EroticReverie

Rio Reigns

"You'll love her, I promise." Demi, my brothers wife says. I give her a cocked brow across the table. 

Demi loved everyone and anyone, so it didn't make me feel to confident taking her word for it when it came to her suggesting a friend of hers to help watch my son this summer. 

"She's great Rio." she says as she takes a sip of water and I just lick my teeth and keep on cutting into my steak. 

"If she's so great, how come she doesnt have a job already?" I ask with a huff. 

"Quit being so sour." My dad ,Ford, barks at me and I grumble. 

"IF she's so great how come we've never met her?" I ask, ignoring my father. 

"Have you met yourself?" My brother Amos, who is married to Demi asks. 

"Why the hell would we bring anyone 'round YOU? With that sparkling personality of yours." He says sarcastically and I shoot him a glare. 

I look around the table though, at Demi, my brother Amos. My father Ford. My other brother Levi. All of them giving me hopeful yet firm stares. My eyes flick to Cooper, my five year old son, currently throwing his peas , not so subtly onto the floor for Waffles our ten year old golden retirever rescue. I just shake my head. 

"Cooper." I say his name and his little head shoots up, eyes wide, caught red hand dropping another pea onto the floor. 

"It slipped." He says. 

"All twenty of em?" I raise a brow and he dips his head. 

"Sorry Dad" he hangs his head and I sigh and then catch the others smiling fondly at my son. I couldnt be mad at him even if I wanted to. Maybe it was because he was so damn cute, or maybe it had to do with the fact I felt guilty when I was hard on him, because he didn't have a mother, and I felt to blame for it. Even if she's the one that left us both in the middle of the day, without a fucking conversation or a word, and hasn't been back to see him since. He wasn't even two years old when she left. He doesnt remember her. Im thankful for that much at least. I dread the day I have to explain to him what happened. No kid deserved to be fucking abandonned by either of their parents. Shelly wasn't cut out to be a mother, but she didn't even fucking try. She didn't love Cooper. Didn't love me either, and I suppose that's why she left me for a man twice my age. Some oil tycoon she met online. Fucking gold digger is what she was. It was the only reason she was with me in the first place, I was a god damn meal ticket, and was blinded by her pretty face and pretty fucking words. Fell in love and let her ruin my god damn life. At least she was good for one thing though, she gave me best fucking kid in the world. Her fuckin loss. 

I look to Demi and nod. "I'll meet her." 

She smiles and claps her hands together. "Perfect! I'll shoot her a text after dinner." she says and wiggles in her seat, clearly proud of herself for running me down and getting me to agree. But facts were facts, I couldnt run the ranch, taking over for my father, AND watch my son. Sure everyone helped watch over Cooper, but they all still had their own shit, their own lives, their own business to take care of. Im the oldest of my three brothers, so last year when dad wanted to take a back seat on the ranch and let me start to take over things, it obviously became my responsibility. Im thirty seven.  Amos is thirty, and still takes part in all things to do with the ranch. Demi runs her own shop in town a little bakery, and she's damn good at it too. Best god damn pastries and cakes I've ever had. Levi is thirty three, but he's never been all in, and I have a feeling ranch life makes him too restless, and that eventually he's gonna need something else, and Im not sure he's happy here. I am. Amos is. Dad is. But he's always wanted to do something else, what? who knows? Not sure even he does, but we all see it in him. 

After dinner, we all sit around for a bit talking, Cooper plays with Waffles and pets her and rolls his matchbox cars over her head and down her back and she just pants with a smile as she lays there. 

When it's time to go, Cooper barrells into everyone as he gives them hugs. The corner of my lips ticking slightly. Shelly missed the fuck out. Our kid is fucking awesome. No, MY kid. 

"Let's go" I say and ruffle his hair as he hugs Demi hard and doesnt let go. 

"See ya tomorrow buddy" She says and dips down and kisses the top of his head. 

