Chapter 70 The nanny chapter thirty three

　　She tapped on the door.

　　When there wasn’t a response, she knocked even louder. This time, she heard motion from inside the room and the sound of his steps across the hardwood floor.

　　He swung open the door and stared at her, looking sleep and sexy and strangely tense. “Efua,” he said hoarsely.

　　She swallowed at the sound of his saying her name like that. Maybe he thought she was here to beg for sex or something. She burst out, “It’s Jennifer. She’s sick.”

　　Jason’s face changed dramatically. “What’s wrong?”

　　“It’s just an earache, but she wanted you.” He started immediately down the hall, wearing nothing but a pair of pajama pants. Efua tried very hard not to look at the lines of his strong bare back or the curve of his butt beneath the fabric as she walked behind him.

　　Jennifer reached out for her father as he entered the room, and he got into the bed, sitting up against the headboard and pulling her into his arms.