The Mafia's Nanny

"You expect me to believe a woman with credentials in journalism and writing wants to be a Nanny?" He questions and the smile he is desperately trying to hide shines through for a moment.

"Yes," I say with a shrug ignoring how close his body is to mine and add, "and actually I also have an associates degree is child services."

He can no longer contain his amusement as he stares at me, I try my hardest to keep this tough girl act up but as his stare bores into me I begin to feel my heart beat quicken.

One of his hands move to the side of my face and tuck some hair behind my ears, I hold my breath as his skin brushes against mine.

"I don't trust you," he finally states and my head spins while I try to stay calm.
He is going to kill me. This is it.
So much for exposing the Mafia.

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WARNING:

This was written many moons ago. I have decided to put it back up because of a large request from readers. However, I was a kid when I wrote this so take it with a grain of salt.