Simi's place or something."

"I guess so. Enough of this talk, it's depressing. I just hope Brittany will change er ways and be happy. She always wishes the best for we her friends so she deserves happiness too." I groan. I can't decide what should be done about Brit right now. She is a good friend, but her behaviour of late is quite shocking.

Sophie sits up with a smile and opens her hands. I accept it with a curious stare.

"Let's play a game."

"Uh..I haven't played any game in years. Which one?"

Playing games like she might have in mind is quite childish. I can tell from her twinkling, mischievous eyes.

She eyes me calculatingly then nods. "Hide and seek."

"That's childish." I say with scrunched nose. We are adults, not five year olds.

"It's still fun if you allow yourself think it is and live in the moment. Being an adult is boring and there are so many responsibilities to be dealt with." She pouts.

How can I reject her when she is pouting and looks so ravishing?

"Alright. You go hide and I'll seek you in ten seconds. Counting, one!" I growl playfully, eliciting a yelp from her.

She jumps off the bed with a giggle, making her breasts jiggle and the sight causes a reaction from my own south pole as it strains.

Without a backward glance, she runs off and her laughter resonates around the house as I hear her flipflop down the stairs with each step she takes.

This is going to be interesting.

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