Daddy Lessons
Savannah Starr's new boss, Joe McCann, was a rugged, blue-eyed hunk. But the man didn't know a thing about raising a child…so Savannah decided it was her job to give Joe some daddy lessons.Joe didn't need anybody telling him how to be a good father…especially not Savannah! Why, he was just about to fire his sassy, sexy secretary when she captured his daughter's heart. Joe couldn't deny that he needed some help on the homefront. But he'd already learned his lesson about love and no woman was going to steal his heart again.
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Joe McCann on Fatherhood:
Dear Megan,
For ten years I had to watch you grow through only snapshots and weekend visits. Then the unexpected chance came for me to be your full-time father, and I was thrilled at the prospect of having my daughter back in my life again.
When you moved into the house with your loud rock music, messy room and headstrong attitude, I was lost. I realized I didnât know how to be a father. Much less a father to a teenage daughter. All I knew was that I loved you and wanted you to be happy.
Then Savanna stepped in and taught me that being a father didnât necessarily mean seeing that you went to private school or trying to give you the very best of everything. It simply meant loving you. And I do, my little darling. I do.
Daddy
STELLA BAGWELL
has written close to seventy novels for Silhouette Books. She credits her longevity in the business to her loyal readers and hopes her stories have brightened their lives in some small way.
A cowgirl through and through, she loves to watch old Westerns, and has recently learned how to rope a steer by the horns and the feet. Her days begin and end helping her husband care for a beloved herd of horses on their little ranch located on the south Texas coast. When sheâs not ropinâ and ridinâ, youâll find her at her desk, creating her next tale of love.
The couple have a son, who is a high school math teacher and athletic coach.
To Jason, whoâs dedicated his life
to giving lessons.
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter One
Savanna Starr furiously pumped the handle of the hydraulic jack and tried to ignore the honks of the traffic whizzing by her. She was fully aware that she and her Volkswagen Beetle were creating a road hazard. But, darn it, I-40 in downtown Oklahoma City wasnât blessed with a lot of shoulder to safely park on, and she could hardly keep driving with a tire that resembled a black pancake!
Even though it wasnât yet eight in the morning, the June sun was unbelievably hot. As she worked to jack the little car off its back left wheel, Savanna could feel perspiration popping out beneath her linen shift, on her brow and upper lip.
Great, just great, she muttered to herself. By the time she got to her new job she was going to be covered with sweat and grease. What was her boss going to think?
Never mind that, she told herself as she hurriedly grabbed the spare tire from the trunk and heaved it to the ground. What was he going to say if, God forbid, she was late?
Joe McCann poured himself a cup of coffee from the pot heâd brewed forty minutes ago, then peeped through the slatted blinds on the window.
Where was she? It was fifteen minutes past eight. Joe knew his full-time secretary, Edie, had clearly informed the temporary service that he expected the new girl to be here in the office at eight. That didnât mean fifteen after!
Hell, he snorted to himself as he sank back into a leather desk chair. He should have interviewed the woman himself. Now, while Edie was away on maternity leave, he was going to have to put up with some irresponsible nitwit in the office for six long weeks. With a pile of worries already on his mind, he didnât know how he could deal with that, too.
McCann Drilling, the company his late father had built from the ground up, was crying for business. And then there was Megan, his thirteen-year-old daughter. Sheâd only been back in his life for less than a week now and he was learning what it was like to be a full-time parent all over again.
Damn it all, he silently cursed, a lax secretary was the last thing he needed!
Three miles away, Savanna tossed the lug wrench in with the dilapidated tire and hydraulic jack, slammed the trunk, then jumped back into the driverâs seat. She couldnât believe her luck. A flat tire and not one person had stopped to offer her a helping hand. Sheâd strained and tugged at least ten minutes just to loosen the lug nuts. So much for chivalry these days!
After a quick glance over her shoulder, Savanna merged the little orange car back into the heavy stream of traffic, then jammed the accelerator all the way to the floor. She wasnât worried about getting a speeding ticket. Right now she was more concerned about Joe McCann. According to his secretary, he was a stickler for punctuality.
The thought dared Savanna to glance at her wristwatch. What she saw made her wail loud enough to drown out the rock music playing on the radio. âIâm twenty minutes late! Iâm going to be fired before I ever go to work!â
Back at the McCann Drilling office, Joe got up from his desk, tossed the remainder of his coffee into the trash, then began to pace around the sparsely furnished room. He didnât like waiting for anyone or anything. It was a waste of time.
His mother had often told him that he needed to be more patient with people. And Joe figured that was probably true now that he was trying to deal with his daughter. But heâd always lived his life by hard discipline. He didnât know how to be patient with his employees or his daughter.
