Page 6 of Brazilian Fantasy
A hint of pink crawls into Piper’s cheeks. “What did she tell you?”
“About the dossier, the adventure. Epic sex.”
Epic sex.
I briefly pinch my eye shut as I’m bombarded with images of Piper in my bed, her long hair sprawled on my pillow, not the pillow of one—or two—of my friends. “That she’s responsible for packing your bag.” Unable to help myself, I let my gaze slide from her face, tripping over her beautiful breasts on the way to her long, sexy legs. If Alyssa planned for Piper to stay with me the entire time, why pack such sexy sleepwear? Obviously, I’d see her in it sooner or later, right? Wait!
Have fun.
Son of a bitch. I’m going to fucking kill her.
“Oh my God. How embarrassing,” Piper murmurs, her hands going to her face.
“Hey.” I push from my seat and cross my desk, dropping into the chair beside her. “Don’t be embarrassed. We’re adults. It’s fine.” She tugs at the hem of her nightie, but it doesn’t budge. “One thing isn’t fine, though.”
“What’s that?”
“You weren’t expecting to babysit Maddie.”
Her big blue eyes go wide, and she places her hand on my knee. I stiffen at the contact, and she pulls her hand away quickly. “Sorry.”
I take a fast breath as sexual tension arcs between us. “No, I’m sorry. I just… I haven’t been…”
“Touched?” she asks quietly.
My cock throbs at the softness in her voice, the way her gaze is dropping. I brace my elbows on my knees to hide my erection, but it’s too little too late. The nanny is well aware of my hard-on. “Yeah, I haven’t been touched in a long time,” I admit.
She shakes her head, and her curls tumble over her shoulders. “I won’t do it again.”
“I’m not saying…” Shit, what am I not saying? That she shouldn’t do it again? That she should? “So, about you babysitting,” I say. “I can find someone else. I’ve had other offers, actually. The neighborhood. Women. I just didn’t—”
“No, I’m here, staying in your home,” she says, cutting off my rambling. “Taking care of your daughter is the least I can do. Besides, I’ll still have my evenings to myself, right?”
“Yeah. Ah, about that. Alyssa asked me to set you up with one or two of my friends.”
Her face goes bright pink this time, and she tugs at her nightie harder. “I’m going to kill her.”
This makes me laugh because we’re definitely on the same page now. “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do, Piper.”
As soon as the words leave my mouth, her gaze meets mine and punches the wind right of my lungs. I know I haven’t been with a woman in a long time, but fuck, if I’m right, and I think I am, I’d say the warmth in her cheeks, the sensual way her gaze is sweeping over me, alludes to all the things she does want me to do to her.
But sleeping
with the nanny is wrong.
Right?
Chapter Three
Piper
As Maddie and I jump in the surf, I can feel Lucas eyes drilling into my back—again. Heat sizzles through me as I angle my head to glance at the mansion high on the hill, but when my search comes up empty, I slowly turn back around. I’d been here in Rio for three whole days now, and for the most part, Lucas has been avoiding contact with me, locked away in his home office, plugging away on his computer when I’m inside the house. But when I’m outside, at the pool or the ocean, I can feel his heated stares, the sexual tension building between us despite the distance.
Alyssa might have told him about the pact and asked him to set me up with one of his friends, but I’m smart enough to know what she’s really up to. She sent me to Lucas for a reason, and if she thinks he’s ready to move on after losing his wife—if she’s encouraging him to let go with me—then as a best friend, what choice do I have but to honor her wishes? I mean, look at all the trouble and expense she went through to set this up. Seducing Lucas and having a three-week affair is the least I could do, right?
Talk about logical reasoning at its worst.
I bend forward to examine a seashell, curving my back just enough to entice him. It’s clear he wants me as much as I want him. Therefore, I’m using everything in my arsenal to seduce him into action.
