Free Bedding the Babysitter by Sam Crescent Page A

when she had to attend family
vacations.
    “They’re good kids. I’ve missed them.”
    Jon, George, and Alicia had been there for her high
school graduation. It had been sweet to see the family she’d come to love. Of
course, she’d been a little embarrassed by her crush on Jon Ross. He was
thirty-five years old, and would never look at a woman like her. She was
full-figured, enjoyed eating, and hated exercise.
    She had always been comfortable in her own skin, never
feeling the need to lose weight.
    Her mother sat down and stared at her. “You didn’t
bring any boys home.”
    “No.”
    “You’ve been in college, and there’s been no one?”
    “There have been some guys, but none of them I want to
see long term.”
    There had been one guy, and she didn’t want anything
else to do with him. He’d bragged to the whole of his fraternity about bagging
a virgin. Any attraction she’d had for him, which had been little, had
evaporated into thin air. It didn’t help that she had imagined him being Jon.
When she had opened her eyes seeing it wasn’t Jon had taken all the fun out of
the experience.
    “I worry about you.”
    “No need to worry, Mom. When I find a guy I like, you’ll
be the first to know.”
    “That’s always good.” She patted her arm, and Elise
smiled at her.
    Watching her mother walk away, she picked up her cell
phone, and flicked the screen up, pressing the photo app. She flicked through
the pictures, stopping on the file for the Ross family. Pressing the button to
open them, she looked at each one. There were loads of George and Alicia, a
couple of her, the twins, and Jon. Then there was a single one. It was the day
of her graduation, and she had removed her gown so she was wearing her black
celebratory dress. Jon had his arm on her hip, and as she looked at the photo,
she couldn’t help but remember the buzz of his hand on her body.
    If he’d been in school with her, he’d have been the
jock, never looking her way.
    Get a grip. He doesn’t want you.
    He’s older than you.
    Closing the file, she concentrated on the work in
front of her, and not the crush that had gotten her through high school.
    ****
    Friday night came too quickly, and Elise knocked on
his door. She didn’t know whether to call him Mr. Ross or Jon. Was it rude to
call him by his first name? He always asked her to, but her mother told her it
was rude.
    “Elise,” he said, opening the door.
    Before she got a word out, twin bodies ran into her.
She wasn’t prepared for it and tumbled onto her ass. Both bodies were on top of
her, stopping her from moving.
    “Elise, you came back.”
    She wrapped both of her arms around them. “Of course I
came back. I wasn’t going to leave you.”
    “You stopped babysitting us,” Alicia said.
    “I had to, honey. I’ve only been to college.” She
kissed the top of both of their heads, smiling. “I missed you guys as well.”
    “Come on, George, Alicia, get up,” Jon said. “You’re
going to crush her.”
    “There’s no chance of that happening.” Jon picked up
each kid, and she got to her feet, pushing her hair out of her eyes. “ Wow, that was fun.”
    “How was college?” George asked.
    “I’m not finished yet. How is school for you two?” she
asked.
    “I think you two should go in and finish your
homework.”
    The twins grumbled, and Elise laughed. “I take it
they’ve missed me.”
    “I never knew it was so hard to get a babysitter.” He
rubbed the back of his head, and his shirt lifted giving her a good view of his
rock hard abs.
    Her mouth went dry. “ Erm , I
never saw a problem, but my mom told me you had a problem finding people to
take care of them.”
    “I don’t know what the problem is. Every single
babysitter runs out on me, screaming, and telling me I have evil spawn.”
    Elise burst out laughing. “Yeah, right.” She looked at
what he was dressed in, and saw he wore workout clothes. “Can I come in?”
    “Sure, sure.”
    “Have they eaten?