Page 231 of The Nanny and the Heartthrob

Didn’t this man know the first rule of phone etiquette?

If someone says to ignore a phone, the first thing the other person wants to do is ogle the screen.

Bzzz.

Bzzz.

Bzzz.

His phone never went off like that.

She disregarded her husband’s suggestion and concentrated on the screen.

Text from Mitzi.

Text from Charlotte.

Text from Libby.

Text from Penny.

“There’s a text from Mitzi and three more from my friends. Why are my friends texting you?”

He cleared his throat as they sailed through a yellow light. “Open Mitzi’s message.”

She tapped the icon. “She’s at the oral surgeon’s office and writes that she’s having an emergency root canal. She says that everything is taken care of for Italy.” She paused.

Italy.

“Is there more?” Landon pressed.

She stared at the message. “Contracts coming. She says you need to talk with her once she’s recovered. What contracts?” she asked. But that wasn’t what she wanted to ask.

“Probably routine stuff,” he answered, then a text from Rowen rolled in.

She glanced at Landon. The man was fixated on the road as he sped down the street. She chewed her lip, then opened Rowen’s text.

Rowen: We’ve got the snacks you and Aria requested for your trip.

Snacks for the trip…for Aria and Landon?

Not for her.

They were leaving.

Had she misjudged everything about the last few weeks?

“I asked your friends a few questions about clothing,” Landon said.

She gasped and dropped his phone into her lap. “Clothing?”

“Women’s clothing,” he added, taking a corner like a speed racer as he turned onto the road that led to Whitmore.

He wasn’t making any sense.

“What is happening here, Landon?”

“I promised I wouldn’t say anything.”

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