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since he’d gotten here. I needed to call the nanny company but I just didn’t feel like dealing with them. In the mood I was in, I’d probably have them shut down. There was probably a good excuse for them not showing up, but that didn’t do anything to help me.
    Hell, I looked around the kitchen. It practically sparkled. Normally I kept a meticulous house. My mother’s housekeeper, Anna, came twice a month to keep me on track, but since Mason had arrived I’d been disorganized and sloppy. The kid didn’t leave me much time for cleaning or much of anything else. How did people do this with more than one kid? Maybe I’d have to call Anna and ask her to come before her scheduled date.
    I spied a sandwich and some fruit on a plate in the center of the table along with Jenna’s information. Not only had she cleaned my kitchen, but she’d made me lunch. I opened the bread to see what was between it. A turkey and cheese on wheat. One of my faves.
    Who is this woman?
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    Day nine with Mason and I was no more used to being a parent than I was on day one. I fired that stupid agency. They apologized profusely about some computer glitch. I was a businessman, shit happened. I just didn’t have time for shit to happen now.
    A soft knock on the front door pulled me from my computer screen. I’d taken to working at the island in the kitchen because it overlooked the family room where Mason’s portable crib was set up. My younger brother Caden had been popping in everyday to check on us, staying with the baby while I made diaper and formula runs. What happened to my beer and chick runs? Glancing at my watch, I saw that it was almost two. I’d worked right through lunch and Mason had been asleep a solid hour. Maybe he was getting used to his new digs.
    When I opened the door I was pleasantly surprised to see my mistake nanny standing on the porch. The things I wanted to do to this woman should have been illegal. They weren’t. Just out of the question with my kid sleeping in the next room.
    “Hi.” Jenna tucked her hair behind her ear. She wore one of those sexy little sundresses again. This time it was yellow. It was a stark contrast to her bronze skin, but the cut of the dress showed me she worked out on a regular basis. We had something in common. “I don’t mean to intrude, but I wanted to bring you this.” She pulled a bag off her shoulder. “I went shopping for Mason. I thought you could use some essentials.”
    “That was cool of you.” I took the bag from her before motioning into the house. “Come in.”
    “I don’t want to bother you.”
    “You’re not.” Clasping her soft hand in mine, I gently tugged her inside before closing the door. “Mason’s sleeping and I was just about to take a break from my computer.” I led her down the hall and into the family room.
    “Can I see him?”
    “Sure, but if you wake him, he’s yours.” I was serious too.
    “Deal.” She smiled, letting go of my hand and darting for the baby. “He’s an angel,” she whispered as she patted his back. “I thought about him all night.”
    “Should I be offended?” Shouldn’t I have been the one to star in her dreams last night? “You didn’t come here to see me?” I placed the bag by the sofa.
    “I did.” A hue of blush tinted her cheeks. “How are you both getting along today?” She glanced around the room, taking in the disarray of tossed clothes and unwashed bottles. “I thought your nanny would be here by now.”
    “So did I.”
    “They stood you up again?”
    “I told them I didn’t want their incompetent people caring for my child. I think they’re more upset over the substantial amount of cash they’re not going to get that I’d initially offered when calling. People in jams will spend whatever it takes to get good help.”
    “That nanny missed out.” Jenna reached into the crib and stroked Mason’s head. “Anyone would be lucky to be his nanny.”
    You don’t say...
    “Sit down.” I