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CHRISTINE RIMMER came to her profession the long way around. She tried everything from acting to teaching to telephone sales. Now sheâs finally found work that suits her perfectly. She insists she never had a problem keeping a jobâshe was merely gaining âlife experienceâ for her future as a novelist. Christine lives with her family in Oregon. Visit her at www.christinerimmer.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07761-3
THE NANNYâS DOUBLE TROUBLE
© 2018 Christine Rimmer
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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For Marie Campbell,
friend and fellow book lover, whose totally adorable basset hounds, Fancy, Luke, Beau, Moses, Rachel, Clementine and Sampson, are the inspiration for Daniel Bravoâs basset, sweet Maisey Fae.
Chapter One
When Keely Ostergard entered the upstairs playroom, she found Daniel Bravo lying on the floor. His eighteen-month-old daughter, Frannie, sat beside him, rhythmically tapping his broad chest with a giant plastic spoon.
âBoom, Da-Da,â Frannie said. âBoom, boom, boom.â
Meanwhile, Jake, Frannieâs twin, stood at Danielâs head on plump toddler legs, little hands over his eyes in a beginnerâs attempt at peekaboo.
Watching them, Keely couldnât help thinking that for a man whoâd never wanted children of his own, Daniel sure was a dream with them. The guy rarely smiled, yet he lavished his kids with attention and affection.
âBoo!â cried Jake, followed by a delighted toddler belly laugh that had him toppling head over heels toward his fatherâs face. Daniel caught him easily and started to tickle him, bringing more happy chortling from Jake.
Frannie spotted Keely first. âKeewee!â She dropped her spoon, lurched to her feet and toddled across the floor with her little arms wide.
Keely scooped her up. She smelled so sweet, like vanilla and apples. âHowâs my girl?â
Frannieâs reply was almost in English. âI goo.â
Daniel sat up, Jake still in his arms. âKeely.â He looked a little worried at the sight of her. She came by often to see the kids, but sheâd always called first. Not this time. He asked, âEverything okay?â
âAbsolutely.â She kissed Frannieâs plump cheek. âSorry, I know I should have called.â But if sheâd called and said she would like to speak with him, he would have asked what was going on, and she didnât want to get into that until they were face-to-face. He could too easily blow her off over the phone.