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You got a call from Mr. Reyes a week ago. He got your number from a couple different parents he seemed to know. They were all upper class and rich families, so you were expecting a certain type when you met him. You were incredibly surprised when you drove up to his house.
His house was large, two stories with who knows how many bedrooms. All the homes in this area had more than enough rooms. You noticed a nice motorcycle in the driveway, a mid-sized family SUV, and a sports car. You glanced at your car and cringed, compared to all these families with their nice cars, your car was shit. Who were you kidding, it was shit no compared to actual shit. You locked your car and approached the front door.
Mr. Reyes and his family moved into the neighborhood a few months ago. You knew most of the people on this block, since most hired you. But he was new and a mystery, you were sure he didn’t even have kids. But apparently, he did. And to make sure this wasn’t some freak you called several of your employers and they all confirmed he had two kids. A boy and a girl. The several parents you spoke to didn’t seem to have good things to say about the kids, but the women all seemed to enjoy Mr. Reyes.
You knocked on the front door and then rang the bell. Outside the front door you noticed a pair of muddy cowboy boots and a pair of purple shoes, also covered in mud. You smiled at them. When the door opened you were greeted by a very large man. A very attractive large man. He towered over you, the sides of his hair were buzzed and on the top of his head was a mop of curly hair. He had a goatee that was neat, you noticed a few grey hairs in it. He had a blank face but his eyes seemed to be curious. You were used to handsome dads, you and a few other babysitters you knew had your favorite DILFs, but this guy just made the top of your list.
“Hello, I’m the babysitter. Are you Gabriel Reyes?”
“Yes I am. So glad you could come. Please, come inside.” He gestured you inside, you looked around his house and smiled. It was clean but you saw the evidence that there were two kids running around somewhere. The first was the jackets hanging up near the door, followed by the toys lingering in the hallway, “My kids are around here somewhere.”
“What are their names?” you asked. He gestured you into another room, you couldn’t help but admire his backside. Damn, those pants he was wearing made him look delicious, plus his shirt looked like it was going to rip at the seams. You hoped they did yet you were afraid they would.
“My girl is Sombra, and my boy is Jesse. I adopted them a few years back, they were in bad situations and I couldn’t help but bring them home with me.” he said. You were in a large kitchen, you were pretty sure your whole apartment could fit in the kitchen.
“That’s kind of you, Mr. Reyes. So, it’s just you three?”
“There isn’t a Mrs. Reyes, if that’s what you’re implying.” He said, glancing at you his face blank.
“What? Oh, I wasn’t. I need to make sure not to expect anyone. Like friends, cousins, grandparents.” You said, your face turning red.
“I see. No, just us three. Kids! Get down here.” He yelled the last part, not angrily but loud enough to be heard. A moment later two kids came around the corner, one was a girl about eight. She looked at you with wide eyes from halfway around her dad, you noticed she had long black hair. The boy was about ten, and he was a bit braver but still shy, you smiled at his messy hair and the cowboy hat in his hand, “Kids, this nice young woman might be your new babysitter. Will you both say hi?”
“Hi.” Said the young girl.
“Howdy,” smiled the boy.
“Hi, I’m (Y/N). It’s nice meeting you both. Now which one of you is Sombra?”
“I am,” she squeaked, but she stepped out behind her father’s legs.
“Hello Sombra, I love your name. It’s beautiful, just like you chiquita.” You smiled, she giggled and hid back behind her dad.
“And you must be Jesse,” You said glancing at the young boy, he only smiled shyly, “I bet you’re a really tough cowboy. Have you been horseback riding?”
“I went on my birthday.” He said excitedly.
“I love horseback riding. I haven’t been in so long though.”
“Next time I go, maybe you can come.”
“Maybe.” You smiled, you glanced up at the father and saw he was smiling.
An hour later you and Mr. Reyes were sitting at the dinner table. The kids were running around and playing while you both spoke. Gabe was going over your pay and what days you were available and he was asking you questions. It felt like you were in an interrogation, you couldn’t help but smile at how caring of a father he seemed to be.
“So, I have only one rule. I don’t want any friends over or boyfriends. Other than that, just treat my kids well.” Mr. Reyes said, there was a hint of a threat in his voice. You swallowed and nodded your head.
“I understand Mr. Reyes. I don’t have a boyfriend or many friends, so you don’t need to worry about that. I spend most of my time at school or babysitting. Plus, here is a list of parents’ I do babysit for, they all are within a few blocks of your home.” You said handing him a paper with names and phone numbers.
“Oh, thank you. What are you going to school for?” he asked, glancing at you. His eyes were so dark and so beautiful.
“To be a teacher Mr. Reyes.” You said with a smile, “What do you do sir?”
“You can call me Gabe. Mr. Reyes makes me feel older than I already am and I get called sir enough at work. But I work with Overwatch.”
“Oh, that’s different.”
“Is it?” he asked, his face was blank and one of his eyebrows was raised. His gaze made you squirm but you didn’t back down.
“Yes actually, many fathers around here are lawyers. Or doctors. There are many business men a street over, but I think they do some illegal stuff so I stopped watching their kids. Then some of the dad’s I have no idea what they do. Since you’re Overwatch, can I expect you to need me at random times?”
“I will try to give you a call beforehand, but some days I may need you at last minute. Is that alright?”
“Yes of course.”
“Great. Now, will you be comfortable to stay the night some days and watch them? Take them to school and bring them home?” he asked hesitantly.
“Yes, I just ask for my own room with a lock and I would need to know any house codes and where certain items might be. Also, a list of things that the children do and an estimated time that you might be gone.” You said.
“Of course. I have an important meeting in two days. Could you be here that day?”
“Of course.” You smiled.
When all the talking had been done, you were leaving. Gabe was walking you out and his daughter was holding onto your hand and talking to you about a computer she had. Jesse was telling you about different cowboys and what they did.
“Kids, she’s got to leave. You’ll see her in a couple days.” Gabe said, he was clearly amused.
“He’s right. When I come back you two better have all sorts of wonderful things to tell me. About computers and those cowboys.” You smiled, the kids looked excited. You got in your car and waved as you drove off. Gabe waved back and his eyes never left you.