The Baby Package

by Sarah J. Brooks

  “Okay, tell me about your night,” I said playfully as I plopped down on the big bed and she sat in the fluffy chair across the way.

  “Oh, my gosh. First of all, I loved wearing these shoes instead of heels. Big props for me on wearing those.” She laughed as she unhooked the buckles and took the shoes off. “Second of all, I really like this job, and you made me feel so much better when you told me I wasn’t as horrible as I thought I was. Thank you for that, even if you were lying.”

  “You are doing a great job. So did you guys go dancing?”

  “Yeah, but mainly we just hung out and drank. It was nice to have a life to talk about besides just shopping. And I gave Patrick his rent money that I was behind on, so he was really happy about that.”

  “I have to tell you something.” I laughed as I remembered what I wanted to tell her and kept forgetting about.

  “Oh, no, I’m fired?”

  “No,” I said. “Did you go to a country dancing bar a few weeks ago and met a guy with a yellow tooth?”

  “Um, yeah, how did you know that?”

  “He’s my partner at work. The other day when you and the kids ran out of gas and you slept on my couch, he saw you come in and was totally freaking out that you were my nanny.”

  “No way!” she said as she jumped up from her chair and slapped my arm before pouncing on the bed next to me. “You know that guy?”

  “Yeah, he’s like my best friend.”

  “What’s with the tooth then? He’s got money, right? He’s your partner. Why doesn’t he fix his tooth?”

  Summer was leaning over and super interested in my answer. It was actually pretty funny how I seemed to have her full attention.

  “You really want to know why he hasn’t fixed his tooth, don’t you?” I laughed.

  “Yeah, it’s baffling me. Seriously, how on earth could someone just walk around with a tooth like that if they could afford to get it fixed? That’s really weird to me. So tell me, why?”

  “I don’t know, maybe I should leave you in the dark,” I teased.

  “No, you tell me right now,” she demanded as she got up on her knees and put her hands on her hips like that was some sort of threat to me or something.

  “I think I might just keep this little tidbit of information to myself now,” I continued to joke.

  “Tell me now,” she said playfully as she pushed me over.

  Somewhere between her pushing me over and then climbing on top of me, this whole playing around thing turned into something much different. I kept my hands on the bed and did my best not to touch her, but Summer pressed her hands into my chest as she continued to demand that I tell her.

  “I’m not telling.” I laughed as she started to tickle me. “You can’t make me.”

  “Tell me right now.” Her face got super serious, and she narrowed her eyes down at me. I couldn’t stop laughing as she started to tickle me even harder.

  “Stop,” I said through my laughter. “Seriously, I’m so serious. You better stop.”

  “You don’t look serious.” She laughed. “You look very unserious.”

  Then I reached up and pulled her down to me and let my lips take hers. She didn’t seem shocked by it at all. In fact, she quickly started to kiss me back. Her hips rolled against mine, and I throbbed hard for her.

  There was no stopping us now that we started this. No giving up this path I’d committed myself to. No, if Summer wanted me as badly as I wanted her, then I couldn’t hold back any longer.

  A funny thing happens to a man when his body is consumed by desire. Any and all reasoning skills disappear, and that is exactly what happened to me at that moment. As Summer’s hands slid up my shirt and pressed against my body, I gave up any hope of letting logic get in the way of what we were about to do.

  “We are doing this?” Summer asked breathlessly.

  “We can stop.”

  “No, don’t stop,” she moaned.

  Her hands quickly unbuckled me, and before I knew what was going on, she was sliding my pants down and throwing them onto the ground. She slammed her bedroom door shut and locked it before grabbing a condom out of her side table drawer.

  I had a lot of questions about why she had condoms in her side table drawer, but now wasn’t the time to be bringing those questions up.

  Summer was in charge. She slid her white lace panties down to the ground and stopped at the end of the bed to admire how hard I was for her. She didn’t say anything; she simply looked me over before she crawled up the bed.

