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Maddie’s amazing lasagne glistened temptingly under cling wrap. Plus an assortment of other containers with tempting mini-meals she’d cooked up, stacked like neat rations for a small army. Another of her achievements. She’d helped them have a constructive, pleasant day. Organisation was clearly her forte.
Was Maddie an enchantress as well as a woman with knockout looks and the kind of smile that made him want to stride over and kiss those lips? A domestic goddess who managed to disprove his assumptions?
One thing was for certain, a faint feeling of guilt lingered at how much he’d resented her presence before.
Lyle felt his brows rise as he regarded the paper effigy of Maddie, as painted by his son before supper. It hung resplendent on the hallway wall and it did nothing to flatter Maddie’s assets – bug eyes, crazy stripy hair. Yet there was something there – tangible energy. Vital, alive, exciting.
Sexy, even in 2D format.
His temporary nanny had made a mark. One he liked. She fought her corner, but she also soothed, energised. As Marco had told him, she was special. She’d suffered in the past too.
There was a noise above and when Lyle looked to the head of the stairs, Maddie was descending. She’d seen him standing staring at the pictures Josh had painted of the three of them.
‘Just admiring Van Gogh’s masterpieces,’ he lied.
‘Better hang onto those. One day they could be worth a fortune.’ She smiled but it wasn’t the full blast Maddie he knew and rejoiced in. ‘I’m going to make a drink of bedtime milk. It’s my big weakness. Want one?’
‘No thanks. Help yourself to whatever you need. I’ve got a date with the accounts in my office.’
‘Don’t stay up all night, calculators are fickle creatures,’ she quipped.
He tried not to notice the hands’ width of bare midriff that flirted with his good sense as she passed by in casual yoga pants and a tight tiny T-shirt. It knocked his sense flat on its back and pummelled it for good measure.
As he watched in her wake the only figure he’d be struggling with was Maddie’s.
Lyle sighed and headed to his office. First day over without major incident: other than the ones he only admitted to himself.
The next day passed on super-fast speed. Maddie and Josh went to the local play park in the morning followed by craft in the playroom. Before she knew it, it was time for lunch then the nursery run. Then pick up, tea prep and without any further watch glancing the day had morphed into evening. She’d only started clearing away the dinner things when she heard Lyle’s keys in the front door.
The sound of his shoes on the tiles made her look up. Then she cursed herself as blood seemed to pump hard in both her heart and her brain simultaneously. Like fast-forwarding to the action scene in a gripping film without any preparation for the adrenaline rush.
‘Hi,’ Lyle said looking sexier than ever before.
His tie was loosened, collar undone. His crisp, expensive business suit did everything to make her tongue seize up, redundant. The slightly weary look and tired lines only added to his appeal. It gave her an urge to soothe him. To allow him to relax and unwind.
‘Everything okay?’ Lyle asked, throwing his keys on the dresser.
‘Fine. We’ve had great fun. Casserole ready when you are. You look tired.’ She ventured, ‘You do like casserole? I didn’t think to check.’
Lyle smiled and deposited his jacket on the chair back. ‘Love it. Though I need a very long appointment with the shower first.’ He rubbed behind his neck.
Argh. Not good to watch and notice these things so intently.
She itched to sway over and help loosen the muscle cord knots. To pull that discreetly striped silk tie and tug. To feel his firm chest flush against her breasts and give in to the longings that thrummed like a battery fresh from a charge.
Her voice was husky when it came and her eyes darted away. ‘Go, shower.’
Her brain immediately
Was Maddie an enchantress as well as a woman with knockout looks and the kind of smile that made him want to stride over and kiss those lips? A domestic goddess who managed to disprove his assumptions?
One thing was for certain, a faint feeling of guilt lingered at how much he’d resented her presence before.
Lyle felt his brows rise as he regarded the paper effigy of Maddie, as painted by his son before supper. It hung resplendent on the hallway wall and it did nothing to flatter Maddie’s assets – bug eyes, crazy stripy hair. Yet there was something there – tangible energy. Vital, alive, exciting.
Sexy, even in 2D format.
His temporary nanny had made a mark. One he liked. She fought her corner, but she also soothed, energised. As Marco had told him, she was special. She’d suffered in the past too.
There was a noise above and when Lyle looked to the head of the stairs, Maddie was descending. She’d seen him standing staring at the pictures Josh had painted of the three of them.
‘Just admiring Van Gogh’s masterpieces,’ he lied.
‘Better hang onto those. One day they could be worth a fortune.’ She smiled but it wasn’t the full blast Maddie he knew and rejoiced in. ‘I’m going to make a drink of bedtime milk. It’s my big weakness. Want one?’
‘No thanks. Help yourself to whatever you need. I’ve got a date with the accounts in my office.’
‘Don’t stay up all night, calculators are fickle creatures,’ she quipped.
He tried not to notice the hands’ width of bare midriff that flirted with his good sense as she passed by in casual yoga pants and a tight tiny T-shirt. It knocked his sense flat on its back and pummelled it for good measure.
As he watched in her wake the only figure he’d be struggling with was Maddie’s.
Lyle sighed and headed to his office. First day over without major incident: other than the ones he only admitted to himself.
The next day passed on super-fast speed. Maddie and Josh went to the local play park in the morning followed by craft in the playroom. Before she knew it, it was time for lunch then the nursery run. Then pick up, tea prep and without any further watch glancing the day had morphed into evening. She’d only started clearing away the dinner things when she heard Lyle’s keys in the front door.
The sound of his shoes on the tiles made her look up. Then she cursed herself as blood seemed to pump hard in both her heart and her brain simultaneously. Like fast-forwarding to the action scene in a gripping film without any preparation for the adrenaline rush.
‘Hi,’ Lyle said looking sexier than ever before.
His tie was loosened, collar undone. His crisp, expensive business suit did everything to make her tongue seize up, redundant. The slightly weary look and tired lines only added to his appeal. It gave her an urge to soothe him. To allow him to relax and unwind.
‘Everything okay?’ Lyle asked, throwing his keys on the dresser.
‘Fine. We’ve had great fun. Casserole ready when you are. You look tired.’ She ventured, ‘You do like casserole? I didn’t think to check.’
Lyle smiled and deposited his jacket on the chair back. ‘Love it. Though I need a very long appointment with the shower first.’ He rubbed behind his neck.
Argh. Not good to watch and notice these things so intently.
She itched to sway over and help loosen the muscle cord knots. To pull that discreetly striped silk tie and tug. To feel his firm chest flush against her breasts and give in to the longings that thrummed like a battery fresh from a charge.
Her voice was husky when it came and her eyes darted away. ‘Go, shower.’
Her brain immediately
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