Page 6 of Nanny for Grumpy Grant
Caleb winces again. “His sister, Marianne, told me he used to work for a home construction company in Durango. Framing, roofing... that sort of thing.”
“Well, either she lied, or he did.”
“Cole’s the one who actually interviewed him.”
I roll my eyes. Of course he did. Immediately, a mental image of Marianne flashes—tight red curls, that breathy voice, and a wardrobe better suited to a nightclub than a job site.
“Cole interviewed whom, exactly? Tanner, or Marianne?”
Caleb tries not to smile. “I didn’t ask.”
“Didn’t think so.”
“I’m sorry, man,” he says, finally sounding like he means it. “You heading home now?”
“Yeah. I’ve got to get there before the nanny tries another one of her brilliant strategies and convinces Emily that crying alone in a room builds character.”
Caleb leans back against his truck and folds his arms like he’s about to change my life. That look always makes me nervous.
“Good timing, then. I found you someone.”
I stop. “Someone for what?”
“For the job. Nanny. I’m telling you—this one’s solid.”
“Nope.” I shake my head, already walking again. “I’m done. No more nannies. No more temporary fixes. They’re all useless.”
Caleb straightens, not moving from my path. “This one’s not from an agency.”
I raise a brow. “What, you picking up child care specialists at the gas station now?”
He smiles. That smug, patient Caleb smile that means he’s about to drop a bomb he knows I won’t like. “It’s Ivy.”
I stare at him. “Ivy?”
He nods. “Ben Walker’s little sister. She’s back in town. She’s good with kids.”
“She's also scrawny, loud, and thinks she’s too good for Silvercreek.”
“She was seventeen the last time you saw her, Grant.”
“And?”
“And people grow up. She's smart. And more importantly, she's not going to treat Emily like a checklist.”
I cross my arms. “What if she leaves in a week? What if she finds a ‘real job’ and vanishes?”
Caleb shrugs. “Then you won’t have to fire her. Win-win.”
I glare.
He waits.
I sigh. “What time?”
“Eight a.m. tomorrow.”
I shake my head again, but this time with less conviction. “If she even mentions kale, I’m out.”
