I was getting much too attached to the cute, button-nosed little girl, and I knew that spelled trouble for me in the long run, especially if I screwed things up with Gavin.
I need to talk to Margo and Ginger.
But, they wouldn’t be accessible until after we got back to the city.
I needed reassurance that what I was feeling wasn’t wrong. And if it was wrong, I needed my two best friends' advice to help me navigate these treacherous high seas. Things didn’t feel wrong between myself and Gavin, even though it felt weird to be fucking around with the man who had just hired me to be his nanny.
Did that make things wrong between us completely? Or were my insecurities getting in the way?
I really should’ve told the girls about this when we were on the phone last time.
I mean, things couldn’t go on like this, right? Things couldn’t just be happily ever after, then end. Right?
“Eva?”
Asia’s voice pulled me from my day dreams. “Yes, honey?”
“You wanna have a sleepover when we get home?”
I smiled. “I’d love to have a sleepover. Wanna sleep in your bed or mine?”
“We can do mine. I have a canopy, so we can sleep like princesses.”
“Oh, I like that idea a lot. Do princesses get snacks?”
Gavin cleared his throat. “Not in bed, they don’t.”
Asia giggled. “But we can have snacksbeforebed. That’s good, too.”
“What if we had the sleepover in my bed and had snacks there? Surely, Daddy doesn’t control what happens in my room.”
I felt Gavin’s eyes on me. “Wanna bet?”
My eyes met his. “Sure. What’s the wager?”
I tried to keep my smile buried, but when he smiled at me, I couldn’t take it. The damn thing spread across my face like wildfire, and soon we were all laughing and talking about these massive sleepover plans that snowballed out of control. We went from sleeping in my bed and having snacks to sleeping in the guesthouse, having seven different friends, and staying up all night to eat twelve different kinds of sugar-laced snacks.
“I think this is a good plan,” Asia said.
I tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. “Daddy and I will talk about it, then let you know. How does that sound?”
She leaned close to me and whispered again, “Don’t let him win. He always wins, but I think you can take him.”
I peeked over at Gavin. “Me, too.”
He smirked. “Wanna bet?”
I giggled. “Sure, what’s the wager again?”
I got so wrapped up in the heart-warming conversation Asia and I were having that I didn’t realize Gavin had finished and gotten up from the table. It wasn’t until I looked over at him to get his opinion on something that I saw he wasn’t even sitting there any longer.
“Don’t worry, he does that a lot,” Asia said.
I nodded mindlessly. “Right. Uh, Asia?”
“Yeah?”
“Can you do me a favor?”
