Babysitting My Wife
Pulling a jacket over my shoulders and ruffling my hair so they appear as bed hair, I jogged down the stairs halting on the last step as I saw my mother already making her way to the door.
Since that was the nice opportunity to turn back and snuggle into my sheets, I made no sound but still, my mother could make out my presence behind her.
"Millie, Come here."
I didn't see who had already entered the door as I had my eyes down on the floor, grumbling for not being sneaky enough to slip out of her sight.
"I want you to meet your babysitter, Noah Hudson."
My head jerked up at the mention of his name and all I could think of that time who had a repulsive expression plastering his face.