Billionaire Babysitter

I had one task. I was only supposed to be an emergency backup for my roommate Sasha. I was supposed to make a few hundred dollars to get new brakes, an oil change and a new light for my 99 Honda Accord that was barely clinging to life. Watch his kid. That's what I was hired to do. So, why did I find myself sprawled across his off-white, thick sheets swallowing them, instead?