Page 40 of Unwrapping Romance

“Did you call the nanny agency?”

“Yes. They’re sending someone over for an interview in an hour.”

“Good.” I grabbed my coffee and walked back to my office.

Sierra

“I didn’t sign up for this,” I told Tristan.

“I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that Jack has a kid and never told anyone,” Tristan said as he ate his protein bar.

I looked over at Ellie as she ate her sandwich. My heart still broke for her. All she talked about was her mom. We were bonding, and I knew if Jack hired a nanny to care for her, she would have a hard time with it.

“You won’t have to deal with it much longer,” Tristan said. “Jack will hire a nanny, and you can go back to being his assistant.”

“Yeah.” I picked up my water bottle and tipped it to my lips.

Once Ellie finished her lunch, I took her back to my desk, got out her coloring books and crayons, and had her color.

“I have a lot of work to do, so I need you to sit here very quietly and color me a pretty picture.” I smiled. “Can you do that for me?”

“Yes.” Ellie took a blue crayon from the box.

As I was working, an older woman stopped at my desk.

“Can I help you?” I looked up at her.

“I’m Paula from the nanny agency. I have an interview with Mr. Atlas.”

I immediately didn’t like her.

“Is that the child?” She pointed to Ellie.

“Yes. This is Ellie. Follow me,” I said, opening Jack’s door. “Jack, Paula is here from the nanny agency.”

“Send her in. Have Tristan keep an eye on Ellie while you join us.”

I walked over to Tristan’s desk. “Jack needs you to watch Ellie while we interview for the nanny position.”

“So now I’m a babysitter?” He cocked his head.

“I guess so.” I smirked. “She’s at my desk coloring.”

I walked into Jack’s office and sat on the couch next to him while Paula sat in the chair across from us.

“I’ve been a nanny for twenty years,” Paula said. “I believe structure is very important, and routine and rules are mandatory. How old is your daughter, Mr. Atlas?”

“She’s four.”

“Four-year-olds can be difficult. But with the right rules, they can be handled.”

My brows furrowed because I didn’t like this lady. Jack noticed my expression and narrowed his eyes. The door opened, and Ellie ran in. Tristan followed behind.

“I’m sorry. She’s not listening to me,” he said.

“Little girl, come over here,” Paula spoke authoritatively.

Ellie ran over and wrapped her arms around me.

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