Page 7 of Nanny For Biker Wolf Daddy

“Yes, sir. I’ll call her today, sir.”

“Good. Now call this man. His name is Micah. Tell him that I told you to call. He is involved with a food bank and an animal shelter and can help get you set up with your community service.”

“Yes, sir,” the kid said.

He walked out of the courtroom. When Rory passed him sitting on the outside steps, he was on the phone with Micah.

“Do you have a ride?” Rory asked.

“My mom’s coming to get me. I’m going to stay with her until I can get a job and get my own place.”

“Good plan.”

Rory smiled. He always felt good when he could make a difference in someone’s life.

He called Savvy’s references. They all gave her glowing recommendations. The owner of the last daycare she worked at confirmed her story.

“I was devastated when she told me that she was going to move to New Mexico instead of coming back here. She has a magical way with the kids,” the woman said.

The kids were running around the backyard in circles when he got back home. Amy was sitting in the middle of the yard just watching them.

“They’re making me dizzy. They are so full of energy that I can’t even pretend to keep up with them.”

“I got it,” Rory said. “Thanks.”

“Hey, goobers. You wanna shift and run?”

Both of them ran up to him screaming, “Yes,” as they pulled off their clothes.

“Fold them up and put them in a bag, even if we are just going in the woods behind the house. It’s a good habit to get into.”

They ran until the pups were tired. They raced around trees, played hide and go seek, and went swimming in the river that cut through the wooded area. Rory was glad when they finally slowed down because they were making him tired, too, and he took pride in being fit.

While they were walking back, Cat asked, “Is Savvy going to be our new nanny?”

“Do you want her to be?”

“Yes,” both kids said.

“I’ll make the call later,” he promised.

“Woohoo,” they yelled.

He made the phone call and then got the kids ready for dinner. After dinner and the kids were put in bed, Rory and Sebastian met up at a little shack outside of town they considered their clubhouse. No one else was around.

Rory tossed his brother a beer and straddled a chair backward.

“I am a little concerned about Mark,” Rory said. “Last night his pupils were blown.”

“I saw that. It’s not the first time, either. I’ve seen him hanging around some of the guys in town who are dealing.”

“I’ve asked him about it and reminded him that won’t be tolerated if he wants to be a part of the Griffins. He swore up and down that he’s not dealing or using.”

“Do you believe him?” Sebastian asked.

“About as much that Santa Claus is going to bring Cat a hippo for Christmas this year.”

“It’s September and she’s already singing that song?” Sebastian laughed.

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