The Nanny’s Christmas Wish by Lacy Williams

Author:Lacy Williams [Williams, Lacy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lacy Williams Books LLC
Published: 2018-01-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Jace strode inside and scooped the pajama-clad boy into his arms.

Emotion clenched his chest like a saddle cinch drawn too tight. His son was all right. At least, he seemed to be.

Jace was acutely aware of Amber stepping into the entryway behind him, closing the door.

That kiss!

Bo pounded on his shoulder. "Put me down. I want Amber!"

Yeah, get in line, son.

Jace set Bo on his feet. The boy bounced—bounced!—to his nanny.

Amber gathered his son into her arms. Her eyes closed as she held him close, and Jace recognized, not for the first time, how deeply she cared.

"You scared us," Amber said, still holding the boy. She set Bo away from her. "Show me your tummy."

Bo proudly pulled his shirt up high enough that he covered his face.

From where he stood, Jace could see small red splotches up and down Bo's back.

Amber ran one hand down Bo's tummy. "Does it itch?"

"Nu-uh." Bo dropped his shirt and bounced again.

It was well after his bedtime. Where was this energy coming from?

"Can I have a snack? I'm hungry."

Amber ruffled Bo's hair. "You're always hungry."

"Just like Daddy!" Bo chimed, glancing over his shoulder at Jace.

Jace met Amber's eyes over the boy's head. She'd responded to his kiss, and just remembering it now was tightening his gut.

Yes, he was hungry. For Amber.

She looked away quickly, color climbing into her cheeks.

This night hadn't turned out anything like he'd thought. He'd expected the boring old Cattlemen's Ball. Had gone into it with all the enthusiasm of the Grinch. And now he was thinking things he definitely shouldn't be about his son's nanny.

Mrs. Ritter bustled out of the kitchen, already bundling herself into a thick parka, her purse over one arm. "I'm sorry to cut and run, but have you seen that snow out there? I've got to make it home before"—she caught herself and smiled down at Bo—"before Santa gets here."

Jace followed her out the front door, taking her arm to help her down the steps.

He quizzed her about Bo.

When she had her hand on the door of her 4x4 SUV, she turned to him. "Look. I'd put him in bed like you said. I was watching TV. All of a sudden, he was standing in the door. When I put him back in bed, his shirt rode up, and I saw the spots. That’s when I called you."

She pulled open the door without waiting for him to say anything else. It was snowing, maybe even harder than before. Not the best conditions for a chat.

But something about the way her eyes had shifted told Jace that maybe she hadn't given him all of the story.

As a babysitter, she'd come highly recommended by a friend. Maybe he was paranoid, but he sensed something was off.

He rubbed one hand over his face as he carefully trudged up the porch steps and back into the house.

He should head out to the barn, make sure his stock was tucked in for the night, and check on the neighbor’s visiting puppies.

But worry for Bo won out.

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