Название: Marrying The Virgin Nanny / The Nanny And Me
Автор: Teresa Southwick
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Контркультура
Серия: Mills & Boon Cherish
isbn: 9781408900895
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She pressed him close and gently swayed, the movement coming automatically. When he’d calmed enough, she settled him into the bend of her elbow, then took his tiny hand in hers and brushed his palm with her thumb. The intensity of the cries diminished until the sound was more like a cat’s meow, one that was telling her off big time for letting the situation deteriorate to such a low.
“I know, sweetheart. You’re absolutely right. The conditions here are deplorable and completely intolerable. But things are looking up.” She glanced at Jason Garrett who was watching her through narrowed eyes.
“I wasn’t finished talking to you.” He wasn’t accustomed to losing control of a situation.
“I was finished talking to you until this little one is sufficiently reassured that his needs will be met.” She cuddled the child close. Smiling down she asked, “What’s his name?”
“Brady.” He moved close. “Brady Hunter Garrett.” Tentatively brushing a finger over the downy dark fuzz on the child’s head, he smiled.
Maggie’s stomach quivered and pitched. He’d been all brooding darkness until he looked at his son. It was an expression so tender and loving her heart quivered and pitched, too.
“It’s a good, strong name.” She continued to caress the tiny palm as she said, “It’s nice to meet you, Brady Hunter Garrett.”
“Are you always so take-charge?” he asked.
“Are you always so long-winded?”
“What does that mean?” he demanded, the brooding look back.
“Brady’s needs come before yours.”
“Not when my need is to make sure he’s safe,” Garrett snapped.
“It’s easy to see why you go through nannies like napkins at a car wash.”
“I don’t have to explain myself to you. I’m the employer; you’re the employee.”
“Not yet. If you can interview me, I should be extended the same courtesy to decide whether or not I want to work for you.”
“Do you screen all potential employers?”
“This is the first time.”
Maggie wasn’t sure why she was doing it now except something was weird here. Her specialty was infants from birth to six weeks. Go in, stabilize the situation, so new mom could get her sea legs and some rest, get out before she, Maggie, fell in love with the child and couldn’t leave without breaking her heart. Ginger Davis, owner of The Nanny Network, had always placed her in work situations with couples—husband and wife or man and woman living together in a committed relationship. Always she’d met the infant’s mother first. Not this time.
“Where’s Mrs. Garrett?” she asked.
“I’m not married.”
“But Brady has a mom.”
He frowned and his perpetual dark look grew positively black. “The woman who gave birth to him is not going to be a part of his life.”
Was that his way of saying she’d passed away? If only there’d been time for Ginger to fully brief her on this position.
“Is she—I mean, was there a medical problem?”
“Nothing like that. All you need to know is that she won’t be an issue.” And the scowl on his face put an end to further questions on the subject.
She had news for him. A mother who disappeared from your life could be an even bigger issue. Maggie knew from firsthand experience.
“Now, if it’s all right with you,” he continued, “I have a few questions.”
“I’m an open book,” she said.
“May I see your references?”
“I didn’t bring anything with me.”
“Then you’re the first who’s arrived without them.”
“I’m between assignments, Mr. Garrett, and was expecting to have several weeks off. Ginger said this was an emergency and I should come right away. She promised to messenger over whatever paperwork was required.”
“I require it before you interact with my son.”
“Then we have a problem.”
She stared at the little boy in her arms who was sucking on his little fist and staring up at her with his father’s dark eyes. There was a funny sort of tightness in her chest just before she felt a powerful tug on her heart. He was a beautiful child, but that wasn’t a surprise because his father was an incredibly handsome man.
This was a first, too. She normally felt nothing but the general nurturing instincts that babies always generated in her. This was different. Because there was no mother in the picture? Because she was one of a long line of nannies in his short little life? Because Jason Garrett clearly needed her? Or was it the man himself?
He was as compelling as any Gothic romance hero she’d ever read. He was Mr. Darcy, Heathcliff and Edward Rochester all rolled into one tall, muscular, attractive and dashing package.
She would be the first to admit that her hormones hadn’t been out for a test drive in quite a while. But they were making up for lost time in a big way now. This father-son duo packed a powerful punch in the few minutes she’d been here. How much damage could they do if given half a chance? It was a disaster in the making.
“I don’t think I can work for you, Mr. Garrett.” She shifted the baby into his arms and the way he instantly stiffened told her he wasn’t used to this.
She refused to let her sympathy cloud her better judgment and walked out of the room.
“Ms. Shepherd—” He caught up with her in the foyer. “Wait—”
Bracing herself, she turned to face him but could only raise her gaze to the collar of his shirt. “There’s no point in wasting any more of your time.”
“It’s my time and I’m asking for just a few more minutes of yours.”
“I don’t think there’s anything left to say.”
“That’s where you’re wrong.”
“I’m wrong?” she said, taking her purse from the table and sliding the strap over her shoulder.
The baby started to whimper and flail his fists and the just-this-side-of-panic look was back in his father’s eyes. “Okay. Maybe I’ve been a little hasty in judgment. But look at it from my perspective.”
“And what is that?”
It was a mistake to ask, but that wasn’t her first one. Going soft when he all but admitted he was wrong was the number one slip-up.
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