He just couldn't stop thinking about that woman in big clothes that Flora insisted should be his children’s nanny.
What was with her anyway? He thought, thinking about Flora. Perhaps, she had done this on purpose, because why was she hell bent on sending a woman like that to him? She had already broken his number one rule. Never send him someone pretty, must be ugly.
But she had done just that. Even worse, the woman was sexy as hell, with those sacks she wore and called clothes.
His number two rule was simple as well. Never send someone naïve and clumsy, and she had done that. The woman had fallen down at his feet, showing him that underneath those sacks was someone sexy as hell, with that annoying but sinful vision called underwear she showed him.
That damned lingerie. He would nev
