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I had only minutes left to pull myself together.

I was nearly at Banks’s house, so I could meet his son. Assuming all went well there, I’d presumably get the lay of the land, and we’d discuss some additional details for the nanny position.

Oddly enough, I was nervous about this unconventional interview.

When I walked into Harper Security Ops yesterday, I’d been hoping to get an interview for some administrative position within the company. I had been ready for that, prepared to rock the interview and secure a new job.

Now, I wasn’t feeling so confident.

After leaving the impromptu meeting with Banks in the parking lot yesterday, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the job opportunity he’d presented me with. The more I thought about it, the more I realized just how much I wanted the job.

It wasn’t exactly where I envisioned my life would havebeen by now, but it was certainly much closer to the lifestyle I had been planning to have. Granted, if it all worked out and Banks officially hired me, I wouldn’t be staying home to take care of my own house or family, and I’d be doing similar work for someone else, but I couldn’t be upset about doing something I’d find much more enjoyable than data entry or filing paperwork.

At this point, I was merely hoping Rhys would like me enough for Banks and his wife to want to proceed with some version of officially interviewing me, so I could be considered for the nanny position.

Feeling both a mix of excitement and nervousness, I turned onto the street where Banks lived. As I made my approach toward his house, I couldn’t miss the way my fingers curled a bit tighter around the steering wheel or how my belly started to tremble.

This wasn’t going to work.

While I didn’t have any of my own, I’d been around enough babies in my lifetime to know they could sense when people were on edge. If I didn’t want to be told to turn around and head right back to where I came from, I had to find a way to get it together.

I couldn’t screw this up.

Bringing my car to a stop in front of the house, I took a deep breath in an effort to calm myself down. Unsure I’d succeeded in doing that, but understanding I couldn’t sit here all day, I turned off the car and exited it.

A moment later, I was knocking gently on the door.

Almost instantly, the door opened, and Banks was standing there with a baby in his arms. “I’m so glad I was walking down the last two stairs when you knocked. I wouldn’t have heard you otherwise. Come on in.”

I stepped inside and lamented, “I’m sorry. I know yousaid Rhys was usually up from his morning nap by ten o’clock, but I didn’t want to risk disturbing him if he’d had a rough morning. I know that can happen sometimes.”

“There’s no need to apologize. I can appreciate the forethought. We’ve been pretty good about keeping Rhys on his schedule, and I think that helps tremendously with his mood,” Banks shared.

I offered a small smile and allowed my eyes to drop to the gorgeous baby in Banks’s arms. Suddenly, the change I’d seen in Banks yesterday when his whole face transformed at the simple thought of his son finally made sense. Because looking at the little boy did nearly the same thing for me. The corners of my mouth tipped up even higher, forcing my small smile to grow into a huge grin.

“Is this him?” I asked.

“This is him,” Banks declared.

Hoping he wouldn’t mind, I took a few steps forward and reached my hand out to Rhys. I took his tiny hand in mine and stroked my thumb gently over the soft skin. “Hi, Rhys.”

Rhys offered no response in return.

I lifted my gaze to Banks and noted, “He’s adorable.”

“Thank you. Why don’t we head into the family room, so he can play for a bit while you and I talk?” Banks suggested.

I found it strange that Banks indicated it would just be the two of us talking and that his wife wasn’t going to be involved in the discussion. I couldn’t imagine I wouldn’t want to be present while the person who’d be watching my baby was being interviewed.

Despite my thoughts, I replied, “That sounds great.”

We moved into the family room, and I saw a handful of toys scattered on the floor on top of a largeblanket.

“Feel free to grab a seat on the couch if you’d like, but I’m going to just get down on the floor here with him,” Banks said. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“Not at all. In fact, I’ll join the both of you, if that’s okay,” I returned, not only because I wanted Banks to see that I wasn’t uptight about anything but also because I was hoping Rhys might take to me a little better if I was willing to play with him.

“Of course, it’s alright.”

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