CHAPTER 4
Veronica returned quietly to the den, escaping notice as Frank and the girls played their game. She was content to watch them play, and when they had worn themselves out she helped Frank get them up to their rooms. Veronica made sure that extraneous toys were picked up off the ground.
When there was nothing else to keep her occupied, the only thing left for her to do was face Frank, who lingered in the upstairs open area.
“Hey,” Frank said softly.
“Hey,” Veronica replied.
Another long silence passed, and Veronica looked at the front pocket of Frank’s shirt.
“Hey,” Frank said again, more softly, and placed his fingers under her chin to lift her face so that she was looking him in the eye. Veronica looked there and saw a mixture of emotions swirling.
“Was that Calvin?” he asked her. Veronica frowned a little.
“Yes,” Veronica answered, her voice soft. Frank let out a sigh, and clenched his jaw.
“How is he doing?” Frank asked, and Veronica felt a familiar pang of guilt, now because she felt like she was being deceitful to Frank. This was all incredibly confusing and foreign to her.
“I don’t want to talk about Calvin,” Veronica said plainly. Frank blinked and drew back a little.
“Okay,” he said softly, and Veronica sighed.
“Sorry,” she said. “I didn’t mean to sound angry.
“No, no I understand,” Frank nodded. “It’s your business of course.”
Veronica nodded. They stood in silence for a moment.
“How are you?” Frank asked. “You’ve seemed a little off today.”
Veronica let out a soft laugh. That was the understatement of the year.
“Yeah I’m just trying to wrap my head around all this,” Veronica said, and Frank seemed to relax a little.
“Oh,” he said, looking around at their surroundings. “Yeah, I know it’s lot to have to get used to, but don’t worry, you’ll adjust to it.”
“I’m not talking about the house,” Veronica said, all her emotions coming to the surface. “And I’m not talking about the job.”
Frank frowned a little, pressing his lips together.
“Then what are you talking about?” he asked, his brows knitting together.
Veronica scoffed and rolled her eyes, irritation and stress coming to the forefront of her emotional struggle.
“What am I talking about?” she returned. “Oh I don’t know, the fact that I’m sleeping around with my boss and I have a boyfriend!”
Frank’s scowl dissipated into a look of concern. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but Veronica held up her hand to stop him.
“Look, I get it,” Veronica said. “I know I’m grown and I can make my own decisions, but I really think you are a major contributor to this as well.”
Veronica finished with a huff, and spun around, unable to look at him. She felt tears gathering in her eyes and she swiped at them with her hand.
“Veronica, I’m sorry,” Frank said from behind her, and she was more than a little shocked to hear him apologize. Slowly, she turned back to face him.
“I know what we did was inappropriate,” he said, his voice soft. “Not only was it inappropriate, it was premature, as we’ve only even known each other for a couple of days.”
Veronica said nothing, and merely looked back at him, sensing that he was nowhere near done saying what was on his mind.
“When I first met you in that interview, I knew you were the person I wanted to be responsible for taking care of my daughters when I am not around,” Frank started off. “You seemed so cool and collected, and experienced, and I knew that two little girls would be nothing for you to handle. After talking with you for a little while, there was little doubt in my mind that you were the one for the job.”
Veronica took in all that he said. She was flattered with all that, but she knew this was just a lead in for whatever else he was going to say.
“And even then,” Frank said. “I… I felt something else, too.”
Veronica’s eyes widened a little.
“It was like this… electric connection,” Frank said. “I was instantly attracted to you, just from the way you look. And then when you talked I was just drawn in even more. I knew there was something there, and I couldn’t help but want to explore it.”
Veronica knew very well what he was talking about. She had experienced all these things when they first met as well. Unfortunately, none of that excused the way she had conducted herself with him.
“Honestly, I should have just taken you out for coffee instead of offering you a job,” Frank said. “I should have known that having you living here would be too much for me to ignore. By the way, I didn’t just make all that up about you living here. All the nannies I’ve ever hired have lived here under my roof.”
Veronica was actually a little relieved to hear that. She had actually been wondering if he had not just made up that situation for her in particular.
“But when I saw you here, taking care of my girls,” Frank shook his head. “I really felt something. And every time I looked up at you, you were looking back at me and… I don’t know. I just felt alive.”
Veronica couldn’t help but feel her stomach flutter at those words, and she felt her expression soften. Frank must have seen it as well, because he began to move closer to her. He raised his hands to brush his fingertips along her cheeks. Her breath caught a little as he brushed his thumb along her bottom lip.
“I shouldn’t have gotten so carried away,” he said, his voice growing lower and more husky. “I’m sorry.”
Veronica let out a shaking breath. Her heart pounded, and she didn’t quite know how to react to all this. She could certainly not deny, though, the throbbing ache that had wound its way between her legs.
Veronica said nothing, but she softly kissed the pad of Franks thumb as it hovered near her mouth. Franks’ eyes darkened as she did so, and he pressed his thumb against her lips. Almost instinctively, Veronica opened her mouth further and took it into her mouth, lightly sucking on it.
Frank’s eyes widened with a predatory look, and she heard him growl deep in his throat. Veronica gasped softly as he suddenly pulled her close, pressing her against his body. Veronica whimpered softly as she felt his hardness pressing against her abdomen.
“I won’t lie Veronica,” Frank leaned down and whispered harshly into her ear. “I want you.”
Veronica let out a shaky breath. She tightly gripped his shirt and buried her face in his chest. She felt his hands move to her hips and began to trace up under her shirt. She sighed as goose bumps ran up along her skin. She looked up into Frank’s eyes, and she knew that she would give in.
Looking around though, she realized that they couldn’t very well do this here in the open. What if one of the girls woke up? That would certainly take a lot of explaining.
“My room,” Veronica said simply. Frank blinked down at her, seemed to have been taken of guard.
“Are you serious?” he asked her, his voice sounding both excited and disbelieving.
Veronica simply nodded and stepped back from him, heading down the hallway to her room. She couldn’t hear him moving, but she could feel his eyes on her as she led him into her room.
Frank stepped in and Veronica shut the door behind him, making sure it was locked. Then, she turned to find Frank already taking off his shirt. Veronica’s throat tightened as his muscled torso was revealed to her, and she felt a wetness forming between her legs. Without hesitation, she began divesting herself of her clothes as well.
Gradually, and slowly enough that it was tantalizing and torturous at the same time, the two stripped until they were standing in front of each other, naked. Veronica’s eyes locked onto his erection, and she nearly drooled when he started to slowly stroke it in front of her.
Veronica watched him for a long while. She finally tore her eyes away from his manhood long enough to look him in the eyes, and the look of lust and desire in them made her knees weak.
Veronica inched closer to him, and when she was standing directly in front of him, she lowered herself to her knees. She looked up and made sure her eyes were locked on Frank as she took his tip in her mouth, and then took him into her mouth.