The Nanny Solution. Teresa Hill

felt as if she’d been burned.

      No, scared half to death and then burned. Burned in a not altogether bad way, but certainly not good, either.

      She kept her hand on his bare chest just long enough to stop him, along with a look in her eyes she’d used on her daughter when she was two and stubborn as could be. Then she turned back to the head of the tree crew and told him she’d take care of Simon.

      “Tell him to stay the hell out of the work zone,” the guy said, then added. “There’s no one else on the property now, right?”

      Audrey heard Simon growl a bit. She turned back to him. “Please tell me your daughter isn’t here?”