THE NANNY AFFAIR

Chapter Six : The Engagement Party. Part 1

I mean, I wouldn’t be here at all if it weren’t for him. I’m sure he’s going to be awarded the position of the CEO after dad, and he’s going to marry Judith. It’s practically a done deal. I’m just next in line in case he F’s it up. He said to me smiling.

Really? I didn’t know that...

yeah, it’s just too bad sam and Judith... Never mind.

(What? He can’t keep me hanging like that! I bet I can get Matt to give me the deets on this so-called engagement. But do I ask him about Sam and Judith?) At the last minute, I lost my nerve and ask about the first thing that pop into my head... Uh, are you sure this RSVP list is accurate?

You want to ask me about the invitations right now? That’s adorable. And yes it’s accurate. I’m literally betting my life on it, ‘cause Judith will kill me if it’s not.

Alright, good to know. I said to him. Matt gives me a funny look, but thankfully, he seems to let it go.

Did I ever tell you about the time Judith tried to order a pizza over the phone? It was hilarious. He laughed before going on. She asked if the ‘caterers’ had been to Le cordon Bleu, or if it was just the chef.

The caterers? I asked with a confused look.

She meant the delivery drivers. He said smiling at me.

I giggle, accidentally dripping some of my drink onto my top...Crap! I said shocked.

Here, let me help you. Matt springs up and grabs a handful of napkins. I know how this sounds, but that stain is less likely to set if you take your top off... he said smirking at me.

Matt... that’s a good idea, but...

See? I knew you would understand. He said smiling.

But you’re not getting me out of my clothes that easily.I smirked at him.

Oh! But...But.

But what Matt?... A rat got your tongue? You should have let me finish, before concluding. I smiled at him.

Matt returns the smile, leaning close and carefully dabbing at the droplets. Hey, you can’t blame a guy for trying you know.

A-hem. Said a loud and angry voice from the door way.

I gasp as Sam steps into the office, staring down his brother... whose hand is still on my breast.

I’m still in Matt’s office trying to clean up my spilled drink...When Sam walks in on me with Matt’s hand all over me. I hope I’m not interrupting anything? Sam asked angrily.

Sam! I called out shocked. It’s not what it looks like. But even if it was, Have you ever heard of knocking? Sam glared at me and turns his hard gaze on his brother.

Have you ever heard of work-appropriate behavior? He asked Matt with his brows furrowed.

Relax Sammy. We were just trying to clean up a stain. Blair spilled on herself. See?

Matt points to my soiled shirt, which I’m not sure is helping. A strange hardness gleams in Sam’s eye as he looks at his brother. Did she tell you that she can’t take care of it herself? Sam asked Matt... but finally, he clears his throat and turns to me.

So, how’s party planning been going? He asked with a serious concern.

We’re actually all done. It wasn’t easy. Judith has some very...specific instructions.

Ah, yes. I’m familiar with judith’s lists. she’s...

Entitled to a perfect engagement party and Obnoxiously high maintenance?

She’s probably been dreaming about this event since she was a little girl. Of course she has a particular plan for everything.

Right. She might come across as overbearing since this stage of a relationship is a little more... intense than most.

Yeah, I’m sure Judith will become much more reasonable after the marriage. That’s how it usually works with women like her. Right Blair? Matt asked.

And now I’m certain I’ve left you alone with Matt enough for one day. I hope he hasn’t spilled all of our family secret already.

Don’t worry, Blair still doesn’t know about the band we were in- -

Oh! Wow, would you look at the time? I actually came by to offer Blair a ride home. Unless...His eyes dart over to Matt, and I see a flash of something I can’t quite put my finger on...You still have some unfinished business here?

(Is Sam jealous? Maybe I can use this to get closer to him... There’s only one way to find out. And that’s to accept a ride home from Sam to spend some one-on-one time with him...and maybe hit up our relationship.)

Well, Blair? are you coming? He asked.

