“I doubt that’s true.”

“Huh?” Erin couldn’t even remember the last thing Blair said, so she had no idea what apparently wasn’t true.

“I’m sure you don’t have any trouble… you know.”

Oh! That! Did Blair seriously believe what she was saying? She actually thought Erin had been with women since her ex? What a cute idea. Erin put her hands over Nolan’s ears. “Bit hard to find the time.”

“Well, if you ever need a babysitter…” Blair pointed to herself.

Erin shook her head. “I doubt I’ll be needing you for that. It’s been… very long. I don’t think anyone is interested.”

Blair smirked. “Now I know you’re lying to me.”

The wink she added made Erin wish  she had someone to help take care of the need suddenly surging through her body. Was Blair actually hitting on her or was she just naturally flirty? It had to be the latter, because there was no way this hot twenty-two-year-old was hitting on her. And even if she was, it wouldn’t matter, Erin reminded herself.

“Mommy, don’t touch my ears.” Nolan swatted Erin’s hands away.

Blair squatted down in front of Nolan. “What do you want to do, buddy?”

Instead of returning Blair’s smile, Nolan crossed his arms over his chest and glared at her. “Today is special day with Mommy. Not Bear.”

“Nolan.” Erin’s voice was stern. “Be nice. Blair came here last minute just so she could hang out with you. Now, tell her you’re sorry.”

“Sorry, Bear .” He at least said the words, but the tone of his voice didn’t make it believable that he actually meant them.

It clearly didn’t bother Blair, though. She laughed and ruffled his hair. “It’s okay, dude. Your mommy is much cooler than me. I get it. But what if I played with your dinosaurs with you? Then do you think it’d be okay if I stayed?”

Nolan furrowed his eyebrows as if he was actually considering his options, then slowly nodded. “Okay, but I get to be the T-Rex.”

Blair put both hands in the air. “Of course, he’s all yours.”

As soon as Blair stood back up, Nolan took her hand and dragged her up to his bedroom. With Nolan occupied for the next two hours, Erin had no trouble getting the work done she needed to do. She thought about getting ahead on next week’s work as well, but didn’t want to keep Blair longer than necessary. She did have plans after all.

Plans that Erin definitely was not  going to spend any time thinking about.

Chapter 6

Blair

“So, what are you doing tomorrow?” Marisol asked as she leaned on the bar at Ralph’s and smiled at Blair knowingly.

Blair stuck her middle finger up at Marisol. “You know damn well what I’m doing tomorrow. It’s Friday. I work again.” Jackass.