Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
“Well if you’re not interested, tell me more about this sexy little Mary Poppins, because I might be interested. I know how to handle a woman with a smart mouth.” I cringed at the thought of Alex, playboy extraordinaire, seducing my nanny. Lena’s nanny that is.
“She’s not your type,” I growled. “Trust me.”
“Just because you find me hideous and undatable doesn’t mean all men will, Mr. Rush. And I’ll thank you not to talk smack about me to your friends.”
Shit. I turned slowly, the sound of Alex’s laughter ranging in my ears, until my gaze landed on Lucy’s blue eyes. “Lucy.”
“Oh shit brother, you’re in trouble now,” Alex said around loud, guffawing laughter.
“Shut up, Alex.”
“Don’t be mad at me. Just tell her that you want her and can’t think straight. Women love that shit.”
“Shut. Up.” I growled into the phone while Lucy watched with narrowed eyes and barely concealed laughter on her lips. Lush, full lips. “Lucy,” I began again.
Before I could utter even two words, she held up a hand to stop me, a sweet smile on her face. “I just came to let you know that Lena and I are going to the children’s history museum. They have an exhibit on royals. That’s all.” One brow arched, daring me to say anything unrelated to the museum.
“Lena will love that. Take the Escalade.”
For the first time there was a flash of temper in her eyes, but ever the professional, she banked it quickly and hit me with an icy stare. “That was part of the agreed upon job conditions,” she offered sarcastically, girl next door smile still in place.
“Lucy,” I began again and took a step forward.
The stubborn woman twirled on her heels and gave me her back instead of a moment of her time. “Lena, are you ready to go see princesses?”
“Yay! And queens?”
“And queens,” she responded with a smile. “Let’s hop into our carriage Princess!”
The sound of Lena’s sweet giggles was the last thing I heard, but when I pressed my face against the window, there they were, hand in hand as they skipped across the driveway and into the pearl white Escalade.
“Dammit Alex,” I growled. “You made me piss off the nanny.”
“The good news is that I have a few ideas how you can make her feel better.”
My only response was a low growl, because Alex didn’t understand. “When you have kids you’ll understand.” The last thing I wanted was for the nanny to quit because I pissed her off.
Chapter 7
Lucy
Dante Rush was annoying. And stupid.
And gorgeous as all get out.
Damn him, thinking that I was so hideous that not even his friend would find me attractive. Well, you know what? Screw him! No, not screw him. Forget him, at least as much as was possible while living under the same roof. I was comfortable in my own skin, thank you very much. These curves were as much a part of me as the thick blond hair I couldn’t bring myself to cut, and my blue eyes that sat a little too far apart.
“Jerk face bastard,” I growled as I got dressed for my second day on the job. Yesterday with Lena was just perfect. The little girl oohed and aahed over the exhibit on royals, soaking up every ounce of information like her life depended on it. I snapped a few dozen photos of her, which I would share with Dante. Eventually.
Today I was going to make him eat his words by showing him that I was more than just cute, as my mom always referred to me. Without dressing in some skintight miniskirt and sky high heels, I would make Dante regret talking badly about me to his stupid friend.
I dressed carefully in my standard nanny uniform, but with a twist. My favorite pair of dark stretchy pants that molded to my every curve and accentuated my hourglass shape. I chose a deep blue shirt that made my eyes pop, and then I lined them with a smoky brown pencil. And sure, I might have worn a bra that made my D-cups hang nice and perky just to torture him a little, but you know what they say about a woman scorned and all that.
Blue sneakers completed the look with matching blue hair combs that made me look like a combination of the girl next door and a wet dream. “Perfect.”
I made my way to Lena’s room to find the little girl bouncing with energy on her bed. “Morning Lucy!”
“Good morning, Princess Lena. Did you sleep well?” In the short time I’ve spent with her, she’d proven to be smart and inquisitive, and so adorable it was hard not to pinch her cheeks all the time.
Lena nodded. “I slept like a princess.” She giggled and stopped jumping on her bed. “Clothes?”
I nodded. “Very good. Pick out something and we’ll talk about it.” I loved watching kids as they learned how to become independent, starting with the clothes they chose to wear. Some kids would wear costumes every day if they were allowed, while others had a hard time matching up prints.