When the water fills the tub a few inches, I lower Mia down and begin to bathe her. She’s still in a playful mood and splashes some water at me. I immediately regret wearing a white shirt today, but other than that, it’s fine. Her good spirits lift my own, and I encourage her to keep splashing, ev
Neil Neil hates arguing with Chloe, but she is being insufferable and purposefully difficult. Sometimes he’s certain that she needles him on purpose, just to get a rise out of him. Worse, he hates that this time, she might have some merit to her arguments. Maybe his childhood wasn’t the healthie
His pants are suddenly much tighter. His hands twitch, eager to touch. His mouth salivates with the sudden urge to taste. He startles. Why is he thinking this way – over the nanny? Yet he can’t deny his body’s reaction. His dick is rapidly hardening in his pants. He wants to rip that shirt off o
Mia and my laughter seems to have broken some of the tension between Neil and me. He still seems a bit off, like he’s distracted and maybe uncomfortable, but he’s not as angry anymore. That feels like a win. He passes Mia back to me. I finish toweling her off, then set her down on the changing tab
“Any weakness that Mia exhibits will be a reflection on all of us,” Neil says. “But mostly me.” I can see now, the pressure he’s under. It doesn’t change anything, but I can at least see it. “I hope you understand.” “I don’t really, not exactly. But thank you for telling me.” I sigh. “I want t
That night, I’m heading to the kitchen to prepare Mia’s late night meal. She hasn’t woken up yet, I’m holding her baby monitor. But I expect her fussing at any moment. This, at least, is generally predictable and something Neil and I added to our schedule. Which is part of the reason I’m surprised
Later, I go to the bank and take out the money Tide needs. I want to save Tide, but I’m also pissed at the brothers. To hell with what they think. I’m going to do what I think is right, forget the consequences. I head to class and afterwards, pull Tide aside to give him the money. It’s in a thick
Neil walks around me to approach Tide. He doesn’t ask, doesn’t say a word. He simply rips the envelope from Tide’s hands and gives it back to me. Tide whimpers in response. That pathetic little noise seems to be what finally triggers Neil’s voice. “You are the lowest kind of low. Here you are te