As he was on the road so much, Chance needed all the help he could get on the domestic front. He was lucky enough to be able to afford that help and had a private chef who came in once a week and prepped all his meals for him in advance so all Chance had to do was warm them up. This was a huge relief as Chance hated cooking and, if honest with himself, pretty bad at it, mostly because he didn't care.
The other house service Chance indulged in was twice a week house cleaning. Not only would the trusty Mrs. Westcott clean everything that didn't move out of her way, she also organized everything out of place, did the laundry, the beds and the dishes. As far as Chance was concerned she was a legitimate angel and he made sure she knew how much he appreciated her.
So it was a bit of a shock when Chance walked into his kitchen and found....NOT Mrs. Westcott. There was Chance, standing there, shirtless, in loose hanging linen pajama pants, expecting to find a pot of brewed coffee and his domestic angel, instead he found a startlingly handsome blonde man, spraying the granite counters and wiping them down.
"Oh....," started Chance and then let his voice trail off as he genuinely did not know what to say to this good looking man cleaning his kitchen. The other man looked up and in a flash took in Chance's muscular frame and the distinct press of a very nice, meaty cock up against pajama pants.
"Mr. Fletcher, hi, hi, don't be alarmed, I'm Teo Anders and I'm only filling in briefly for Mrs. Westcott, the agency sent me? Not that anyone could actually fill in for Westie, she's a bit of a legend." He said all this in a bit of a rush, and Chance, who had only just woken up, was following about half of it.
"Okay." said Chance, striding towards the fancy coffee pot, which was one of the few kitchen appliances he could work properly, "Is she okay?"
"Yes, oh gosh, yes, she's just not feeling great today, which is really unlike her, as I said she's a legend, so when they asked for someone to cover for her, of course I said yes, honestly she's so good to all of us, I'd do anything for her." responded Teo with a nervous little shrug.
"You doing okay?" asked Chance, "You seem a bit nervous, are you okay being here?"
"Yes, I'm sorry, do I? I guess I do, I am just always a bit nervous I guess, just my personality. No problems here though, you have a beautiful condo and honestly, it hardly needs anything, it's already so clean. Not that I don't have anything to do...," he added hastily.
With the coffee quickly pouring into his usual mug - the one with the big handle - Chance was already feeling a little more relaxed.
"It's okay man, I wasn't saying you didn't." he said with a charming smile that had melted more than one heart. "I just don't want you to feel nervous." Chance started to laugh, "The reason it's so clean is probably because I'm not here that often, I mean that's definitely not going to get it dirtier!"
Teo seemed to unwind a little bit, "Yeah, that would definitely help!"
Chance caught the other man checking him out again. Realizing what was going on with Teo, Chance decided to really take in this man who was once again cleaning the same piece of countertop.
Teo had a compact build; not too short, a nice taper to him, wide shoulders, nice trim waist. Great definition in his arms that were really well framed in the dark blue golf shirt he wore with the beige uniform pants. The same outfit he'd seen Mrs. Westcott in a thousand times, but definitely more intriguing on Teo. With a fair complexion, the aforementioned blonde hair and a very sweet face, that was still nervous but had some mischief shadowed in there somewhere, Teo made a very nice package. Speaking of packages, he didn't seem short in that area either if the bulge in his pants was anything to go by.
Chance's coffee was full up, so he grabbed his cup to head back to his bedroom. He wanted to quickly go through the headlines for the news that day on his tablet before really committing to the day. Missing Mrs. Westcott was enough of a surprise.
"Okay, Teo..right? Let me know if there's anything you need or you can't find something, by some miracle I think I'm working here for the day."
"Sounds great Mr. Fletcher, and if you need anything, please let me know, cause that's literally what I'm here for, you know anything you need or want."
From anyone else this could sound sexy or perhaps even suggestive, but coming out of Teo's mouth it was rushed and back to nervous.