Babysitting My Boss's Son
Madison Holt starts a new summer job at Miami's most luxurious neighborhood: Star Hill Palace. But what happens when her boss's 21-year-old husband starts hitting on her behind his wife's back? Is he just joking around or is he not really who he claims to be?
He turns to my direction, carefully staring at me for a second. He suddenly frowns, "Who are you?" He ends up asking.
Shit, I haven't introduced myself, "I'm Madison, Jack's new babysitter," we shake hands, "I knew your wife was struggling with finding a new one and I thought I could help, and well, here I am," I nervously smile.
He half smiles, "Jack's not an easy boy to deal with," he warns me. So he really is her husband, I can't believe it.
I try to smile, showing confidence even though that's something I'm lacking right now, "I've got plenty of practice," I tell him, "I used to babysit in high school and kids really seem to like me," I inform.
"That's good to hear," he says in a monotone voice and starts walking to the stairs, chuckling for a moment and my eyes go directly to his direction, "My wife didn't mention you were such a babe," he winks at me and walks to the upper layer of the house.
I rapidly look down, breaking the eye contact with him and I then look around to see if there was someone listening.
My heart starts beating incredibly fast and I can feel my entire body heating up.
Was he hitting on me?