35| Profession

I sighed, leaning on my work desk as I entered my office. I can hear Theodore’s footsteps as he approaches the room, almost excitedly. I put my head in my hand and pinched my temple, knowing what was coming already.

“You fell for the nanny?” Was the first thing he blurted the moment he barged into my office.

“My God,” I muttered under my breath.

He scoffs unbelievably.

“Wow, I can’t believe – I just cannot believe it. You fucking made it clear that no one should get attached, it was only a six-month contract, and she has to focus on the kids! The way I see it, you’ve stolen all the attention.” He yaps, dumping all the paper bags on the sofa. “I knew this was going to bloody happen, I knew there was something up when you hired this one after one interview. I should’ve known you were damn whipped, I mean, who wouldn’t be right?”

“Theodore shut up,” I tell him, lifting my head from my hand and folding my arms across my chest. He keeps quiet for a second, but then a stupid smile breaks ou