Babysitting The Billionaire’s Adult Son

Melanie eat her food silently, she curse them both under her breath as they left her all by herself. She decided to tease Archie so she stretch her hand and pick meat from his plate.

Archie groans and picks two from her plate. Melanie gasp loudly grasping the attention of Mr Gordon.

“Why did you take two types of meat when I only take one from your plate?” Melanie hollers, she glared at Archie and he stuck out his tongue at her.

“That’s what you get for stealing from me.” He laughs and Melanie stares at him in surprise.

“Me? Steal?” She scoffs, “It calls taking not stealing. I took it not steal it.” She snaps at him.

“Yeah, whatever.” Archie laugh. “Name it whatever you want.” He mutters.

“Then I’m going to take everything from you.” Mr grabs his plate and put it in her front.

“That’s worst than stealing.” Archie laughs, stands up and jumps on her back.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Melanie yells, laughing as she hit him lightly on his back.

Mr Gordon drops his spoon, stands up from his seat and walks away from the dining room.

“Give me back my food?” Archie demands.

Melanie pushes his plate back to him and he grabs his plate, snickering as he goes back to his seat.

Melanie look sideways and notice the empty seat beside her. “Where did he go?” She blurts out loudly.

“Why are you curious?” Archie smirked, hitting his spoon on the plate.

“Hey, I’m not talking to you,” Melanie yells at him.

“Then why did you ask me?” Archie yells back at her.

“Is that how to talk to your Auntie? Where are your manners?” Melanie croaks.

Archie clamps his mouth shut and she appreciates it more than anything. ‘Good!’ she mumbles under her breath as she continues with her food.

“Hey, mind going outside to the waterfall with me, after dinner?” Melanie propose she notice the smirk on his face and she wish she could just slap the stupid smirk off his lips.

“Why should I?” He asks, crossing his hand over his chest.

“Nevermind.” Melanie mumbles.

Archie is ascertaining what seems arduous for Melanie to discern. Right, when she got to the dining room she conceded that Archie is acting out of character but she doesn’t know why.

Minutes later,

They were already finished eating, Melanie clear the used dishes and pack them into the kitchen to wash. After rinsing the dishes in the sink, she dry them with a neat napkin and set the dishes back where they belonged.

She stops the faucet from running and peek behind her back to see Archie standing by the door with arms crossed.

“Hey,” Melanie scoffs, swerving her face back to the faucet. She pleats the napkin and drops it gently on the counter.

“What are you doing here?” She asks, gently sneaking her hand behind her head, grabbing a handful of her hair and packing it up in a ponytail.

Archie ignores her question and moves closer to her. “Do you still want to go outside?” He asks, helping her to roll her hair in a doughnut style.

Melanie laugh inwardly. Can Archie ever be serious? He told her earlier that he is not interested in going outside even though he didn’t mention it. But it showed in his tone that he was not interested.

“Why are you asking me?” Melanie shifts away from him when he is done with her hair.

“Ahh,” Archie broaden his eyes, not believing that Melanie could be bestowing him a dose of his lozenge.

“Ain’t you the one that asked me to do with you?” He yells loudly.

Melanie scowls at him. “Where are your manners?” She whizzes, resting her butt on the counter.

“I’m coming with you!” He groans.

“Manners!” Melanie rectify.

“Please, I want to come with you.” He mumbles through gritted teeth.

Melanie smiles, knowing fully well that he still has some dedication for her. “Alright, let’s go.” She giggles throws her arm on her shoulder and starts to drag him with her.

“Hey, I can walk on my own.” Archie grunts, struggling to break free from her grip.

“I need to teach you some manners.” Melanie smiles, pinching the back of his neck.

Archie wails loudly that Melanie fears his father will be hearing his cries. She quickly let go of him.

“You’re wicked.” He hisses.

Melanie didn’t say anything, she watch him walk away and she run after him. She grabs his hand when she meets up with his pace. He tries avoiding her but she didn’t let him.

“Hey,” he rasps.

“Don’t complain.” She warns.

Archie halts on his track which makes Melanie stop likewise since they are holding hands.

He moves his free hand to his waist and spins his neck.

“Don’t complain.” He tries imitating how she speaks. Melanie chuckles at his silly gesture.

“Is that how I speak?” She coughs amidst her laughter rubs her chest and slaps him on his arm.

They resume their walk with Archie simulating everything she says.

