Free Bedding the Babysitter by Sam Crescent Page B

Would you like me to cook dinner?”
    “I’ve not fed them yet. I’ve got to head out. I don’t
want to be late.”
    “This must be one hell of a client,” she said.
    “He is. Well, he’s something all right. He pays a lot
for private sessions, and he doesn’t like to be watched when he’s working out.”
    She walked into the kitchen. Nothing had changed since
she was last there a couple of years ago. She had seen Jon and the kids around
town when she was home, but it wasn’t the same.
    “I can feed them. They’ve got homework, right.” Elise
turned around to see him staring at her. “Is something wrong?”
    “What?”
    “You’re staring. Do I have something down me?” She
glanced at her shirt, and then wiped her face. She’d not drooled or anything.
    He was worth drooling over. “No, nothing. Sorry. It
has been a while, Elise. You’re looking really good.”
    Her cheeks heated. “I’m still the same person. Not a
lot has changed.”
    “No gym visits?”
    “None. I told you, I don’t exercise. It’s what devil
worshipers do.” She tried to make a joke, a little unnerved by his attention.
    “There’s just something a little different.”
    “I’m older. I’m not a teenager anymore.” She gave a
little twirl then felt like an idiot after doing it. Jon could have any woman
he wanted. She was not in his league.
    “You’re beautiful, Elise. You always were.”
    Silence fell between them, and she looked down at her
bag, which she’d placed on a chair. “ Erm , I’ll feed
the twins and finish their homework if you want to head out.”
    “You’re happy to do that?”
    “Yeah. More than happy.”
    “Okay. I’ll go.”
    He paused, and she wondered what was making him
hesitate.
    Biting her lip, she watched him gather his stuff. She
followed him into the sitting room, where he kissed his kids on the head, and
then headed out.
    The sound of the door closing finally gave her the
chance to breathe. Phew, that’s done.
    She hoped he never found out about her crush. It was
so embarrassing, having a crush on someone who was not only older than you, but
would also never look your way.
    Walking back into the sitting room, she knelt down
between the twins, and helped them with their homework, putting her thoughts of
Jon to the back of her mind.

Chapter Two
     
    Three hours later, Jon sat outside of his house,
wondering what the hell had come over him. Tonight had been one of the worst
nights of his life with trying to help his client, an overweight businessman,
lose weight. The man was rich beyond his wildest dreams, and usually, Jon
refused to do one-on-one training, but being offered thousands of dollars for
training, he just couldn’t say no. George and Alicia were growing up fast, and
even though he’d started a college fund for them, it would only help cover the
first year.
    They had to work hard in school, and he would help
with college. They were only eight years old, but he wanted them to have the
best of all worlds.
    His wife may have left him with them, but he’d do
anything for them. His wife, Bethany, had been a first class bitch. She was one
of the women he’d fucked while he’d been training her. When he was young, he’d been
a fucking asshole, and he suffered for it. Bethany had used him, gotten what
she wanted, and dumped him.
    She had thought she wanted to be a personal trainer’s
wife, but when she saw his modest living, she moved on to bigger and better
things.
    After his experience with his ex, he’d been hesitant
to start anything up with anyone. He didn’t trust women, apart from his
daughter, and of course Elise. They were only after one thing, and since having
kids, he had no choice but to grow up.
    He still couldn’t believe that he had his ass handed
to him by a teenage girl outside a supermarket, several years ago.
    Elise had been a chubby little teenager, but she’d
been a lifesaver to him.
    Glancing up at his house, he couldn’t help the sudden
stirring of his