  “I want you so bad,” she said before her lips wrapped around me, and I closed my eyes in the midst of absolute pleasure.

  Slowly she moved up and down my body as I felt my hips thrusting in time with her movements. She became even more worked up than before and then unwrapped the condom and slid it over me.

  “Are you sure about this?” I asked one last time.

  “Shhhh,” she said as she put her finger to her mouth and stood over me.

  She kept her finger on her mouth as her body took me inside of her, and I felt the tightness of her pleasure around me. For a minute, she teased me by moving her hips only slightly while she reached back and pulled her dress up and over her head.

  “You are so beautiful,” I whispered as my hands went straight to her breasts.

  “I’ve wanted you since I first laid eyes on you,” Summer said as she looked down on me.

  Her body rocked and moved faster and faster as the pleasure between us built up more. She fell onto me and let her hip grind hard against me as I felt her body starting to tighten. Harder and harder we moved together until I felt myself getting close to explosion.

  “I’m cuming now,” she moaned out as if to give me the freedom for my own explosion.

  I took her cue and let my body release the flood of desire that had built up. We both let out one final thrust and deep moan as our bodies gave in to the perfection of the moment. It wasn’t a tender lovemaking session, that was for sure, but it was hot as hell, and I couldn’t believe it had just happened.

  As Summer collapsed into my arms and lay on top of me, my mind started spinning as I tried to figure out what I should do next. What was appropriate for a man to do when he’s just slept with his nanny? Should I sleep in the room with her? Go to my own room? Invite her to come to my room? There really should be some protocols for a situation like this.

  I decided to stay there with Summer for a little while as she cuddled up next to me. I was tired, but I couldn’t go to sleep. All I could hear was the voice of Rob in my head telling me how much I messed up by sleeping with my nanny. He would certainly tell me I shouldn’t have done it.

  “This was a one-time thing,” Summer whispered as she moved to lay beside me. “We won’t speak of it again.”

  “Um, okay,” I replied.

  “It’s not a big deal. So don’t make it one, okay. We go back to normal tomorrow.”

  “Okay,” I said, although I wasn’t sure going back to normal was going to be an option for us.

  I’d just seen her naked, and she had seen me naked. My body was inside of hers, and we both gave into this primal desire that was held up inside of us. It wasn’t going to be possible to just turn back the clock and go back to the way things were before.

  When the sun started to rise in the morning, I gathered my clothes and hurried downstairs to my bedroom. I wanted to be in my normal bed when the kids woke up. Summer didn’t wake up as I snuck out of her room, and I wasn’t planning on waking her up either.

  The kids and I had plans to go to the children’s museum for a play date, and technically Sunday was Summer’s day off. I slept a couple more hours and then got into the shower while the kids ate their cereal for breakfast.

  We managed to get all of us ready and out the door before Summer was awake, and that was a huge relief for me. Although she had been the one to say things wouldn’t change, I just wasn’t so sure about that. Women had a hard time with casual sex, and it wasn’t the sam
e for them as it was for guys. But then again, Summer had been the one who initiated things between us, so maybe she wouldn’t have any issues with this at all. The whole thing made me really nervous, though.

  At the children’s museum, the other family we were meeting up with took all the kids with them, and I was left sitting on the side while they went through one of the exhibits. I couldn’t help giving Rob a call and telling him what had happened. I needed a little advice.

  “So I slept with the nanny,” I said right when he picked up his phone.

  “Summer? Damn you. You slept with her? I knew it.”

  “Yeah, so she basically just threw me down on the bed and had her way with me. It was wild. Then she said it was a one-time thing and not to let it change anything between us.”

  “Uh oh,” Rob said in a low sort of scary voice.

  “What do you mean? Isn’t that good? I don’t understand.”

  “What did you say when she said it was a one-time thing?”

  “I didn’t say anything.”