Demi looks at me as I take Cooper's hand and he says another round of goodnights to everyone. 

"It's all gonna be okay Rio" she says softly with a smile. I give a tight lipped forced smile, and god, I know it's fucking awkward but I nod, trying to convey that I really am grateful for her help. 

She pats my arm and nods back and scrunches her nose. "Gotta work on that smile of yours. " she teases and leans in and I lean down, kissing her on the cheek as she kisses mine. 

"Quit kissin on my wife" Amos says, like he always does to any of us when we kiss her cheek. I roll my eyes and throw him the finger behind my back as I turn and leave with Cooper. 

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Once I get home, I tuck Cooper in and we talk about our day together, I read him a short story, and he's already asleep when im halfway through. 

I grab a bottle our bourbon, pour myself a few shots and then sit down at the dining room table and just listen to the quiet. My phone lights up on the table and I see it's a text from Demi. 

"She's free tomorrow, you able to meet her at Benny's for coffee? Around eleven?" 

I sigh, and take another drink of my bourbon and shake my head. 

"Eleven works." I type back. 

"Perfect." She types. 

"Here's her number." She says and sends me her number. "Daisy Darling" 

"Her name is Daisy Darling?" I ask. 

"Yeah?" Demi types back.

"She a disney princess?" I type back. 

"lol" is all she types back. 

I roll my eyes. I don't know why her name gave me a feeling of annoyance. Maybe because it sounded like fucking rainbows and sunshine, and annoyingly cute, and the last thing I wanted was someone too smiley and cheery around all the time. But I grumble, because yes, that's exactly what I want. For Cooper anyways? Myself ? Not so much. 

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I'm at Benny's Bean by ten thirty am, sitting in my boots, jeans and a black button up shirt, my hat on the table and sitting in the front of the shop with my back to the window, sitting with my cup of coffee and looking through the newspaper. I dont pay much attention to anyone else, or the coming and going of the other customers, knowing I have half an hour before looking for her. But curiosity gets the better of me. 

"What's she look like?" I text Demi. 

"A disney princess." She types and I grumble. 

"Kidding." She types back with a laughing emoji. 

"Oh shoot." a pretty female voice has my eyes lifting up. But when I look towards the sound all I get is an eye full of ass, in light wash jean shorts, bneding over a few feet away from me, as she snatches a pair of sunglasses off the floor. I dart my eyes away, knowing I shouldnt be staring, but they go right back anyways, and I realize how long its been since I've been laid, when I feel my dick reacting to the sight of those tight jeans shorts, the peek at plaer skin under the hem of her shorts as they ride up when she bends over, and the way my eyes zero in on the apex of those thighs, and stealing a glance of the way the denim hugs her pussy. Fucking creep. God, I need to get laid. I tear my eyes away, but again, they go right back as she straightens and tucks the sunglasses into her messy hair. Blonde hair, with...is that fucking rainbow hair? The back of her head is a swirl of pastel rainbow colors, the front of her hair blonde. The messy nest of hair atop her head is a swirl of white blonde and pastel rainbow. 

She keeps walking and then goes to the counter. 

"Fuck" I mutter to myself as she turns. I get to see the curve of that ass now from the side, and then the curve of her chest. Her tits. Fuck. What a pair. I was being a fucking creep, and couldn't fucking stop. The little rainbow , ass angel, is wearing a long sleeved white top, but I can see from the way she stands, it has a v neckline, and that her bra is working over time to carry around those tits. Double d's? Triple D's? Dunno, but they look fucking great. Then my eyes go to her face, god damn. She's smiling and Lindsey behind the counter, one of the women who work there. Her teeth are straight, white, sparkling even. Her nose is is soft slope, perfect honestly, probably the best nose I've ever seen. Who am I? the nose police? What the fuck am I doing, sitting here, checking this girl out like a fucking creep, and falling in love with a fucking nose. I blame it on her ass and that chest of hers. 

