Wyatt pulled his Lamborghini up the winding road through his neighborhood. He was on his way home from his gala. After getting sick of schmoozing with other rich people, he had decided to leave early and head back. He had a few things planned for the following day, not the least of which was going grocery shopping with Lily and Maggie. He wanted to be well rested and present while he was with them.
What a night, he thought, as he loosened his tie a bit. Three hours of mingling and not even one contact that could eventually turn into some sales. Felt like a waste of time.
He realized, though, that it was all part of the game. He'd been playing it for most of his adult life. He attended events all the time, knowing very well that meeting people in the industry could eventually lead to growing his wealth even bigger than it already was.
It's who you know, not what you know, he thought. It was his father's words echoing in his mind. Even though his dad hadn't been able to accumulate one percent of the wealth that he had, his words were still full of useful wisdom.
Before turning down his driveway, Wyatt shut the headlights off so as not to disturb Lily and Maggie. It was only about ten thirty, but even so, he imagined that both of them had headed to bed by now. There weren't any lights on in the home, at least from what he could see. He slipped the car into neutral and coasted the last few feet.
After parking his car in front of the garage, he shut the engine down and got out. He loosened his tie the rest of the way and walked toward the front door. He couldn't wait to get out of that suit. Nothing sounded better at that moment then a nice shower and his comfortable bed.
Yeah, Lily and Maggie must be asleep already, he thought, unlocking the deadbolt as quietly as possible so as not to wake them. Hiring Lily for this job has already worked out so well. I was gone for most of the evening and not once did I worry about Maggie. She's the perfect fit to take care of my daughter. I can't imagine how stressed I would be right now if I'd hired one of those random babysitters off of the internet. I'd be losing my mind, constantly wondering if Maggie was getting the best care possible. I don't even have to think about that sort of thing now, though, thanks to Lily.
He stepped into the house, carefully closing the door behind him. To his left, he noticed the flickering light of the television coming from the living room.
Maybe they are still awake, he thought, feeling a bit surprised. If Maggie stayed awake past ten, I'll be shocked beyond belief. That will definitely be a first.
Wyatt took off his suit coat and laid it down onto the bench near the front door. Then he kicked off his shoes, before walking across the marble floor toward the living room. He stepped around the corner. His eyes first met the television, where movie credits were rolling and kid's music was playing softly. Then
, as he scanned the room, his gaze landed directly upon Lily.
Holy shit, he thought, his eyes focusing on her.
She was wearing just a tight t-shirt and little white panties. She was stooped over and looked like she was about to pick up the sleeping Maggie from the couch. Wyatt could see everything. The curves of her hips, her puffy nipples underneath the shirt, a hint of what was underneath the front of her panties. Everything.
Not more than a second after Wyatt stepped into the living room, Lily glanced up and gasped. She seemed very surprised to see him and she quickly tried to cover herself up. She put one hand across her chest, where her nipples were protruding through her t-shirt. Her other hand was placed over the front part of her panties.
“Shit, I'm sorry,” Wyatt said, turning away hesitantly. He didn't really want to, though. As much as he hated to admit it, he really just wanted a better look. “I, um, uh, sorry.”
“No, no,” Lily said, stuttering her words nervously. “I didn't think you'd be coming home until a little bit later. I was just about to take Maggie upstairs and tuck her in.”
“I should have texted you to tell you that I was coming home a little bit early,” Wyatt said. “It's my bad. Didn't mean to walk in on you.”
“I probably shouldn't have been hanging out in my underwear. I had just taken a shower and was only running down here really quick to check on Maggie and to take her upstairs to her bedroom.”
“It's totally fine,” Wyatt said. “For the next ten days, this is your house, too. You can do whatever you like. I just feel bad that I walked in without you knowing.”
Wyatt heard some rustling and then a moment later, Lily said, “You can look. I've got a blanket on now.”
He slowly turned to face her once again. She had wrapped herself up in a blanket. The only thing exposed now was her head, her hands and her feet. Everything else was hidden.
Oh, man, he thought. This is embarrassing. I hope she didn't think I did this on purpose or something.
“Well, um, how did the night go with Maggie?” he asked, after clearing his throat to break the awkward silence. “Hope she wasn't too much trouble for you.”
“No trouble at all.” Lily pulled the blanket up a bit. “We just watched a couple of movies and ordered a pizza. It was pretty relaxing actually. As you can see, she fell asleep. You were right, too. She was out before ten o'clock.”
“Since I'm home now, I'm happy to carry her up to bed if you'd like,” Wyatt said.
Lily nodded. “Yeah, okay. That sounds good. Thanks for doing that. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to carry her up there without waking her up.”
Wyatt smiled and stepped toward the couch. “Thanks for taking care of her tonight. Tomorrow should be fun. I'm looking forward to going grocery shopping with you two. We'll get stocked up on some good food for the next week.”
“Yes, I'm looking forward to it, too,” Lily said, turning to leave Wyatt and Maggie. “I guess I'll see you in the morning, then?”
Wyatt nodded. “Yeah, that sounds great. You have a good night.”
“Goodnight,” Lily said, turning around the rest of the way.