In a New York Minute - Part Twenty-Four - Chapters 91-94 - Sex Stories

In a New York Minute - Part Twenty-Four - Chapters 91-94

... he knew that this had made Franz very happy.

Franz Huber waxed melancholic as he watched the limo pull away and head to the airport. He’d enjoyed having a houseful again for a while, and the quiet made him aware of his loneliness. Maybe his daughter, Johanna, was right; perhaps it was time to allow himself to enjoy the company of a woman. But he wouldn’t jump into anything rashly. He’d take his time and find someone desirable at a dinner table, not just in bed. In the meantime, he’d immerse himself in his work as the head of the Vienna office of Stewart Enterprises.

Once they were back at Stewart House, McKinley decided to give Sylvie two weeks off with pay. She’d done a fantastic job as their nanny on their extended trip and deserved some time off. He knew the eighteen-year-old was trying to decide whether to attend Norland, the prestigious nanny school, as initially planned or to accept their offer to stay as the full-time caregiver for DJ and the new baby.

Claudette stepped up to care for DJ while her daughter did some soul-searching and enjoyed much-needed downtime. While the experience had been incredible, Sylvie had missed her friends and was looking forward to being a teenager again.

While Avery had done a marvelous job holding down the fort while Mac and Grace were gone, there was still much to catch up on. Mac kept a close eye on Grace, ensuring she didn’t work herself to the bone. After watching her overdoing it for an entire week, he finally decided ...

... to say something.

“The work will be here tomorrow, Gracie. It would be best if you remembered to rest now and then. You’re growing a little person,” Mac said, hoping his voice sounded playful so his stubborn wife wouldn’t take offense to his trying to look out for her.

When a yawn followed the roll of her eyes, she reluctantly agreed to stop for the day. “Okay, but I want dessert tonight!” Grace said, pouting.

“If you can stay awake, I’ll give you all the dessert you can handle.”

Grace scoffed, but she knew he wasn’t wrong. She hadn’t been able to keep her eyes open much past DJ’s bedtime the past several days. But she was determined that her physical needs would win out tonight. She’d let too many days go by without release again, and she knew that wasn’t good for either of them.

However, Merlin had other ideas as he hopped up on Grace’s lap, turned around twice, and lay down, purring like a motorboat. Within minutes, she became so relaxed that she nodded off. Mac decided to let them be for a bit. He still had emails that needed attention and figured if Grace had a little cat nap—literally—she’d be able to enjoy a lovely interlude before bed.

Since he’d turned his phone off, anticipating sex with Grace, he switched it back on again while she rested. There was a missed call from Daniella Armstrong, who ran the Los Angeles branch of Stewart Enterprises. Mac clicked on the voicemail and listened.

Hi McKinley, it’s Daniella. I hate to bother you after hours, ...