She pays for her drink and then drums her nails on the counter and blows a gust of air upward across her face, blowing a stray strand of the nearly silver blonde hair from the side of her face. I watch her tap on her phone and then swipe and hold it to her ear. 

"Hi" She answers, smiling to herself. 

"Mhm, yeah, I'm early." She says into the phone as my eyes rake up and down, up and fucking down. 

"Oh, I dont know." I hear her say and then she mouths a thank you to Lindsey who slides her coffee over the counter and I watch her drop a five dollar bill into the tip jar. Twice the amount of a cup of a plain coffee. 

"Um, I don't know?" She says and then looks to the back of the coffee shop at a few other patrons, then spins.

"I dont even know what he looks like Dem" she laughs and my eyes pop for a second. Dem? As in Demi? 

I hear her laugh into the phone. 

"Well I don't see anyone that matches-" 

She stops as she looks at me. Fuck. She's beautiful. THIS is the fucking woman Demi wants me to bring into my house? To fucking live with me for the summer? Was she fucking kidding? 

"Nevermind. Got him." She says with a little smirk. 

"Uh huh, I'll let you know, gotta go, bye." She says and then lowers her phone and swipes it with her thumb and walks over. 

"Rio?" She asks as she walks over and I slide out of my chair, thankful I didnt allow my dick to get carried away with all the things I thought about doing to her ass. 

"You're Daisy?" I ask, my brows pinching, and I know I'm scowling. It's just my fucking face, the one expression I'm used to giving. 

"Depends, which answer will make your face less intimidating?" She asks and my lips tighten. 

"Neither im afraid." I say and she quirks the side of her mouth. 

"Well then, yes. I'm Daisy..Daisy Jane Darling." She says and then sets down her coffee and phone and then sticks her hand out with a smile. I look down at it and take it in mine. 

"Rio Reigns." I say then pull out her chair. 

"Oh, wow, thank you." She says and takes a seat. I say nothing as I scoot it in. I might be a standoffish motherfucker, but I was raised right, and knew to pull a womans chair out for her. 

I sit down in mine and look at her. Big fucking brown eyes, and with the way the sun was shining through the window into them, they reflected like honey and fucking caramel and god damn gold. Well...isnt that just fucking annoying. Every god damn bit of her was something special now wasnt it? I grimace. 

Her brows pinch. "You okay?" 

"Mhm." I nod and lift my coffee. 

She waits, but I just look at her and she cocks her head. 

There's several beats of silence.

She places her hands on the table and leans over the table a little. I dont look down, but I notice the way her tits rest on the table anyways. 

"Is this a silent interview?" She whispers. 

"How old are you?" I ask. Lowering my coffee and leaning back. She smelled good, and with her leaning like that, the smell was fucking flowing into my nose and straight to my fucking dick. Was that? Cotton Candy? Vanilla? Raspberry? Who knows, but it smelled as sweet as she fuckin looked, and it was pissing me off. 

"Twenty three, how old are you?" She cocks her head and blinks. 

I narrow my eyes slightly. She's smiling but she narrows her eyes back.

"That old huh?" She asks playfully. My nostrils flare. 

I couldnt have THIS woman working for me. She was twenty fucking three, she was too god damn young. Too god damn pretty. Too god damn fucking everything. This was no good, what the hell was Demi thinking? Sending a woman like THIS to me? What she looks like doesnt matter I tell myself. She's not fucking for YOU jackass, she's for fucking Cooper, to be his fucking nanny. I scold myself. In my mind, I was hoping Demi's friend was some sixty year old nun I guess. 

"Thirty seven." I say and she smiles.

"And your son is five, right? Cooper?" She asks and I soften a little bit at the mention of him. I pick up my coffee and take a sip. 

"Yes. To both." I answer. 

"What's your experience with children?" I ask her. 

She shrugs. "I have a few little cousins , i have a few friends with kids, I used to babysit when I was a teenager." 

