Secret Daddy by Kira Blakely

Author:Kira Blakely [Blakely, Kira]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: AG Media, LLC
Published: 2017-12-08T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Brayden

Cleaning up took all day, and I was as tired as if I’d done the physical work myself. At least things were back to normal and Meghan and Mrs. Sims could return whenever they were ready.

I looked around for Harper, but couldn’t spot her. I was filthy and sweaty, so I headed off to my room to shower. I knew Harper hadn’t gotten much sleep either and figured she’d gone to take a nap at the cottage. I felt the urge to follow her there, but resisted. I stunk like a skunk, and I imagined she wouldn’t be terribly happy with being disturbed regardless.

My bedroom, just like all my resort rooms, had been restored to perfection. The bed was crisply made, its white sheets tucked and folded back exactly the way I liked them. I looked forward to having a short nap myself and dropped my clothes where I was standing before turning on the shower. The water felt great and I turned the temp up hot and let it pelt down on my shoulders. After the shower, I filled the whirlpool tub and let the jets massage my back and upper arms. I wanted to be really relaxed for my evening with Harper.

I toweled dry and walked naked into the bedroom. I stopped short. Evidently one of the crews had left a worker behind because she was dusting my furniture. Her back was to me so I had a chance to back up quickly into the bathroom and grab a towel to put around my waist. I re-entered the bedroom and she was still there, bent low and wiping the top of the cold air returns. She was wearing the blue outfit that identified the crew, including the cap that protected her hair. She turned slightly and I could see she was wearing earbuds, which I assumed were connected to a phone or other music player in her pocket.

“Hello?” I tried to get her attention. I didn’t want to touch her first because I knew it would startle her and make her jump. “Hello,” I tried again, but she was swinging her hips to the music and apparently didn’t hear me. I stood there, assuming she would eventually turn and see me. Instead, she went into dance moves with her hips thrust backward toward me. Her ass was wonderful. It filled out the uniform and left little to the imagination. I wondered, with some guilt, how long Harper would be asleep. I wasn’t the least bit interested in the woman, but any man who doesn’t respond to swinging hips has something out of whack.

I leaned against the bathroom doorway and watched her dance; a mesmerizing combination of swaying hips and ballerina gestures with her long arms. They arched gracefully over her cap, the fingers beckoning to either side. Slowly, her shoulders rotated with her arms. They sped up and shook in an alluring way and then she dipped low from side to side, her long arms swinging even more widely.

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