Chapter Eight
“I already told you. You don’t want me as a nanny.”
His eyes pinned her with intelligence and determination. If she didn’t have a care in the world, this offer was manna from heaven. A gift. What she wouldn’t give to be Madeline’s nanny, but he didn’t know the truth. Couldn’t know the truth.
“You’re under the impression I don’t know what I’m looking for. I have hired other women to be Madeline’s nanny, but she didn’t gel with any of them. You, she has. Very quickly.”
Elizabeth shook her head. “You don’t understand…”
He cut her off. “I understand you said you haven’t had much experience with children. But from what I’ve seen, you handle yourself pretty well. In any case, it works for my daughter, and that’s all I care about.”
“I don’t mean that.” She clenched her fists.
