Page 9 of The Biker Needs A Nanny

Finally, the school doors open, and the teachers come out. The line moves, and I shift into gear.

Grace rubs her palms on her thighs and starts humming a tune under her breath. It takes me a minute to realize the tune isIt’s a Small World.

“Nervous?” I ask.

“What if they don’t like me?”

“They’re going to love you. Believe me.”

“How do you know?”

“Because you’re pretty and have a sweet smile. They’re going to be following you around like two little puppies before you know it.”

“Any advice? What do they like?”

“Ella loves anything girly. She’s my fairy princess. Poppy likes puzzles and to have stories read to her. Poppy can amuse herself. Ella, not so much, but she plays well with her sister.”

“Do they fight?”

“Rarely. Mostly because Poppy is so easygoing and goes along with everything Ella wants to do.”

She sucks in a deep breath.

I frown. “You told me you were good with kids.”

“I am. It’s just… first impressions are important.”

It’s our turn, and I roll up to the front.

A teacher pulls open the back door, and the girls scramble in.

“How are my pretty girls today? How was school?”

They both shrug out of their backpacks and buckle into their seats, but their wide-eyes are fixed on Grace. Neither says a word.

The teacher waves and closes the door, and I pull away.

I glance in the rearview mirror. “Ella, Poppy, this is Grace. She’s going to be your new nanny.”

“Is this one staying?” Ella asks.

“I hope so, kid.”

Grace turns and smiles. “I’d like us to become good friends, Ella. My favorite color is blue. What’s yours?”

“Pink,” she says.

“Mine’s rainbow,” Poppy chimes in.

“Who’s your favorite princess?” Grace asks.

“Cinderella. She has the prettiest dress,” Ella replies. “Besides, her name has my name in it.”

Grace gives her a wide-eyed look. “It does, doesn’t it?”

Ella nods with a big grin.

Grace twists to look at Poppy. “And who is your favorite?”

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