10. The Nanny's Finest Adventure

*Third Person POV*

"Good Luck Samantha!"

At the crowded Gatwick Airport, a rather petite girl of nineteen years said goodbye to her best friend Joy as they began their new lives as nannies in two separate countries. Her friend Joy had chosen a job with a rather wealthy family in Dubai while Samantha had chosen a family in The United States of America.

With her friend a few terminals down, they said their final tearful goodbyes before parting ways with Samantha turning into her gate with just a small suitcase in hand and a folder containing information about her family and her charges.

Ever since she received the crucial file just three days prior she had read the information and studied it up and down, making sure she knew all she could to prepare herself for the adventure ahead.

With her fresh, unused passport in hand, she was checked at the gate and quickly entered the plane, finding the first class seat the family had kindly purchased for her. Her friend Joy had been so jealous when Samantha had shared the information since her family had just bought her a cheap ticket at the very back of the plane.

With her luggage in the overhead bin, Samantha took her seat and quietly glanced over the file again. She didn't know her employer's full names just yet, apparently, they were of an A-list celebrity status and wanted their private lives to be as private as possible. They were just the Jackson family.

She had interviewed with a man she didn't recognize over Skype and he seemed really nice from what she could tell. His name was L. Jackson, but that was it. During her three years of intense childcare studies, she hadn't kept up with the media or the times.

But she knew the children's names by heart.

There were five children in total with the eldest being a six year old girl named Jaydean. From their description of her, she seemed to be a sweet little girl who was attentive and smart. Which was a plus for Samantha because she always wanted to work with a gifted child and she just had a feeling about this little girl.

Then there were the 18 month old quads, which they affectionately called the quad squad. There was their apparent ringleader, Rumi who was a curious little boy who often gets himself into trouble and needs a watchful eye on him. There was his sidekick Nakoa who was a quiet little one who loves to be snuggled. A little girl named Novalee who was very serious for her age and rarely smiled. And finally Mika-Ji, the baby of the quads who was the least adventurous of the group.

She had memorized the babies schedules, their nap times, their feeding times, they wake up at 6:30 and go to bed at 6:00.

It was a household with three males as the parents which I thought was quite strange and I wondered what their living situation was like. Possibly three friends who adopted children or maybe three single fathers who decided to work together. I didn't know where the babies mum was, it wasn't listed but I'm sure the dads would explain it to me.

Although during the interview, L. Jackson had asked me if I was open to living in an LGBT household and I told him yes, because I grew up with two mums and didn't know anything different.

But if two of the fathers are gay, I think it would be really interesting because gay men are really feminine right? I'd make friends with them easier because it would be like having girlfriends, right?

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*Luca POV*

Bang...Bang...Bang

Thomas fires off three rounds from the handgun, hitting just a single glass bottle out of the fifteen we had lined up on the old wooden fence. With the quads taking a nap and Matthias out grabbing formula, the two of us decided to practice.

"Not bad for your first time," I tried to hold in my laughter as I pat him on the back and he sighed.

"What are you guys doing?" Thomas and I both turned to see Matthias standing behind us with a bag of groceries in one hand and the other on his hip, looking at us like he couldn't believe his eye.

"I brought home a few 22s for protection in case the new gate and Houston fail us," Thomas explains and Matthias raises his brow.

"And you expect to protect our babies with that kind of accuracy?" Matthias asks and I intervene.

"Hey give him a break, he's never shot a gun before. I highly doubt you could do any better," I said and Matthias burst out laughing. He held his hand out to Thomas, who handed him the gun. Matthias put down the groceries and looked at it for just a single second before taking aim and shooting. His hands work mechanically as he shoots and reloads faster than I ever could, hitting the fourteen bottles remaining, shattering each on and never missing.

My jaw drops to the floor when Matthias is done and he puts the safety back on like nothing happened.

"Let this be a lesson to you boys, never underestimate the lengths I'll go to protect our children," He says with a slight smirk as he hands the weapon back to Thomas and kisses his cheek.

"Keep practicing though, it's kind of sexy to see you two trying to hold down the fort," Matthias chuckles and kisses me too before going back inside. Thomas and I watch his confident walk as he goes into the house with shock and admiration. I whistle after him and I can see him shaking his head as he closes the door.

"Who did we marry again?" I asked Thomas who was just as dumbstruck as me.

"Apparently the sexiest sharpshooter on the planet," He mutters before we go back to practice, only to quickly realize we needed to find more bottles.