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Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78894 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78894 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Seasiders,
We all know the youngest Bradley sibling must be the most carefree of the bunch. Last this writer heard, Palmer was employed with at least five different jobs. Pet walker, house sitter, vet receptionist, nanny, and the least of my favorite, pooper scooper. To each her own, I guess.
Word on the docks is Palmer has caught the eye of our latest new Seaside resident and single dad, Mason Bryan. Oh, his little boy, Charlie, is just the sweetest thing. A little seagull has planted in my ear that Palmer will be Charlie’s new nanny…don’t worry, Seasiders, I’ve got my ear to the ground and will keep you updated on this latest development.
Fair winds and following seas!
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Palmer
October 31
A nanny.
What in the hell was my sister Addie thinking when she volunteered me for a position as a nanny? For starters, I’d never babysat once in my entire life. The closest I’d come to babysitting was looking after the dogs I walked for a living. Well, that was one of my jobs, anyway. Let’s just say I was more comfortable with animals than small children.
Anyone who knew me knew I’d make a terrible nanny. I’m too free-spirited. I’d let the kid get away with everything, for goodness’ sake. Not to mention I’d have no idea what to do with them. At least with a dog I knew how to entertain them. But a child… the thought made my entire body quake.
“A nanny,” I mumbled as I watched my sister Addie walk down the aisle toward her high school sweetheart, Gannon. They were finally getting married after life had kept them apart for far too long.
I smiled as I watched my father place Addie’s hand in Gannon’s. It was a small wedding, and the best part about it was that it was taking place on Halloween. The rainy weather had caused the wedding to be moved from outside to inside, but everything was so beautiful and my sister had never looked happier. In the end, that was all that mattered.
Drawing in a deep breath to keep from crying, I looked past the happy couple and my eyes caught sight of the father who had recently been occupying my thoughts.
Mason Bryan.
Father to Charlie, who was five years old and had started kindergarten in Seaside after they’d moved here from Boston. He was probably the cutest kid I’d ever met—not that I had met a ton of kids in my twenty-seven years. Mason was the new doctor in Seaside, and with his good looks, he’d become pretty popular among the sick and the not-so-sick.
Did I mention the man was hot as hell? Even the local gossip column had written about him a few times already. And according to Addie—who worked as Mason’s office manager and helped out with patients since she was also a nurse—the rise in female patients had been hitting record numbers. Apparently, there were several women in Seaside who had suddenly become sick after Mason took over the practice from Dr. James, our town’s previous doctor for as long as I could remember.
“Stop staring at the hot doctor,” my sister Sutton whispered next to me.
I shot her a dirty look. “I’m not!” I hissed.
She raised her brows and gave me a questioning smirk.
“I wasn’t staring!” I whisper-shouted. That caused Addie, Gannon, and the preacher to turn and look at me. My cheeks instantly heated, and I gave them all a quick smile while mouthing sorry.
Once the wedding ceremony was over and an endless number of pictures had been taken, we all made our way to the reception room, where the party really began. It warmed my heart to see my two sisters, Addie and Sutton, so happy and in love. A small part of me was jealous, but I’d come to realize that the word love and I were not kindred spirits. I’d had one too many bad relationships to even consider getting involved with anyone again. At least not anytime soon.
My mind traveled back to Mason, aka the hot doctor, with his dark blond hair and hazel eyes. I quickly pushed that thought away.
After a few hours of playing the dutiful bridesmaid, I found a chair and sat down to rest my aching feet and watch everyone enjoying themselves. My sister Sutton was dancing with Brody, her husband of only a month or so. I couldn’t help but smile as Brody dipped her and she let out a laugh. My eyes drifted to the right, and I caught sight of Addie and Gannon in a sweet embrace on the dance floor.
Nope. Not jealous at all. Not one bit.
Liar, liar, pants on fire.
Brody and Gannon were brothers, so it was kind of sweet they’d married two sisters.
Sighing, I lifted my wine glass and took a sip while I scanned the room. Suddenly, a little boy with the bluest eyes appeared in front of me.