6
Cade
A Week and a Half Later
It had been a long time since I was getting home while it was still light outside. The seasons were changing and it was getting darker earlier already, but I traditionally worked until late into the night. The D.A.’s office was calming down and matters weren’t as pressing, so it seemed I was going to have a little more time to spend with Nova and continuing to get to know Jordan. I needed to know how much Nova sang her praises. Move over Santa Claus, move over Tooth Fairy, a nanny was here, and according to my princess, she was the best thing since sliced bread.
I couldn’t deny that Jordan seemed like the complete package. She was good looking, smart, funny, and seemed to care a lot for the kids. She was so attractive that when I took a shower, I had to stroke my cock and give myself the release I’d been denied getting from a woman for a few months now. After I was done, I washed my body, put on a pair of my favorite comfortable sweatpants and a tank top and made myself comfortable in the living room. I got the most recent kids movie, made Nova’s favorite spaghetti and was just waiting for Jordan to drop her off. She had ballet that evening as opposed to the weekend because she had a recital coming up.
I was just finishing getting ready when I heard the front door open. Typically, I was just walking in at the same time Nova was getting home, so when Jordan rounded the corner and saw me totally dressed down, her eyes popped out for a moment. It was nice getting that sort of reaction from her.
“Hi,” Jordan greeted.
“Hello,” I replied. I looked down at Nova and laughed. She was standing, but she was barely awake. “Hi, princess.”
She still had her hand gripped tightly around Jordan’s. “Hi daddy,” she murmured. She rubbed her eyes and let out a huge yawn.
I looked up at Jordan. “Someone’s probably not going to make it through the movie and spaghetti I made.”
Jordan giggled. “No, probably not. Recital season is tough, little Nova is learning.” She reached into her bag and pulled out an envelope and handed it over to me. “They took pro pictures today, though, and I know I may be slanted in my opinion, but Nova’s are definitely the cutest.”I took the envelope, loving her adoration for my little girl. “I know that to be true and I haven’t even seen them yet.” I pulled them out and was smacked in the face with how adorable Nova looked standing on a pointed toe in her pink tutu. “Oh my god.”“I know!” Jordan screeched, and Nova, who had legitimately drifted off standing up, popped awake. Jordan pet her head gently. “Oh, sorry baby.”
I set the envelope down on one of the tables, and then picked Nova up. Her head dropped against my shoulder and I could hear her snoozing in my ear a moment later. I looked at Jordan with pleading eyes.
“I’m just gonna tuck her into bed. We’ll have to have a big breakfast in the morning to make up for a missed dinner. Would you mind waiting a few minutes?” I asked. I saw Jordan’s eyes quickly dart to the clock on the wall, her mouth pursing to protest, but I cut in before she could. “Please. I just want to hear more about what I’ve been missing the past week and a half.” Jordan nodded with a smile and I let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you. I’ll be right back. Please, make yourself at home in the kitchen. There’s a pot of spaghetti. I’ll be quick.”
Jordan shook her head. “Take your time. I’ll be here.”
I smiled at Jordan. It was nice having a caring woman around the house again. “Thanks.”
I took Nova upstairs to her bedroom and tucked her into her princess bed. She had an affinity for flash and fanciness, a girl after my own heart, and her room was drenched in all the magic of a Disney princess. She was already passed out before we got to the top of the stairs, so tucking her in was quick and easy. I put on some music, because she hated sleeping in silence, and then made my way back downstairs.
When I got back downstairs, Jordan’s backpack was sitting in the hall and I could hear the clatter of dishes in the kitchen. I was impressed. Normally, when you tell someone to make themselves at home, they don’t, but Jordan clearly had. I walked into the kitchen, and right as I turned the corner, I saw her with a tub of Nova’s dairy-free ice cream out, and she’d found the coffee liqueur and was pouring it over.
She looked up at me and her face started to turn tomato red. “Oh, um, I’m sorry, I just–”
I held a hand up. “Why are you apologizing? I told you to make yourself at home, and I’m glad you did. It’s nice to see you are as buttoned-up and straight-laced as it seems like.”
“Oh, well then, excuse me,” she replied and continued to dress her boozy ice cream.
I laughed and made my way into the kitchen and pulled down a bowl for myself. I set it on the counter, and Jordan immediately set to making me an ice cream bowl as well. I couldn’t remember the last time a woman had made something for me. I took my bowl, and we each sat on a stool, and set in to our pre-dinner treat.
“So, how are things with my girl?” I asked.
“She’s so great,” Jordan responded. “I know you know that, but I just adore her. She’s taking ballet so seriously, and her ballet teacher says that she’s showing a lot of promise. She told me to make sure that she keeps dancing as she gets older.”
“I’ve heard that before too. I’m glad it’s going well, she really seems to love it,” I said. “And the recital is next week, right?”
Jordan lit up. “Yeah, and did she tell you she got a solo?”
My jaw dropped. “What? No!”
“Yeah!” Jordan yelped. “I mean, why wouldn’t she? She’s clearly the best.”
“Clearly,” I responded and we both laughed.
“School seems to be going well, and she’s getting along well with all of her friends. You got a good one on your hands there, dad,” Jordan said. My skin heated at her calling me by ‘dad.’ I wanted her to call me ‘daddy.’
“I knew that already, but thank you so much for the update, I appreciate it. Things are slowing down at work a little bit, so I’m hopeful I’ll be able to see it more in person,” I said. “So… Tell me about you.”
“What about?” Jordan asked.
“I don’t know, siblings, hobbies, boyfriends?” I wasn’t purposely trying to fish for how she might feel about the other part of the nanny position that all the dads were hoping for.
“Uh, I have none of those things,” Jordan said with an adorable chuckle.
“None?” I responded.
“Well, I have no siblings, my parents could barely take care of the one they had. I mean my mom was amazing, but my dad abandoned us when I was a kid and she had to do it all on her own. She didn’t really trust men after that, so she didn’t really date or re-marry, and then I guess I hung onto that a little bit,” she explained.“I get that,” I responded. “That’s kind of what my ex, Kristin, did to Nova and I. I do eventually want there to be another woman around Nova though. She deserves that.” I was internally hoping that woman could be Jordan; Nova already loved her so much.“I have dated here and there, but never found anything I was really interested in, so I just focused on school more than guys. I suppose none of them were really my type,” Jordan said.I tilted my head to the side. “So, what’s your type?” I really wasn’t trying to find answers, but since the opportunity had presented itself, why wouldn’t I take it?
Jordan shrugged. “I don’t know. Someone who has their life together. I hate trying to teach a man how to be a man. I just want someone mature. Someone like…” Jordan looked up and her eyes locked into mine. Her voice trailed off and in a split second I knew…
…I may end up breaking the rules.
