Falling for the Babysitter Quotes

“I’m sorry about my brother,” he says. “He worries about me.” “Is everything okay?” I ask. “Everything’s great.” I bend down to clean up the juice mess.”
― Penny Wylder, Falling for the Babysitter

“Fear and anger surge through me. What if Sam said something to ruin things between me and Remy permanently. This relationship is new and already full of drama. Remy is smart and beautiful and could have any guy she wants. It’s not like she needs to stay and take this kind of abuse. She might think she’s in love with me after having this crush for years, but how long will it take for her to see this broken life of mine isn’t what she signed up for?”
― Penny Wylder, Falling for the Babysitter

“After a few hours she starts to doze off. By far the easiest baby I’ve ever taken care of out of all the children I’ve ever babysat. I carry her to her room. Afraid of waking her, I sit on the floor and hold her on my lap instead of putting her back in the playpen.

I’m still reading to her, wanting her to feel comforted by my voice even if she’s asleep. She’s in a new home, surrounded by new things, so I don’t want her to feel alone or scared. Especially with her dad gone.
Suddenly I have this strange feeling like I’m being watched. When I look up, Deacon is standing there, leaning against the door jam. I have no idea how long he’s been watching me.

I smile at him. “She’s a big fan of literature. She needs more books. I have a ton of them leftover from my childhood. I’d like to give them to her if that’s okay with you,” I say.

He has the strangest look on his face. So serious. He looks overwhelmed. Intense.”
― Penny Wylder, Falling for the Babysitter

“I’m happy for you,” Sam says. He looks at me. “For both of you. If you need help moving into your new place, let me know.”

Deacon’s brow furrows, again looking similar to Sam. “Um, yeah, actually I could use the help.”

“I’ll help too,” I say.

“No way,” Sam says. “You’re not lifting a finger. Not while you’re growing my niece or nephew inside of you.”

Deacon looks at me in shock and shakes his head. “Thanks, Brother,” he says.
When we’re in the truck, Deacon shakes his head. “Are you some kind of sorceress or something?” he asks.
“What do you mean?”
“Or maybe a surgeon.”
I laugh. “What on earth are you talking about?”
He pulls into a nice older neighborhood lined with weeping willows. It’s the kind of neighborhood one would feel safe raising a family in. Lots of sidewalks for children to run and play. To stroll along with a couple of babies. There’s a small park on the corner and bicycle trail. I’ve always dreamed of living in a neighbourhood like this.
“How did you get that stick out of Sam’s ass when I’ve been trying my whole life?” Deacon says.
I smile. “Sam is a good guy. He just wants a relationship with his brother and I told him I’m going to make sure he gets it.”
― Penny Wylder, Falling for the Babysitter

“No,” Remy says. I look behind me where she’s standing at the entrance of the hall. She must’ve been eavesdropping. She looks terrified. “You can’t come back here after being gone for months and just take her. You have no right.” Her voice is high-pitched, frightened. She’s practically in tears. She and Bailey had formed an instant bond. Remy’s the only mother Bailey has ever truly known.”
― Penny Wylder, Falling for the Babysitter

“for the towel, our fingers touch and he leans back as if the feel of my skin has shocked him somehow. When I look up at him, his mouth is open and he’s staring right at my chest. Glancing down at my shirt,”
― Penny Wylder, Falling for the Babysitter

“Deacon was twenty-five years old when I first started noticing him as something more than just my neighbor like all the rest. I was thirteen.”
― Penny Wylder, Falling for the Babysitter