Page 92 of Should Have Known
He clears his throat. “Just… a meeting.” He realizes his lie wasn’t even an attempt.
“You know I’m not buying that.” Instead, I lean against the wall and cross my arms and ankles to wait patiently for his story. My grin must unnerve him.
His eyes swim side to side, and his jaw flexes. “You know how we have that new interior designer for the hotel?”
“To get rid of that ridiculous moose head, yeah. Lexi, your former coach’s daughter, right?”
He smiles tightly. “Exactly. I might have…”
The door swings open. “I’m off, need to meet with the tile guy.” Lexi is finishing buttoning her blouse, completely oblivious to me, then she stops in her tracks. “Oh, hi.” She frowns.
“You remember Stone?” Holden awkwardly asks Lexi.
“Yeah, for sure.” She attempts to give me a polite smile. “Nice to see you again. I’m not here. Have a great day.” She is quick to walk away.
“Don’t forget that my daughter has figure skating practice after school,” he calls out.
She grumbles and doesn’t even give him any attention. “It’s Tuesday, so she doesn’t, and how many times do I have to remind you that I’m not your nanny?”
“Yeah, but that was the deal when you moved in,” he reminds her.
She groans again before disappearing into the elevator.
Holden’s lips push out, and his head tilts because he’s checking out her ass. He makes no effort to hide it. He swings his tight smile to me, and I greet him with an entertained look.
“Someone has some explaining to do.”
He blows out a long breath. “I might have… blackmailed her into living with me for a bit.”
My eyes bug out. “Wow, she’s really getting the five-star treatment on the personal-attention front.”
Holden rubs his face. “Yeah, so we might be encountering a little problem with that…”
UP NEXT
The moment that I walked into the office as the new interior designer for the man my dad used to coach, I knew trouble loomed. Holden is a retired hockey player who now owns a hotel. He's also trying to balance his single-dad life. Against all better judgment, when he has a crisis with his kids, I move my suitcase into his guest room due to an old favor I owe. I didn't expect to be adding nanny to my resume, but it leads Holden and me into our secret little world.
Where we give into lust, nor can we stop.
Our bond grows stronger, and my heart also softens to his kids. Holden might be conflicted by his devotion to his family, but a glimpse of something special nearly tears him apart. Now, we're stuck at a crossroads. Because Holden is looking at me with a realization that our future may be too big of a jump. I see it on his face that he's thinking that we're in too deep, and if he could go back in time before the lines crossed between us, it's probably when heshould have run…
