Babysitting The Billionaire’s Adult Son

After standing by the window for what seems like forever. Mr Gordon releases his grip on her waist, and Melanie lurches backwards, crashing back into his hard chest.

She mumbles half asleep as she back hit what seems like a rock. Mr Gordon gets hold of her hand and flips her over to face him.

“Are you sleeping already?” He asks, staring at her half-closed eyes.

Melanie groans and opens her eyes slowly. “I need to go to bed. Goodnight!” she yawns loudly and tries to walk away from him, her body seems heavy for her feet to carry.

“Hmm,” she groans and staggers backwards, Mr Gordon catches her before she could hit the ground.

“Don’t worry I will get you to bed.” He smiles, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Mr Gordon sweeps Melanie off her feet and she creeps into his chest. He walks up to his bed and makes her sit at the edge of the bed. Mr Gordon goes on his knees and helps Melanie with the heels, he places them beside the nightstand, and he clears up the littered clothes on the bed before placing her gently on the bed.

He rolls up the duvet and covers her up. Mr Gordon leaves her side and strides back to the window. He pulls the handle and shut the window. Pulling the curtains back together, he sights her purse on the floor and he hastily picks it up.

“Sleeping and dropping stuff on the floor, she still acts like a baby; my baby I guess.” he beams with a smile as he strides towards the table.

He drops the purse on his study table before striding inside the bathroom. He strips off the clothing and steps under the shower. The warm water streaming from the tiny holes of the metal runs down his body, his hair gets soaked with water, he feels relaxed and for the first time, his heart seems light and he has no thought running through his mind.

Mr Gordon stops the shower from running as he steps out of the shower. He picks up a neatly folded towel from the piles of towels that were placed on the counter, he dries his hair first before proceeding to wipe his body with the towel.

He spread the towel on the rail and grab a pair of pyjamas on the counter, he clad inside the night clothes and walk out of the bathroom.

Getting back to the room he sights Melanie sitting down on the bed with her feet on the floor. He walks up to her and takes his seat beside her.

“You were fast asleep before I left the room, why are you awake?” he asks, running his hand through his hair.

Melanie sigh uncomfortably. “I need to take off this dress, I can’t sleep in it.” she groans. “I think I will have to go to my room.” she stares at him with her puppy eyes.

“Oh,” Mr Gordon let out. “Wait, let me get you something to change into.” he stand up from the bed and walk up to his closet. He flung the door open and ruffle through his night wears collection.

“This should do.” he expounds and pick out a pair of black loose pants with a grey long-sleeve shirt.

The pyjamas were small for him when he newly bought them, and they didn’t fit his legs. He walks up to Melanie and handed over the nightwear to her.

“This should do. It wasn’t my size and I guess it’s your perfect size.” he smiles, eyeing her body as he speaks.

Melanie slowly nods her head before retrieving the night wears from him. “Thank you.” she smiles shortly. “Can I use your bathroom?” she asks, pointing to the bathroom door.

Mr Gordon rolls his eyes at her. “Of course, you can use my bathroom. Where else would you use it if not for my bathroom.” he laugh.

Melanie feels bad for asking such a foolish question. “Sorry.” she smiles shyly. “I’m going to quickly change into this,” she mumbles then turn around and leave for the bathroom.

She enters the bathroom, peels off her dress and places it on the counter, together with the ones Mr Gordon gave her. she steps under the shower and has a quick bath. After that, she strides to the counter and picks up the nightwear.

“Oh my God!” she exclaims, staring down at her body to see herself looking so tiny in the baggy wears.

“Thought he said it was my perfect size?” she groans, remembering how he told her the dress will size her. “This is pure wickedness if he knowingly gave the dress to me, despite seeing the size and length.” she stomps her feet on the floor, looking around the room to see if she could put on something else aside from the one she was wearing.

“Those look way bigger than this.” she kisses her teeth angrily. “How will he be able to like me, if he sees me in this big wear?” she slaps her forehead, staring into space as she thinks of what to do.

She ruffle her head, still in thought. “It would have been better if I had a band on. I would have used it to pack the shirt.” she groans angrily. ‘It is his fault, he doesn’t want me to pack my hair up. That’s why I didn’t go around with hair band anymore’ she sighs.

A sudden knock on the door interrupts her thoughts, she stays still and waits for him to knock for the second time. “Are you still there?” he asks with a soft knock on the bathroom door.

Melanie nods even though she knows he can’t see her. “Yes. I’m still here. Just busy with the button on the dress.” she lies, hoping he would have slept off before she gets back to the room.

After thinking severally about things she can do to the dress, she picks up the courage and twists the door open. She strides out of the bathroom, peaking at Mr Gordon to see him laying on the bed with his gaze fixed on her.

Melanie’s legs turn to jelly as his gaze on her body seems weird to her. she couldn’t read his expression and she wonder what he was thinking at the moment. “Does he now hate me?” she mumbles to herself, fighting the urge to run back inside the bathroom.

“Why are you just standing there? You should come to sleep,” he says, taping on the space beside him for her.

“Ahh, thank you!” she laughs nervously.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

She walks towards the bed with her hands crossed to the bed. Mr Gordon notices her struggles and stands up to address the issue.

“What is the problem, Mine?” he asks, staring at her face just for him to see the oversized dress she’s wearing. “Oh!” he laughs shortly.

“Is that the dress I picked out for you?” he asks in disbelief.

Melanie nods shyly, she gets to him and snuck under the duvet next to him. She stares down at the duvet unable to look him right in the eyes.

“You always look good in whatever you’re wearing. Don’t avoid my gaze because you are wearing my dress. You still look cute regardless of the size.” he says to her, moving closer to her on the bed.

“I look horrible, right?” she mumbles, her voice sounding so weak and confused.

“Horrible? That’s not true, you are my woman and you will always look pretty in my eyes.” he flashes her a breathtaking smile which melts her heart like a candy bar.

“I love you,” he says, pulling her to his body and bestowing her an everlasting kiss.

“I love you too!” she moans into his mouth as her hand finds its way to his hair.

The kiss ended after what seemed like forever to them. Melanie turn her face to the other side with her back resting on his chest.

“Goodnight Mine!” he kisses her hair and tightens his grip on her waist.

“Goodnight sweetheart!” she replies with her face lightened up in a beautiful smile.