Janey laughed. “That bad, huh?”
Paul sighed. “You could say that.”
“I could’ve saved you the trouble and told you that before you went.”
“What part of ‘I don’t want to talk about it’ did you miss?”
This only added to Janey’s mirth. “Like it or not, that nanny of yours is smitten with you. And I doubt she appreciated you trying to throw another man in her direction.”
He took a sip of his soda. “Is this one of those times when I tell you to butt out and you completely ignore me?”
She leaned forward and smiled. “Yep. It is. I’ve known you for five years, Paul, and I’ve never seen you rattled by a female. Heaven knows, I’ve witnessed women flirting their little hearts out more times than I can remember, but you’ve barely registered it. Megan Carson is different, whether you like it or no
