I also just got that game you were talking about yesterday, so we could play that, too.” He gave you a friendly smile. “Are you doing anything later tonight? I was thinking maybe we could play some Minecraft or something. “What?” You turned the rest of your body so you were sideways in your seat. You turned to see Peter, one of your friends, sitting behind you. You were pulled from your thoughts when someone tapped on your shoulder. You had never thought yourself to be the prettiest girl you didn’t have perfect hair or completely clear skin, or the never-ending legs that only models seem to have, but you did feel a bit flattered knowing that first graders thought you were cute. He had told you that some of the kids in his class had a crush on you, which you found comical. You scraped the dirt out from under your nails as you waited for the final bell to ring you were babysitting James tonight and had to pick him up from school. James didn’t seem to know much, and Steve? He was a sweet man, but you didn’t want to overstep any boundaries. You were curious about her had half a mind to keep your curiosity to yourself. There were no pictures of her within his house, Steve didn’t wear a ring, and James rarely mentioned her the only time he did was when he told you her name. You knew her name, which was Peggy, but other than that there was no sign of her being present in either of their lives. When it came to James’ mother, she was a near mystery. His eyes weren’t the endless blue pools, and his skin lacked the signature moles, so you figured he took mostly after his mother. His hair was the same dirty blond hair of his father, but his face shared little to no resemblance to Steve’s. He was a big kid for his age, only 6 years old and standing three inches over four feet, but it wasn’t surprising considering his father is a giant of a man. He was named after one of Steve’s friends- James. His son was by far your favorite child to watch over. He’d always stand in the doorway and watch as you drove away, and he had requested you text him whenever you get home, so he would know you got home safe. You weren’t complaining though how most clients paid a measly five dollars an hour, Steve would hand you a hundred dollar bill as you walked out the door and to your car. Originally you thought that your mother wouldn’t approve he’s a grown man after all, but she didn’t seem to think twice about it since he was her boss. He was a single father, and he’d have you babysit his son, James, whenever he had to work nights, which required you staying at his house until the early hours of the morning. One particular client that stuck out was Steve. People were impressed with how well you handled the children since you had parents reaching out to you, and not the other way around. It was only with the older kids- roughly 8 to 10- and you’d pick them up after school and take them to their house, watch them until one of their parents came back, get paid, and go home. Whenever you had started babysitting, it was only for neighbors or family friends. unsafe sex, age gap (reader is 18), power imbalance. This was orignially posted on my former blog i’m not stealing anything.
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