Page 5 of Omega's Midlife Love
Chapter 3 - David
Ilaughed as a couple of boys ran past, an exasperated nanny chasing them through the house.
It was the third nanny in as many days, and I had the feeling that the temp place was looking forward to the family’s vacation ending.
The nanny shot me a dirty look, and I reined in my laughter to chuckles, then stepped out from behind the kitchen island. I crouched down to be at eye-level to the kids.
“Hey there,” I said.
Both boys stopped and looked at me. “What?” the older of the two asked.
I smiled. “It’s almost snack time, isn’t it?”
He shrugged.
I laughed. “I think it is, and I thought we might have some fun.”
He wrinkled his nose. “What kind of fun?”
I glanced at the fruit on the counter. “How about I make a fruit salad for snack time, and you see which of you can identify the most fruits in it.”
“That doesn’t sound like fun.”
“Ah,” I countered. “But there’s a prize for the winner.”
He frowned. “What prize?”
I smiled. “How about the winner picks the type of dessert I’ll serve after dinner tonight.”
“Huh?”
“Cake, pie, custard… I get to decide what flavor, but the winner gets to pick what it is.”
“Oh.”
“Does that sound fun?”
The boys exchanged a glance, then the older one shrugged. “Ok.”
I grinned. “How about you both go clean up while I make the salad.”
The boys both studied me, then headed towards the bedrooms.
The nanny gave me a grateful look, then followed her charges.
I stood and turned to the fruit selection. I grinned, remembering the mini-cutters I kept in my bag. Fun shapes would make the game both more challenging and entertaining.
I’d just finished washing the fruit and was preparing to start preparing the salad, when my cell phone rang.
I grabbed my headset out of my pocket and popped it on my ear, then accepted the call.
“This is David,” I said as I returned to the sink to wash my hands.
“Mr. West?”
“Yep,” I replied. “Who is this?”
“This is Rachel with the agency.”
