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“Uhh…” He looks to me.

“Nope, that’s all you. It’s why you should watch what you say in front of her.” I lean back in my chair, the weight creaking underneath me. For once, I like not having to answer all of my daughter’s questions. Especially one like that.

“You cuss all the time!” He’s affronted. “And you’re telling me to watch what I say?”

“Daddy says adults can cuss because they’re adults. It’s also why they get to eat whatever they want.”

Everyone at the table bursts out laughing at Willow’s words. My daughter really is the fucking best.

“Why don’t we all start eating instead?” Gramps cuts into the conversation before Nash can argue anymore.

“I’m starving,” Willow whines.

“Here’s some of this broccoli you love so much.” Gemma scoops a spoonful onto her plate, and she doesn’t wait before stabbing one onto her fork and taking a huge bite.

“Willow. Slow down.”

She nods at me, both cheeks puffed out, before swallowing.

“Tastes just like Ivy’s. I can’t wait to tell her tomorrow.”

I can’t help but wish it were me and Ivy going to lunch tomorrow. After spending the night together and sleeping in together.

God damn it. This is the last thing I need.

I can’t escape the woman that is consuming my every thought. Even when she’s not here, she’s all I can think about.

Sporting a hard-on for your daughter’s nanny is the last thing anyone needs.

Only a few more months.

A few more months and she’s gone and I don’t have to think about her again.

Easy.

ChapterEight

MASON

Awarm hand slides inside my boxers.

“You like that?”

“Feels so good,” I moan, shifting into the touch.

The hand strokes up and down, brushing over the sensitive head. A warm mouth closes over the tip.

“Fuuuck.”

My hand twists into the soft brown hair on her head. Guiding her as she moves down my hardened shaft.

Her tongue is magic, licking and sucking as she takes me to the back of her throat.

“I’m so close.”

She does that thing with her tongue again, swirling it around the tip, and I know I’m a goner.

“Damn, Ivy. That feels incredible.”