  “God, Tyler, seriously? Have you really been out of the market so long that you have no idea what’s going on?”

  “I don’t understand what’s going on.” I laughed. “I really don’t. Why is this bad? She said she didn’t want it to change anything between us.”

  “She was just saying that. She was trying to see what you would say in return. You failed the test. Crap Tyler. You can’t have her quitting right now. We need this deal, and I can’t go out there and pitch them without you. Don’t you let her quit, damn it!”

  I really had no idea what was going on. Nothing that Summer had said sounded like she was planning on quitting. In fact, she really sounded just fine with what we had done. Hell, she was the one who had instigated the whole thing.

  Rob was being paranoid. He got like that sometimes, and there was no calming him down. I honestly didn’t think that Summer was going to have a hard time with any of this. She seemed pretty okay with it.

  “I think she meant it, Rob. I think it was just a one-time thing, and we won’t talk about it at all.”

  “Tyler, Tyler, Tyler, you are so naive.”

  “Well, I’ll try to keep things together. But I’m hopeful everything will continue just like it was before.”

  “And I’m hopeful that I’ll win the lottery in the next Jackpot,” Rob joked. “Let me know how your day goes. If you don’t show up at work tomorrow, I’ll know it went really badly.”

  “You’re worrying about nothing. I’m sure it’s going to be just fine. I’ll see you on Monday.”

  Chapter 11

  Summer

  I lied. I knew it when the words came out of my mouth. We were definitely going to end up in bed again. There was no way two people could have that sort of chemistry and not end up in bed with each other again.

  For a week, Tyler and I pretty much avoided each other as much as possible. It wasn’t purposefully, at least on my part. But we didn’t actually spend any significant time in the same room with each other until Friday.

  Friday night, Tyler was running late, and I had to make dinner. I’d been looking up different recipes and trying them out when I had to make dinner and was excited to try the chicken parmesan pasta. Cooking was still really new to me, but I was starting to get more and more confident about it.

  “I’m home,” Tyler said as he strolled through the door much earlier than he had originally said.

  “Daddy,” the kids screamed as they ran toward his direction. “We have to show you our rooms.”

  Thomas grabbed his dad by the hand and dragged him upstairs to show him all the work we had been doing in his room throughout the week. Tyler had ordered new furniture for both the rooms at the beginning of the week, and throughout the week the kids and I were trying to get their rooms ready.

  “They aren’t done yet,” I warned him as they went up the stairs.

  The kids were literally jumping up and down as they climbed the stairs, and I heard them yelling and telling Tyler all about their favorite things. It was really sweet to see them so darn excited. I was going to go upstairs but decided to stay in the kitchen and work on dinner for a little bit.

  As I was putting dinner on the plates, the kids and Tyler made their way back downstairs. Right away, Tyler came over to see what I was cooking. He was really close behind me, so close that I felt his breath on the back of my neck, and it sent my body into a frenzy. My knees got weak, and I leaned over the counter to hold myself up.

  “This smells so good. What are you making?” he said as he leaned even closer to me.

  “Chicken parmesan and pasta.”

  “Really?”

  The questioning look on his face threw me off a bit. I was clearly making the food. There were dirty dishes in the sink, and I looked like a total disaster. Did he really think I hadn’t made the food myself?

  “Yes, really,” I said and pushed him away.

  “I’m teasing, I’m teasing,” he said as he tickled my waist and went to sit at the table with the kids.

  We all sat in the same places we had been in when I had first come to the house. Faith and Thomas were on one side of the table and Tyler and me on the other side. I made sure to sit far enough away from him that I wouldn’t accidentally touch his leg, although I suspected he wouldn’t have minded it all that much.

  “May I present you Summer’s Chicken Parmesan,” I said excitedly as I brought the kids their plates first and then two more plates for Tyler and me.

  “Thank you!” Faith said followed by Thomas shortly after. “Dad, say thank you,” Faith said as Tyler was shoving a huge bite of food into his mouth.

