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“Tell me about Amelia,” Ruby said quietly, almost sadly. “Teach me what she likes and what she loves.”

It only confirmed my suspicions. It wasn’t only money that caused her to move out here. Maybe not a guy. But something happened to have her looking so damn sad and hurt. There wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it, either, and I hated it.

It was also none of my business. Outside of her taking care of my daughter, there wasn’t anything in Ruby’s life I needed to be concerned about.

Chapter 7

Ruby

“Her favorite colors are neon orange and lime green. She despises pink and black. Says the two colors together give her a headache.”

I chuckled along with him. This was what I needed. Time to learn about Amelia. Something else to focus on other than Logan’s full lips and the way his eyes lit up when he talked about his daughter. Amelia was my job and it was time to get to know all I could about her.

“She loves unicorns and flowers, which should be obvious from the chaos currently going on in her room.”

“Her room?” I hadn’t seen it when I unpacked, and the other day it’d been empty.

Logan nodded. “Yeah. I had all her furniture and things delivered yesterday. You can go peek later, but if pink and black give her a headache, her new room might give her a migraine.”

He scrunched up his nose. And shook his head. “Regardless, she’s playful. Definitely not shy, although I have no idea how she’ll be with you. Vanessa stays home with her, so she’s never had many babysitters or nannies or anything outside my parents. I think she’s brilliant, but I figure most parents say that about their kids.”

“But she’s more brilliant than theirs, right?”

He nodded seriously. “Obviously.”

“I know you said you wanted me to look into preschools, but since the year has already started, that might be kind of tough to find an opening. Is there anything else she likes? Any other activities you’ve put her in?”

“She’s been in gymnastics and soccer. I can help find places, though. I’m sure there are people on the Steel’s staff or players with kids who might have recommendations.”

“That’s okay.” I didn’t mind the work, and it’d give me something to focus on. Luke and Brittney wore me down when I was with them through the day, but how hard could only one child be? “Or if you find places, I can call and get her in. I’m at your disposal for whatever you need…”

His eyes flared before he wiped it away. It took a second to realize how that sounded and I refocused on my burger. Great. One meal with the guy and I’d already made things sound sexual twice.

I was rocking this nanny thing.

Jassen cleared his throat. “I know you’re here for the money. I’m not an idiot, but I’m still thankful you’re willing to help me out, Ruby. It means a lot to me.”

The flutter of praise shouldn’t have dipped so low in my stomach, making me press my thighs together. At least he couldn’t see that.

“You’re welcome. What else do I need to know?”

Logan walked me through what he knew of her typical daytime routine. I grabbed my phone and started jotting down notes, including finding a pediatrician and a dentist and all that good stuff in case something happened.

We finished dinner and I helped clean up. The quicker I got used to moving around his space, I figured the quicker I’d be more comfortable there. Somehow, we worked well together, as if it wasn’t our first time.

And yeah, I knew I was younger. Knew he’d had years of being an adult, a husband, and a father, but it still surprised me how easily he worked to clean up the kitchen, wiped down the counters, loaded the dishes.

No guy I’d ever dated had managed to so much as scrub their toilet more than once a semester.

The fact Logan did it all only made him more attractive. Crazy.

Maybe I needed to get laid. I hadn’t thought about sex at all since Paulie, but my hormones were running in high gear if a man wiping down a counter made me all swoony.

Gina couldn’t visit fast enough. A weekend at the bars around guys my own age was going to be needed.

Soon.

“Do you mind if I get that drink now?” I blurted it out of nowhere, right as Logan was bent over the kitchen table, ass filling out those shorts perfectly and those calves giving me wicked thoughts.

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