Those Three Words: A Single Dad, Billionaire Boss Romance(58)

He reaches out and brushes my hair away from my face. “What exactly are you asking, Margot?”

“I dunno—nothing really.” I shrug and lean in and kiss him, hoping we can forget this entire conversation.

A few moments later he’s inside me and we’ve both forgotten all about it.





“Did you sleep well?” I ask Eleanor as I pull her dress over her head.

“Uh-huh. I had a dream I was a unicorn.” Her eyes are huge as she pretends her hand is a horn on top of her head. “And, and I had pony friends.”

I laugh as she tells me about the magical land of ponies and unicorns from her dreams.

“That sounds wonderful.”

I help her with her socks and shoes, and we pack her bag for her pre-K class. Once a week she attends an extremely fancy and exclusive pre-K class in the city. It’s a drive but it’s a full day from nine to four. I’ve never even heard of a pre-K program this exclusive. I’m pretty sure the tuition costs more per year than an average home in the suburbs.

But Eleanor loves it. They have equestrian days, which are her favorite, etiquette lessons, tea time every day because why not, and of course different language courses.

We finish getting ready and head downstairs to where Graham is waiting to tell her goodbye.





“Good morning, Miss Eleanor.” Miss Grace Tillmore smiles as Grace runs into her classroom. “Hi, Margot, how are you?” She’s a genuine and sweet woman and since learning about my music education background, she’s been trying to get me in the door to teach at La Crème Academy.

“Hi, Grace. I’m good. How are you?”

“Oh, busy as usual. You have a minute?” she asks, ushering me out into the hall. “I spoke with Dean Woods and he is very interested in speaking with you about heading up the music program here.” She’s giddy with excitement.

“Oh, wow.” I place my hand over my chest in genuine shock. “Heading up the department? I thought it was just about a teaching position?” Suddenly I’m worried about how I would be able to head up a department and be a nanny—the reality is I can’t.

When she first propositioned me about teaching music, it was a part-time position that I could do on the days that Eleanor had class. It would have worked out perfectly. But this, this is a whole new job and I’m not sure I’m ready to walk away from being Eleanor’s nanny quite yet… I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready for that.

“Just think about it. It wouldn’t be until next school year anyway so you have time.” She squeezes my hand before ducking back into the classroom to lead the class in their morning song.

I decide to walk over to the coffee shop Hank and I hung out at previously. It’s only a few blocks away and I need to clear my head. Music has always been my passion, my life. I’m twenty-six and I only had less than five years actually teaching. I’m not ready to say goodbye to that career yet. But where does that leave me with Eleanor… and Graham? If I left, would that be the end?

I step inside the coffee shop, my head down as I walk to the counter.

“Margot?” I spin around to see Hank waving at me from a small table in the corner. I wave back, signaling I’ll be over in a minute, then I place my order.

“Hey, what are the odds. You just live here now or…?” I joke, pulling out the chair and taking a seat across from him.

“Nah. I don’t have to be at my first class until eleven a.m. so today is my easy-slash-lazy morning day. How are you? How are things since…?” He trails off and I know he means since the night we hung out. “Sorry I haven’t really been in touch since then. I, uh, I didn’t want to cause any issues.”

“Issues? What do you mean?” I scrunch up my face as they call my name for my coffee. I go grab it and return to the table, taking a long, slow sip.

“Well, your—boss?” he says questioningly. “He kind of threatened me, chased me out. He clearly didn’t want me around you.”

“Wait. I was pretty tipsy, but I wasn’t that drunk. I—” I stumble over my words. I’m confused and a little angry. “He threatened you?”

He shrugs. “Yeah, nothing crazy, just that I had no business letting you get that drunk. I think he thought I was trying to get with you.”

“Oh my God.” I reach across the table. “I’m so sorry. I had no idea what he said.”

“So you two then?”

I nod slowly. “Yeah. Wasn’t supposed to happen, certainly wasn’t planning on it, but yeah, we, uh, slept together.”

He laughs and shakes his head. “Hey, as long as it’s consensual and he’s not being a dick, I’m happy for you.”

“Thanks.” I blush. “I’m not reading into it. It’s just some stupid if not irresponsible fun. Getting involved with your boss isn’t exactly what I thought I’d be doing with my life.” I take another sip of coffee. “How are things with you and Shelly?” I haven’t spoken to him since the conversation I had with her at the house where she confessed her love for him. I knew I told him I’d keep him in the loop, but that’s a confession that needs to come from her.

“Good.” He nods, hiding a smile before he chuckles. “Great. Amazing. Can’t get enough,” he says with a full-blown smile. “We’re official now, a couple.”