  “Thank you, this is delicious,” he said with his mouth full.

  Both Faith and I rolled our eyes as we smiled at him. At least I knew the food was good since he couldn’t even wait for a minute before shoving it into his mouth. As we sat and enjoyed dinner together, there was an overwhelming calm in the room. We ate and joked and had such a great evening that I couldn’t believe I had been nervous about spending time with Tyler again.

  The week had been much better than my previous weeks as far as it went with the kids as well. I decided to leave all their activity outfits in the car after I washed them on Monday – that way I never had to worry about having the right clothing for whatever it was we were heading out to do.

  Mornings were like a breeze since I’d taken some time to pre-make waffles and then just threw them in the toaster. It had only taken me a month, but I really felt like I had a hold of this nanny thing. We even managed to make it to karate class on the right day this week.

  “Hey, how are the ladies at the school treating you? Faith said that one of them was mean?” Tyler asked as he looked at me and then at Faith.

  Faith and I had talked about not telling her dad because I didn’t want him to worry. But of course I couldn’t be mad at her for telling the truth. She hid her eyes from me, but I just smiled when she finally looked up.

  “Sorry,” she said in her timid little voice.

  “It’s okay. It’s always better to tell the truth,” I replied. “So we decided that they like it when I park in the lot and walk them to school in the morning. And on Tuesday, a couple of moms were making mean comments about me.”

  “What were they saying?” Tyler said as he actually stopped eating.

  “Nothing important. They don’t know me, and anything they say means nothing because I know who I am.”

  “They called her a sugar baby,” Thomas said. “She’s not a baby,” he defended me.

  “You’re right. Summer is a grown up just like I am, isn’t she?” Tyler said. “Sorry, those ladies can be pretty cranky around there.”

  “It’s fine. I’m sure that’s what it looks like when I’m bringing them to school.”

  “Or, it looks like you’re the best nanny they have ever had,” Tyler said excitedly. “Don’t you guys think?”

  “For sure,” Thomas added.

  “Yep,
I think so,” Faith said too.

  “Wow, you guys are going to make me cry.”

  “How about I get you guys all set up in your new bedrooms and ready for bed. It is almost nine o’clock. I can’t believe you guys didn’t eat earlier.”

  “We got distracted working on their rooms,” I added, hoping he wasn’t angry that I let them wait so long for dinner.

  The kids and I had been snacking most of the afternoon at soccer practice, and we made nachos when we first got home. We definitely were not starving. A later dinner worked out really well for us.

  “Can we sleep upstairs tonight?” Faith asked.

  “Yep, I think we should test them out. Say goodnight to Summer, and I’ll take you upstairs.”

  Both of the kids looked really tired as they came around the table and gave me a big hug. There was no doubt that I’d tuckered them out enough for them both to get a really good night’s sleep. That had become my new victory feeling when the kids went to bed so quickly that they couldn’t even manage to come out for a late night drink or potty break.

  While Tyler took the kids upstairs and spent some time with them, I finished cleaning up the dishes. It was really weird how comfortable I felt in that kitchen after only four weeks. I knew where everything was and how to use most of the gadgets in the drawers. Back at my parents’, I’d never even managed to cook one meal.

  “Dinner was so good,” Tyler said as he came down the stairs. “Seriously, the best meal I’ve had in months.”

  “Really?” I was shocked as I turned around. “I just followed the recipe.”

  “You did it perfectly. Keep it up, and before we know it, you’ll be serving up delicious meals every day of the week.”

  “Oh, no you don’t,” I said as I saw this little glimmer in his eye. “You can’t sweet talk me into making all the meals. I’m onto you.”

  “What? I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he teased as he took a very visible step closer to me.

  The distance between the two of us had just gone down from three feet to maybe one foot. With only twelve inches separating us, the sexual chemistry was instantly ignited, and I saw Tyler’s recognition of the feeling as well.