I didn't run back to my bedroom, but it was close. I stepped in my shower and set it to lukewarm, but then down to cold. Getting hard watching your charge eat a croissant was messed up. I had to stay professional. I was supposed to be his companion, keeping him from going back to drinking and drugs, not nearly cumming in my shorts at the sight and sounds of him enjoying a cream cheese croissant! Though if he sounded like that while eating, what did he sound like during sex? And I set the shower even colder.
Fully in control of myself, and cold, I dressed and walked back to the kitchen. I was still hungry. The chef had all the stove burners and two ovens occupied. That left the microwave, unless there was some ready-made breakfast food in the fridge. I looked in at the new stack of prepared meals on the shelves. That chef was fast. I almost wanted to ask him what he’d made, but remembering his behavior earlier, I left him alone.
I closed the fridge and looked in the cabinets. Maybe there was cereal or oatmeal I could eat. I wasn't touching those croissants with a ten foot pole. I'd get hard just thinking about Seth eating one. I needed to keep this job, get a good referral to the temp agency, and get another job after this. I had to do this well.
Nothing in any of the cabinets on this side of the kitchen. I pulled open a narrow door and found the jackpot, Apple Jacks! I hadn't eaten these since college. Thankfully Seth wasn't in the dining room anymore, as I didn't think I could eat in the same room with him after his moaning enjoyment of that croissant earlier.
Last night in the jacuzzi seemed like a dream because today it was obvious Seth was keeping a distance between us. Not that we had anything resembling a relationship, but he didn't tease or try to antagonize me. Nothing. I realized I felt sad about it when I caught myself staring through the living room windows to him floating in the pool.
I ran my hands through my hair. I was bored, and I didn't know what to do with myself. I had the details of the door codes thanks to the Suit's secretary, so I could leave and take a walk down the street if I wanted to. I certainly didn't want to do that long walk along the fence again. At least not during the day. And not without a backpack full of water.
I turned around and sighed. I was bored nearly to tears. And I had to admit the pain of having Seth pull back was part of my melancholy, otherwise I'd be out in the pool trying to talk to him. I was mad at myself for getting my hopes up. Could I go for a walk without him? That wouldn't be keeping an eye on him, though. This job sucked. I knew I was more mad at Seth than I was at the job, but I decided I could be pissy about anything I wanted to be.
I opened the patio door and yelled out that I was leaving on a walk. Seth turned his head and raised his arms. I didn't want to go out there and talk to him, but he didn't hear what I said. Or that shrug meant he didn't care. I tried to focus on the pool as I walked closer. No sense staring at the gorgeous man when there couldn't be anything happening. "I'm going to take a walk through the development."
"Aren't you supposed to be my nanny? How can you be my nanny if you run off?" He was purposely trying to make me mad, but it had the opposite effect. I was relieved and happy that he was treating me like he had before. And then I was mad at myself for lapping that up like a dog starved for affection from its owner. I'd kick myself if I could. I took a deep breath, so I didn't yell back. I needed this job and a good review back to the temp agency.
"I'm taking a walk through the subdivision. If you go, I can keep an eye on you. Otherwise I think you'll be fine in the pool while I'm on the walk." He angled his head and I could feel him studying me. I braced myself for what he'd say next. Then I realized I didn't need to stick around; I told him where I was going already. I turned around and walked back to the house.
"Hey! Wait up! I want to go." I heard splashing and turned around to see Seth making powerful strokes in the water as he swam to the edge of the pool, lifted himself out, and shook the water out of his hair. This was exactly what I had been longing to see. He was naked except for his wet trunks stuck to his body, outlining his muscled legs and package. Water ran down his chest, arms, and long legs. He was what my dream man had looked like every time I jacked off before I’d even met Seth. I was so screwed.
He turned to face me with a smile and again a shock zipped down my chest to my groin. Did he know the effect he had on people? If he did, why didn't he smile more? Maybe he didn't realize it rendered me speechless and so in lust that I had brain fog. If he told me to get on my knees right there, I'd do it in a heartbeat without thinking. I swallowed the drool that had collected in my mouth and mentally tried to kick myself into booting my brain back up. I couldn't stop running my eyes over his body. No matter how many times I saw him coming out of the pool, it would probably still affect me like it always had.
I followed water running off his long hair onto his right shoulder, down over his collarbone, over his pecs, around his nipple, down the muscles of his abs, then run along the top of his trunks—
"Hey, eyes up here!"
I looked up, embarrassed that I’d been caught ogling his body. But really, who could blame me? Except I could, I was supposed to be a professional, not eye fucking the guy I was keeping an eye on. I felt my cheeks heat up and realized I was blushing again. I hadn't blushed so much since I was in middle school. This was embarrassing. And on so many levels.
"Yes? Did you need something?" He smirked and then laughed. Again, the flash of that smile had stunned. He should really laugh more often too. There was nothing like laughter to take a gorgeous man and turn him into an un-fucking believable gorgeous God. I really needed to get control of myself. I needed to leave and go for a long walk before I embarrassed myself even further.
I turned, but Seth grabbed my arm and stopped me. Shocking tingles ran to my groin from where he held my arm. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. I had to get control of myself. I was hot for Seth and I was sure he knew it. If he was the asshole I knew he could be, my time being his nanny was going to be absolute hell.
"You must not have heard me... what with your attention seeming to be elsewhere." I cringed and refused to turn around to face him. I didn't want to see the mocking look on his face, knowing that I was attracted to him but he could care less. I thought back to last night when he’d looked at me in the hot tub with what I thought was heat in his eyes. Of course I could've been completely wrong and he had an eyelash in his eye or something. And here I thought this was going to be an easy job. I shook my head. What a naïve fool I’d been.
"Let me get dried off and changed and then I'll walk with you. It'll be nice to get out and see some different scenery." He walked past me without brushing against me, for which I was both thankful and unhappy, and walked into the house. I let him walk out of the living room before I started towards the patio door.
God, that was embarrassing. I hope he didn't have to call the record label and give a report of how I was doing. He probably wouldn't mention how fascinated I’d been at his wet, half-naked body. Hell, he probably got that all the time. This was probably nothing to him. Spirits buoyed and yet saddened by that same thought, I walked out to the front driveway and waited for him.