Chapter Eight
JOHN
“f**k,” I whisper to myself as I walk to the bathroom and finish drying off. I should apologize for being such an asshole, but I was caught off guard. Who just walks into a stranger’s house like that? It’s something Jackson’s lady friends would do, so I wasn’t out of line assuming as much.
However, considering how pretty Mila is, I’d say Mama is trying to play matchmaker again while finding me a nanny. Kill two birds with one stone type of deal. The woman can’t be trusted until all her boys are married, so I wouldn’t put it past her to use the opportunity. As soon as I get a free moment, Mama’s getting a call. Nannies aren’t supposed to be attractive or young or full of temptation. Nannies are supposed to be older ladies around Mama’s age who just adore being around b
