delayed Mason’s nap because I wanted to hold him a little longer. I didn’t want to leave him but I couldn’t allow myself to fall in love with a man who wanted a future I couldn’t give him. It wasn’t fair to any of us. I hadn’t been here that long. We would all recover from this quickly. “You have a second?” I pushed open his ajar study door wishing I had another alternative. “Sure.” He looked up from his computer screen. “You’ve been so quiet today.” “Mason and I hung out upstairs most of the morning folding laundry and changing sheets.” “You’re a super woman.” He got up and walked around, leaning against his desk. “I don’t know how you do it.” “I like doing it.” That was why what I was about to do was going to be so hard. “I really like being here.” “We really like having you here.” He reached for my hand, but I moved back. “I, umm...” How should I say this? “Sorry.” The shock on his face was evident. “I didn’t mean to...” “It’s not you.” “What?” “I can’t stay here.” “You just said you like being here.” “I thought I could do this, but I can’t. Please, I’m really sorry, but you need to find a replacement for me.” I pushed back the lump forming in my throat, but I wasn’t sure how long I could hold off the vomit churning in my stomach. “I can give you a week to find someone.” “I don’t want someone else.” He took my hand, but this time he tugged me to him not allowing me to get away. “I want you.” “I can’t,” I whispered, looking away from his stunning blue eyes. “Is this because of the way I acted last night?” He tightened his hold on me. “I was out of line. If you’re uncomfortable with a physical relationship I’ll stop it. I won’t do anything offensive.” I like when you’re offensive. “That’s not the issue.” “Then what is?” He sat on the edge of his desk, guiding me between his solid thighs. It was so easy to be close to him. “Do you want more money? That’s not a problem. You do so much I should be paying you more. We can renegotiate. Whatever you want I’ll give you.” “It’s not the money. I would do this for free.” “Then what’s the fucking problem?” The frustration in his voice startled me. Before I could stop it the tears welled in the corners of my eyes and streamed down my face. I moved away from him and turned so he couldn’t see me. “Oh, Jesus.” He rubbed my shoulders. “I didn’t mean to make you cry. There’s been so much stress with this New York deal this morning, but that’s no excuse. Please, don’t cry. I won’t be an asshole.” “You have to let me go.” “You don’t know me that well.” He spun me to face him. “I don’t let a good thing go. I’m very persistent and determined so unless you can give me a real solid reason why you don’t want to be here anymore, and that would be like you need a new kidney or something, than I’m not letting you leave.” “When I agreed to this I was just supposed to be your nanny.” “So I did offend you. I can’t believe I’m about to say this but I’ll put my son before a relationship with you. I’ve never walked away from a pretty face.” He smirked at me. “Mason changed everything for me. He needs you and in turn, I need you, so if you’re not interested in a relationship with me I’ll back off. It’s more important I have you in my life for him.” I could have left it right there. He was being so noble. He agreed to back of physically but that wasn’t what I wanted. I’d still be in his house and we’d still continue to grow close to one another. If he was already developing feelings for me how would he turn them off? How would I stop falling for him? “I have to be honest with you.” I wiped my eyes. “I heard you on the phone last night.” “And?” He pondered for a few seconds. “Oh? Look, Caden and I talk sex all the time. I know