"So, no real experience with actually nannying or taking care of them?" I ask. 

She frowns. It's annoying. Because she's fucking cute. And I shouldnt be finding a twenty three year old as cute as I find her. 

"I mean, I know enough, I like to let them go swimming unattedded, play with matches, teach them how to smoke cigarettes." She shrugs. 

I scowl at her and she rolls her eyes.

"That's a joke." She says. 

"Hilarious." I say deadpan, letting her know Im not amused. Even if her smartass sarcastic response ALMOST made me quirk my lips. Almost. 

"Tough crowd." she says with a sigh and then picks up her coffee. 

"Demi said you were a hardass." She says and I lift a brow. She lifts one back at me. 

She sighs. "Listen....if you're just gonna waste my afternoon scowling at me and being all...cranky...I can just go. It seems you've already made up your mind about me, just by the way you're looking at me. So I can just go." She says and pushes up.

"Sit." I say. She pauses. Her brow lifts.

"You pulled my chair out, I believe you have more manners, than commanding me like Im your fuckin dog." She hisses. My dick twitches.

"Please. Sit." I say and she narrows her eyes. 

"You gonna waste my time?" She asks. God, I wanted to fuck her mouth. 

"Not sure yet." I answer. 

She huffs, but sits down and then crosses her arms and leans back in the chair. 

I have to actively not look at the way her tits are pressed together or the way her cleavage just rose another two inches. Fucking hell. 

"Monday through friday....I leave between four and five am....I try to get back between five and six pm. Somedays it may be later, depending on whatevers goin on." I say. 

She nods. 

"Weekends are yours to do whatever it is you wanna do." I say. 

She nods.

"Do you drink or do drugs?" I ask her. 

She gives a "Really?" look. 

"Do YOU?" She counters.

I say nothing, I just glare at her. 

She sighs. "I drink sometimes. But no, I don't do drugs Rio Reigns." She says. 

"You smoke cigarettes or weed?" I ask her. 

"No." She says and cocks her head. 

"You got a boyfirend? Girlfriend?" I ask her and she blinks. 

She shakes her head. 

"Since you'll be staying in my house, I don't want anyone coming there when Im there or not there. No men I dont know, no women I dont know. No funny stuff under my roof or around my kid." 

"Funny stuff?" She asks with another little cock of her head. 

"Yeah. No hookin up with anyone in my house. You want to screw around, you do it somewhere else." 

"Oh, how I do love to screw around." She sighs and bats her eyelashes. My dick pulses. My nostrils flare. I know she's being a smartass. 

"You dont have to worry about me screwing around in your home." She rolls her eyes.

"And I wouldnt disrespect you, your child, or your home, by bringing anyone there. I'm not an idiot." she says. 

I just nod. 

" You can come an go as you please when you're not working, but I would like the deceny of knowing what time frames you'll be coming home if you're out late, and for you to be quiet when coming home late." I say. 

She nods. "That's fair." 

"If you drink on weekends, that's fine. But if you drink on weekdays, it's after you're off the clock, and I dont want you hungover the next day wathing my son." I say. 

She seems annoyed by my specifics, and acts as if she wants to throw out "duh" at me, but just purses her hot mouth and nods in agreement. 

"Do you have any questions for me?" I ask her. 

"Yeah, do you ever smile?" she asks. 

I just look at her. "Any OTHER questions?" I ask and she lets out a humorless laugh.

"when do I start?" she asks.

"Tomorrow?" I ask. 

She nods. Lifts her hand over the table.

"You got yourself a nanny Mister Reigns." she says as I take her hand and she smiles at me. 

"Dont make me regret this." I say.

"Dont YOU make ME regret this." She says and takes her hand from me. 

"You can come tomorrow around four pm. To bring your things, get settled in." I tell her. Because tomorrow is Sunday. 

"See you at four sunshine" She smiles and bats her lashes sarcastically. My nostrils flare and she grabs her coffee and lifts it as she walks out the door.