The Nanny Rules by Melynda Price

Author:Melynda Price [Price, Melynda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Category Romance, Sports Romance, Romantic Comedy, Sexy Romance, Cleveland, Popular Romance, Melynda Price, Angst Romance, Nanny, Urban Fiction, Sexual Tension, Wealthy hero, Off limits, Coming of Age Fiction, Forbidden Romance, Two-Hour Romance Short Reads, Series Romance, Widower, Contemporary American Romance, Romantic Erotica, entangled publishing, Suburbs, Ohio, Football, contemporary romance, Contemporary American Fiction, Quarterback, Brazen, Rom Com
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-08-12T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Brody

I wake to an empty bed and lift my head, glancing at the alarm clock then flopping back onto the pillow. The movement stirs the air with Amelia’s lavender scent, making my morning wood impossibly harder. I’ve got to be at the airport in three hours, and all I want to do is haul that woman back into my bed.

I love football, don’t get me wrong, but I’m well into the season, and keeping up this pace is grueling. The training, the practice, the traveling, the games—it’s difficult shifting that into the top priority spot in my life when there are so many other things—other people—I’d rather have there.

I hit the shower, and after a quick soap and rinse, I throw an overnight bag together and head downstairs. If I hurry, I can still have some time with Lily and Amelia before I need to leave.

“Hey, Lily pad,” I call when I spot her sitting on the sofa. Heading over, I drop a kiss on the top of her head and take a deep breath, getting my strawberry fix.

“Daddy, look, you’re on TV.” Lily’s little finger points to the screen as I glance up to catch the highlight reels of last week’s game. Two sports anchors are shooting the shit like they always do, giving the play-by-play rundown.

“Why are you watching Extreme Sports Network?” Amelia knows I don’t want her watching this.

“I turned the TV on and saw you.”

I haven’t seen the footage from last Sunday, and wince at the replay of Butler sacking me. That fucking hurt. I watch as I fly into the air, ass over tea kettle, and hit the ground. Hard. Butler piles on top of me and the footage cuts to the stellar catch Penner makes, winning the game. I glance around for the remote to turn the channel when they flash another reel up on the screen.

Shit.

“Lily, where’s the remote?”

“Daddy, I’m on TV!” Lily starts bouncing on the couch, pointing excitedly. “And there’s Mia.”

“Yeah, I see her.” And so does every other sports fan across the United States. The clip shows Lily in my arms, but my gaze is fixed on Amelia. The footage catches me snagging the hem of her jersey and tugging her toward me. She smiles and casts a nervous glance to the camera, like we’ve got something to hide, and that’s all it will take for the rumors to start. “Lily, where is the remote?” I ask again, searching the couch so I can shut this shit off.

“And who is this mystery woman? That’s the burning question on the minds of sports fans.”

I glance up at the TV and scrub my hand over the back of my neck. I work hard to keep my private life private. Last year those fuckers dragged my name through the mud, talking about Stella and rehashing the accident over and over.

There were a lot of pissed off fans who blamed me for the Brown’s loss last year. I stand behind my decision to step away and focus on Lily.

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