The Billionaire's Nanny
she squealed.
"Lower your voice, he's not that far." Lucas was still on his phone, his attention undivided, and he only released his arms, to adjust his baseball hat. He looked almost casual in the blue jean and white t-shirt that did nothing to hide his trim perfectly muscled body.
"I bet angels get jealous when they look at him because..."
"he's an asshole." I completed.
"A sexy asshole, yeah."
"Why don't we make an exchange, I take your boss, and you take mine," I wiggled my brows ruefully.
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