Umm.. I’ll take the subway instead.

He narrowed his eyes and said ‘Blair don’t make me repeat myself. You’re riding home with me. So don’t keep me waiting’.

Umm right. We’re done here. I’d love a ride home. I put my drink back on the tray and gather my things to go. Maybe it’s my imagination, but I think i catch a weird look between Sam and Matt.

We’ll see you later, Matt. Try not to work too hard.

(Should I try something to make Sam upset? Yeah! I think so.) I turn to Matt, I pecked him and smiled...Catch you later cutie. I throw Matt a playful wink.

How’s the old adage go? I hate to see you go... but I love to watch you leave. He said beaming at me.

Aren’t you supposed to be on the clock right now? Sam asked Matt with an angry face.

You know I’m salaried. Matt smirked at Sam.

Sam glares and moves into the hallway. Matt reaches out and takes my arm, drawing me back.

What’re you doing? I asked shocked.

What am I doing? What are you doing? I’ve never seen him so wound up over my flirting before. And now, I think flirting with you in front of Sam is my new favorite thing. He said smiling at me.

...Blair?

Coming! Bye Matt.

Bye. Oh! And have a nice night Blair.

Yeah you too.

Matt’s words still echo in my mind as I follow Sam outside to meet Carson. I slide into the backseat of the town car with Sam close behind.

Hello there, Ms. Lawson. I trust your engagement party brainstorming was productive?

Surprisingly yes, despite working with Matt.

I do see the conundrum there. Would you like some music, Mr. Lockwood?

Yes, something soft, please.

Ambient music quietly fills the car as Carson rolls up the tinted partition to give us privacy. Sam turns to me, his gaze darkened.

Now that we’re alone, you can tell me how your day with Matt really went. He asked with a concerned look.

It..umm..it..

I hope he didn’t bother you too much. Was he that flirty with you all day? He asked in an angry tone.

Honestly? Matt behaved himself. But at some point, he was totally all over me.

What happened? I told Matt to be on his best behavior. He asked angrily.

It was mostly just talk. Isn’t he that way with everyone?

Yes, but...he shouldn’t be like that with you. You’re my...

Your what? Your kids’ nanny? Or am I more than that?

(Sam eyes narrow as he searches for the word.)

You’re my responsibility. It’s your job to take care of the kids and it’s my job to take care of you.

Sam actually puts his hand on my knee, and my lips part with surprise. There’s a possessive glint in his eyes I’ve never seen before...

Let me know if Matt ever does anything that crosses the line. Or anyone else, for that matter... Myself included.

Sam... I can take care of myself. And if something happens, you’ll be the first to know. But, you’re getting awfully possessive..

Sam’s grip tightens on my leg just a little, and a thrill runs through me.

I’m not... it’s not...(Sam lets out a long breath, clearly trying to get himself under control before going on.) I just don’t want to see you hurt. He said in a low tone.

You don’t want me hurt, or you don’t want someone else to touch me? I asked looking him in the eyes.

Sam stares at me intensely for a long time, as if my eyes holds the answer. I don’t back down, staring right back into the abyss. Finally, he admits...Both.

( I lay my hand over sam’s and gently guide it up my leg. I shiver as his fingers brush my inner thigh, tracing delicate circles across my skin.)

Sam...

Tell me to stop Blair.( his fingers slide up, leaving a teasing trial of fiery touches.)

I don’t want you to Sam.

Blair...( my eyes flutter closed as I moan, willing him to keep touching me... begging him to apply more pressure...

Please, don’t stop...

God, I want to taste you Blair...(sam’s fingers finally reach the apex between my thighs, lightly brushing against the fabric of my panties.)

I want you to say my name. ( his fingers slip beneath the remaining fabric and I gasp in shock.)

...Sam!

Exactly Blair. Keep on moaning my name.

(Suddenly. I realize the music has stopped, and the car is parked.)

We’re home! I said shocked.

What? Sam said.