Nanny’s Life

Chapter ten

I started to feel my body waking up and my eyelids no longer heavy,I noticed that the bed was confortable and it had a particular musky scent, something like sandalwood and cinnamon, so delicious, I stretched and yawned. I moved my body against the bedding and, it was as soft as satin, my legs started to move and I released a moan while stretching.

I wanted to keep my eyes closed for a bit longer, just five more minutes.

I cozied up with the pillows that were so deliciously warm and comfortable. The scent just added to the coziness.

My eyes started to open and the first thing I saw was a bedroom I’ve never been in, it was dark mahogany room with very bid bed in the center, on the right a door leading to a walking closet that was so incredibly spacious, on the other side of the room an armchair that looked incredibly comfortable and a sleeping Callum on it without his suit jacket and only his white linen dress shirt opened a few buttons so that his delectable chest with a bit of chest hair showing through, it was a sight to see. His eyes were closed and his lashes were displayed on his cheeks, he looked so young and handsome, with no worries or problems on his face.

On his forehead was a small scar that I had never seen before, I wonder how that happened. His jaw was so defined I wanted to lick it.

And then the reality came crashing down

I was in one of this shirts I presumed, it was white with blue stripes, my legs bare and I suddenly checked if I had my panties.

OHH THANK GOD!!

And I did have my bra too.

Thankfully nothing happened without my consent.

On the right side on the bedside table was a lovely picture of the triplets and their dad, next o to an alarm clock and a dark wood lamp.

Across the room was a full size mirror where the girl I saw reflected on it was a mess, my hair was all over the place wavy and puffy, my face had dried tears and dark patches under my eyes,they looked like raccoon eyes, my lips were very dry and horrible looking, they had a blueish tint.

I was quick on the thought that I couldn't let Callum see me like this so I ran my fingers through my tangled wavy hair and on the other bedside table was a bottle of water, I drank a bit from it and wetted my lips, pinched my cheeks and whipped my dried tears with my hands and a bit of water.

That was the best that I could do handling the mess that was my face, I laid down again on the soft bed and turned to him, to see his calm and beautiful face.

He looked so young without the constant crease of his eyebrows and the serious look in his piercing eyes.

His growing beard was a sign of untidiness or lack of time to shave but he still looks so god damn hot.

I pull myself closer to him to reach his face, trying not to move too abruptly or make any noise, I didn’t want to wake him up. I started looking at him closely and carefully, the way his growing beard feels or his close eyelids with his long lashes, I pull at his hair a bit feeling its soft texture. I take my finger and trace his jawline, then his eyebrows, Lastly I place my fingers gently tracing the line of his lips and there is where his color filled eyes open up to me.

The prominent colors I see are blue, green and gray and I imagine him coming out of a magazine, he is way too good to be true, too beautiful to be real. And I'm just plain Jane, never to have anything to do with him but a simple nanny for his children.

That thought makes me truly sad but I need to stick to reality, and the best way to do it is thinking of the way he spoke to me yesterday.

I'm sad about it but us together is a stupid unrealistic idea, I can't even imagine Callum wanting to be with me.

So I remove my fingers from his lips and step back into the bed, waiting for him to speak.