They get to the side of the building and meet Mr Gordon who straddles dejected on the floor with his foot dipped in the water.

Archie slides his hand off Melanie’s grip and sits down quietly beside his father on the floor. Melanie clears her throat and takes her seat beside Archie which automatically makes Archie in between the two adults.

Mr Gordon didn’t act as though he knows that they are with him. He didn’t say anything nor does he react to the bodily contact with his son.

Archie dips his feet in the water and gesture to Melanie to do the same. Melanie wanted to protest but she doesn’t want to grab the attention of Mr Gordon, so she slowly slide her legs inside the water.

“Let’s play a game, Aunty,” he says, Melanie stares at him, wondering which game he is trying to introduce.

“What game?” she asks, rubbing her sweaty palms together.

“Word for word,” he grins, “if I say a word, you will make a sentence with it, and I will also make a sentence with the last sentence you make,” Archie announces and Melanie shakes her head negatively.

“Not interested.” She blurts out, caring less about what he has to say about the nonacceptance.

“You are no fun at all.” Archie hisses loudly.

“Thank you!” She mumbles, stealing a glance from Mr Gordon.

“Do you want to sing? Remember you wanted to sing for me the last time?” Archie says, flapping his legs in the water.

Melanie laugh out loud. “You told me then that my voice would block your ears. so, no thank you.” She shrugs her shoulders.

“Do you forget things at all?” Archie rolls his eyes at her.

“No, I don’t.” She crackles.

“Do you remember our first meeting here?” Archie suddenly asks after several minutes of silence, drifting his gaze to Melanie.

She laughs heartedly, remembering their stupid encounter. “Yeah, I remember.” Melanie coughs slightly. “It was…”

“Stupid!” Mr Gordon and Archie say in unison. Melanie hitch her jaw in chagrin.

Archie smirk discreetly, he knows that his father has been fighting the urge to chip in their chat but doesn’t know how to. So, he simply helps him out by bringing in the conversation that his father is in.

“You were lost in the beauty of the cataract that you thought I was your inner mind. Auntie, I’m ashamed of you.” Archie whines, hiding his face with his palm.

Melanie chuckles and pinch his ear.

“Ouch!” Archie groans, he rubs his ear as he stares angrily at her.

“Your gaze was fixed on the entrance gate that when I tries pulling your attention, you seemed perplexed by my elegance face that you started dripping saliva.” Mr Gordon chuckle, a peek at Melanie and he unearths how delightful she looks with her lips moving on their own. He resists the urge to grab her and kiss the temptation out of her, his son is there and he can’t do as he pleases.

That aside, he notices that she seemed different and he mouth an ‘oh’, when he discovers that her hair was packed up. ‘Shit’, he curses under his breath and looks away from her.

“I wasn’t drooling over you.” Melanie disavow the fact that she was indeed drooling over him. “I wasn’t expecting to meet my boss that way.” She says with her gaze fixed on her thighs.

Archie lazily rubs his eyes. He slides his legs out of the water and stands up from the floor.

Melanie stared at him, wondering where he is going. “Where to?” she asks, staring nervously at him.

“It’s late. I need to get some sleep.” He smile shortly and started walking away after exchanging a look with his father.

He knows that his father is dying inside. He fucking confessed that he like her but didn’t know how to tell her. Archie sees no issues if his father should date his babysitter but he couldn’t watch him treat her like clutter. He clearly warns him not to act out of character and if he does, he will be the one to separate them.

He’s going inside so his father could do necessary.

“Oh,” Melanie sigh sadly when the little boy is out of sight.

Mr Gordon shifts closer to her on the floor, he sneaks his hand to her shoulder and moves her to his body, resting her head on his shoulder. He pats her head lightly and smiles at how soft her hair is.

Melanie grin like an idiot and rest her head faultlessly on his shoulder.

“I told you to always let your hair down.” He grumbles, moves his hand to her hair and removes the band that is holding her hair. He moves his hand on her hair, tracing the length of hair that stops right on her waistline.

“You are beautiful,” he inhales the scent of her hair. “And smell nice.” He says, earning a soft moan from Melanie.

She quickly moves her palm to her mouth, suppressing the urge to make another sinful sound. What is she thinking?

“Where did you go to after work and who did you go with?” He suddenly asks.

He release her head from his shoulder and stare intensely at her gaze, fearing she would lie to him.

“Whose car did you ride in?” He asks with a crucial look.