Falling for the Babysitter by Penny Wylder

Author:Penny Wylder [Wylder, Penny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-02T16:00:00+00:00

It’s a grueling eight hours, but at least I didn’t get written up for being late. No one seemed to notice. All day, the only thing I can think about is getting back to Remy. Whatever this thing is between us feels more real than any other relationship I’ve ever been in before.

I pull into the driveway and see a car parked in front I’ve never seen before. I go inside and Sam is standing next to an older woman who I’ve also never seen before.

“Where’s Bailey,” I ask, assuming Remy must be upstairs with her.

“In her playpen,” Sam says. He has a look on his face I don’t quite trust. Like he’s hiding something.

I go upstairs, taking two steps at a time in a rush to see my daughter and Remy. But when I go into the office, Remy isn’t there. Just Bailey, standing up, crying. I pick her up and go back downstairs.

“What the hell is going on?” I ask, trying not to raise my voice so I don’t upset Bailey more than she already is. “Where’s Remy and why the hell was my daughter alone upstairs crying her eyes out?” I’m pissed, and not doing a very good job at holding in temper in front of this stranger. I know Remy wouldn’t just leave Bailey alone like this. Sam has done something. I feel it in my bones.

“I sent Remy home,” Sam says, raising his chin and setting his shoulders. If I weren’t with my child and this old woman, I would hit that smug look right off his face.

“What do you mean you sent her home?” I demand.

“I didn’t think it was appropriate to have her here anymore, and so I had a babysitting service send someone over. This is Deloris.”

I look at the stranger, my blood boiling over. She has a stern mouth, no trace of the patience or tenderness it takes to watch a busy infant. I’m sure she’s perfectly competent, and no doubt a babysitting service runs background checks, but this isn’t the face I want my child to see day in and day out while I’m working. I want Bailey to feel secure. Remy has a way with her warm smiles and gentle voice of putting people at ease. That’s the face I want my child seeing every day. That’s the face I want to see every day.

“You had no right,” I say, voice dipping dangerously low. I hope he hears the threat in it and isn’t as stupid as he looks.

“Actually, I do. I have every right. This is my house now, and I say who gets to be in it. And I don’t want Remy here,” he says defiantly.

“You don’t get to say who watches my child. You’ve crossed a line this time.” I look at Deloris and ask, “Is there any way I could get you to stay a little while longer?”

She looks confused. So does Sam. “I suppose I can,” she says.

“Thank you.”

I press my lips against Bailey’s cheek and blow ‘kissy bubbles’ against her cheek.

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