She finished pouring his glass of wine, then pushed it across the counter toward him.
“There you go,” she said, lifting her gaze.
He pried his eyes away from her tits and brought them up to her face. “Thanks.”
“You're welcome,” she said.
She caught me looking, he thought. There is no way that she didn't notice that. I was so fucking obvious.
Even if Lily had caught Wyatt staring at her chest, though, she didn't seem to mind. In fact, Wyatt was almost positive that he saw her eyes dilate. Just a tiny bit, but enough to be noticeable.
“You're all dressed up.” Wyatt swirled the wine in his glass before taking a sip.
Lily's cheeks turned a little red. “Yeah, I just put something on. My clothes from earlier were kind of dirty after making dinner, so I wanted to change into something clean.”
Wyatt took another sip of his wine and as he set the glass down, he noticed a bit of Lily's perfume waft into his nose. The smell was intoxicating.
She put on perfume? He thought. Girls don't wear perfume unless they want to impress someone. At least, that was what I always thought anyway.
“Well, here's to what was a pretty successful week all around,” Wyatt said, holding his glass up. “You did really well, Lily. Thank you a million times over.”
Lily smiled and clinked her glass against his. “I've had so much fun this past week, Wyatt. Honestly. None of it felt like work at all. It was a straight up vacation compared to working at the coffee shop.” Her smiled suddenly faded. “I'm honestly not looking forward to going back there.”
“That reminds me,” Wyatt said, leaning forward a bit. “I need to talk to you about something.”
She lifted her gaze. “What is it?”
“It's what I brought up at dinner,” he said. “I didn't want to discuss it in front of Maggie, because I know how she gets her hopes up sometimes.”
Lily looked confused. “Now I'm really curious.”
Wyatt set his glass down onto the counter. “I wanted to chat with you about maybe working here on the weekends. I might have mentioned it before in passing, but I'm serious about it now. I've seen how good you are with Maggie and I know that you love spending time with you.”
“That sounds awesome,” Lily said, then paused. “But what about Mildred? What's she going to do?”
“Well, that's something I need to discuss with her,” Wyatt said. “I mean if she absolutely, positively wants to be here on the weekends, then it might not work out. However, I don't see her feeling that way about it. She's getting older and I think she enjoys the time off. I'm planning on chatting with her about it when she gets back tomorrow, but wanted to check with you first to see if you'd even be up for something like this.”
“I'm definitely interested.” Lily nodded eagerly. Her excitement about it was obvious. “I'd still work at the coffee shop part time, but not having to be there on weekends would so be nice. That's their busiest time.”
“Great, well I'll talk to Mildred and let you know,” he replied.
Lily's face was beaming and Wyatt knew that he had made the right decision in asking her to work for him on the weekends. It made him happy as well. It meant that their time together wouldn't be coming to a sudden end. He just hoped that Mildred would be on board with the idea.
She leaned forward a bit, bringing her elbows to the counter top. When she did, the front of her dress dropped slightly, exposing just a tiny bit more of her breasts. Wyatt's eyes dropped as soon as he noticed.
Why does she have to be so fucking hot? He thought, forcing his gaze away so that he wouldn't get caught looking again.
“Even though I might be working here over the weekends, it still kind of makes me sad that I have to go home,” Lily said, with a sigh. “I don't know why, but spending time here at your house has been good for my soul. I feel really content here. I realized that probably sounds weird, but it's just how I feel.”
“That doesn't sound weird at all,” Wyatt said. “I get it. It actually makes sense that you'd feel so comfortable here. Think about it. You've known me for over five years and you've known Maggie since, well, since she was in your belly. You're part of our family, Lily. It's just the way it is.”
“Do you think it's weird that I'm still part of the family?” she asked.
Wyatt cocked his head to the side. “Why would you even ask that?”
“I don't know,” she replied. “It's just that, over the years, people have told me that it was strange that I stayed so close to my surrogate daughter. They think it's odd that I've maintained a connection with you and Maggie.”
Wyatt laughed and shook his head. “You know what? Fuck those people.”