Meeting Smexy Strangers . . . . . . .

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Chapter 2 :

I stayed frozen, the very same spot I've been rolling my booty off. The guy who came in the middle of my act is gorgeous, I don't understand how a guy can have better facial features than a girl, little lucky douches.

His muscular structure made me want to suffocate in my own river of drool. His 6'4 height over powers my 5'7 frame.

We share the same shiny ebony hair, yet he looked better than I did, with a contrast of his high cheek bones, long straight nose, strong jaw, thick eyelashes, and his pink plumped lips, made me want to lick my own from pure desire.

But what really made me frozen to the spot were his icy blue eyes, seeming as if he were looking through me, like some kind of supernatural creature. Not that I know of that.

" Hello? Did you lose your ability to speak all of a sudden?" He asked, crossing his arms over his chest. I almost lost it when I saw his arm muscle visibly flex, the short sleeve black shirt he is currently wearing isn't helping either.

" Hey, are you retarded! I'm speaking to you, respond when I'm asking you to" his rage seeped through those words.

I snapped out of it, before slowly rising from the ground and smirking when I saw his irritation kick up a notch.

I held my head up high and stare him straight in the eye.

" I would like to know the same as you, who are you? And what are you doing in Mrs. Fletcher's house?" I questioned the smexy stranger.

" Ha! That's a great one" I rose an eyebrow, " but Mrs. Fletcher is my mother and this so happens to be my house as well" he stated.

I stood shocked before clearing my throat.

" Uh, Mrs. Fletcher didn't mention having another son, besides those two adorable angels" I pointed to the kids, who paused the movie to have a look at the show fore playing in front of them.

They smiled when I mentioned them and I smiled back before facing this arrogant guy.

" Well, she probably didn't know I was coming back after that trip I took with my friends" and then his eyes narrowed.

" Now stop procrastinating and tell me who you are" he took a step closer, I would have stepped back if it weren't for my pride having to be too stubborn to budge with his threatening attempts.

" I'm the new nanny, and my name is Mikaela" I raise a hand for a friendly shake, which he rejected, it kind of hurt but kept it to myself.

" Mom never mentioned getting a nanny . . . ." he muttered. I crossed my arms over my chest and gave him a small smile.

" Well, I didn't know she had another son, so we're even with the shock" I tapped my foot and pointed the tip of my black jordans on the hard wood floor.

Something I did when I'm either uncomfortable or just plain bored.

" Well, I'm Nicholas and I'll be leaving to my room and don't bother me" he started walking towards the stairs, that are attached to the wall, as he started descending up the steps, he suddenly stopped to look back at me.

" Or you can join me" he smirked, waiting for the answer I had for his smart ass comment.

I gave him a playful smile,

" Yea I would" his smirk only grew bigger, "but I don't mess with arrogant assholes such as yourself" I smiled and blew him a kiss, as he stood shocked.

I saw his hand grip the stair wale, before relaxing and letting go of it completely.

" Good afternoon, Nick" I waved at him as he continued to the stairs.

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