Falling for the Babysitter

Chapter 5

“No worries,” I say. “Juice is fine.”

He grabs the bottle from the fridge and pours some into a glass, handing it to me.

“I’ll show you around so you can get a feel for the house, then I’ll introduce you to Bailey.”

The house is two levels. We start on the first level, walking down a long, narrow hall. “If you’re downstairs, this is the guest bathroom,” he says, showing me a small half bath with just a sink and toilet. “And just behind it is the mud room and washing machine in case you need to wash anything. Bailey can be messy and I don’t have much in the way of clean clothes for her at the moment. Everything I have is in storage until I can find a place of my own. I didn’t want to bombard my brother with all of our stuff. I don’t plan to stay too long. He’s not big on kids.”

“I’m so sorry about what happened,” I blurt out without thinking. “With your wife, I mean.”

He turns to look at me, and even though his face still looks friendly, I immediately regret saying it.

whatever damaged I caused by opening my big damn mouth. “I shouldn’t have brought that up. I don’t know what I was thinking. It’s

If it were to have happened when she was older, it might’ve been devastating. I’m actually excited about moving forward. My marriage was horrible from

let out a sigh of relief. “Good. I’m glad. You don’t have to worry about Bailey

He has to hear it too. I sound desperate. Maybe he’ll assume it’s just because I need the job and not that I long for him. He can’t

to have you here too,” he says. “Should we go meet

“Yes, please.”

head upstairs. As we’re walking, he stops abruptly and

the glass in my hand before it falls, but not before it splashes red juice all over

him, trying to wipe the juice away but only making

of his shirt, arms out. He doesn’t look mad like I thought he would. Instead, he

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