His eyes meet mine. They’re green or maybe hazel and he gives me a dazzling smile before holding out his hand. Instantly, I know I can’t take this job. I was reluctant at first with it being a single dad but a single dad that looks like this? Nope. Nope. Nope. I finally have some stability in my life after years of just the opposite. The last thing I want or need is to feel any kind of attraction to the father of the children I’m nannying. This is a recipe for disaster.
