The Nanny and the CEO by Rebecca Winters

his newspaper down on the glass-top patio table. He’d seen her ponytail swinging as she’d stepped out on the terrace and closed the sliding door. In a modest pale orange top and jeansthat still managed to cling to her womanly figure, he was going to have difficulty keeping his eyes off her.
    â€œSo this is where you are.” She walked right over and hunkered down in front of Jamie, who was strapped in the swing wide-awake. He liked the motion, but Nick hadn’t turned on the music yet. “I’ve been looking for you.” She kissed his cheek and neck. “Hey—you’re wearing a nightgown. Do you have any idea how cute you look?”
    Jamie transferred his attention to her while he took little breaths as if he recognized her. Naturally he did. Nick could have been blindfolded but would still know her by her scent. It reminded him of wildflowers. This time she kissed his son’s tummy, causing him to smile. “Did you sleep through the night like a good boy?”
    â€œHe had a bottle at two-thirty and only woke up again at seven-thirty.”
    â€œWell, good for you.” She tickled his chin and got him to laugh out loud. “Five hours is terrific. The sixty-four-thousand-dollar questions is, how’s Dad?” She shot Nick a direct glance. The iridescent blue of her eyes was an extraordinary color.
    â€œDad’s all right for an old man. What about you?”
    â€œI got a wonderful sleep and now I’m ready to help put that nursery together.”
    â€œNot before you eat breakfast or you’ll hurt Cesar’s feelings.”
    â€œChef Cesar?” she teased.
    â€œThat’s right. He made a crab omelet in your honor with plenty of butter.”
    â€œDid you hear that, Jamie? I guess I’d better eat it while it’s still hot.” She sat down opposite Nick and removed the cover on her plate. “Croissants, too?” Hergaze darted to the baby, who followed her movements while she ate. “We’re going to have to go for a long walk in the stroller to work off the pounds I can already feel going on. But that’s okay because this food is too good to resist.”
    Nick couldn’t imagine her ever having that kind of a problem. “Coffee?”
    â€œPlease.”
    To his dismay he discovered Reese had another quality he liked besides her ability to have fun. She enjoyed everything and ate her meal with real pleasure. No female of his acquaintance did that, certainly not Erica, who was constantly watching her figure.
    He found Reese a woman devoid of self-consciousness. For some men, it might be off-putting, but for Nick it had the opposite effect…a fact that troubled him more than a little bit. She was his nanny for heaven’s sake!
    After finishing her coffee, she looked across at him with a definite smile in her eyes. “Before we put our shoulders to the wheel—is there anything I should be worried about in the Wall Street Journal this morning?”
    He chuckled. “Not unless you’ve been following news on the euro.”
    â€œIs it good or bad?”
    Her question surprised him for the simple reason he couldn’t imagine it being of interest to her, but she was being polite so he would return the compliment. “Overnight it staged a late surge in U.S. trading, rebounding sharply against the dollar. As a result it unwound the ‘carry’ trades and sent the Australian dollar and Brazilian real plunging.”
    Her well-shaped brows knit together. “Is that a critical situation in your eyes?”
    â€œNo, but it has some global economists rattled.”
    â€œWell, if you’re not upset, then I’m certainly not going to be.” She got to her feet. “If you don’t mind, I’ll carry him back to my bedroom and give him a quick bath. Then we’re all yours.”
    Nick had no idea what to make of her. But as he watched her disappear with Jamie, he decided