Название: A Nanny Under the Mistletoe: A Nanny Under the Mistletoe / Single Father, Surprise Prince!
Автор: Teresa Southwick
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781408901281
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“What did you notice?” he asked.
Like she would actually share her most personal and intimate thoughts with him. “It’s not so much that as watching Morgan tonight. She made a couple of comments about kids with the adults around them. Wondering if they were moms and dads.”
Jess folded his arms over his chest. “So you’re wondering whether or not her teacher is right about a delayed reaction to losing her parents.”
“Yeah. It crossed my mind.” Among other things, she thought.
“Do you think she needs to see a professional?”
“It’s an option,” she agreed. “I think it might be best to just observe for a while.”
“Okay,” he said.
“And I’m thinking it might be a good idea to get out pictures of Charity and Ben. Not only is there a chance she would open up, but we should try and keep their memory alive for their child.”
“You’re right. Okay.”
Okay. There’d been willingness in his voice to do whatever Morgan needed. That was the kind of thing that warmed Libby’s heart and fueled her impossible fantasies where Jess was concerned. It’s why she wasn’t prepared to do anything drastic to uproot Morgan yet again.
As long as Libby was around to keep that little girl from getting hurt, there was no reason things couldn’t stay the way they were. And that was the problem. They’d agreed she would stay on as nanny until Morgan adjusted. There was no guarantee he wouldn’t decide tomorrow that Morgan was peachy and Libby’s services were no longer required.
She didn’t think he was there yet. At the moment she was more worried about her secret crush on him. But she’d had a lot of practice in hiding how she felt and would simply keep on not letting Jess see what was in her heart, the feelings that just refused to go away.
Chapter Seven
Libby and Jess had agreed to let the trauma of the E.R. and the sugar rush of Halloween recede before talking to Morgan about her parents. A week after trick-or-treating, the stitches had been removed and the remainder of the candy stash discreetly discarded.
It was Saturday, two weeks before Thanksgiving, a rare cold and rainy day in Las Vegas. Jess had turned on the gas fireplace in the family room where the three of them had watched Morgan’s favorite animated movie. A feeling of yearning enveloped Libby just as tangible and encompassing as the cold. She wanted this to be real. She wanted a family.
With an effort, she pushed the yearning away even as she dreaded what was coming.
Morgan wiggled on the sofa beside her and looked up. “I’m bored, Aunt Libby.”
She met Jess’s gaze and gave him a what-do-you-think-about-now? look. He only hesitated a moment before nodding slightly.
Morgan glanced between them and asked, “What did I say?”
Libby fervently wished he would take the lead on this, which was nothing more than classic avoidance. She was the one with a degree in early childhood education, the one with child-care experience. Of the two of them, she could be considered the kid expert, but that was not how she felt in this delicate situation. She loved kids and cared about every single one, but there was a special place in her heart for Morgan. She was emotionally involved, which made knowledge and experience not very useful.
If it was within her power, she would make this child’s life perfect and never let anything bad happen. Obviously she was powerless or they wouldn’t be here now. And sometimes pain was a necessary therapy to get to a better place. She clung to that with every fiber of her being.
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