Page 77 of Bully Wolf's Nanny
Nicolas exchanged a glance with Daisy, enjoying the cheeky curve of her lips.
“You know,” she said lightly, “it sounds an awful lot like you could do with another pair of hands to help you out.”
“Yeah,” Nicolas wrapped his arm around his wife, “if only I knew the contact details of a decent nanny agency. That would solve all your problems.”
Felix raised an eyebrow, before letting out a guffawing laugh. “How long have you been waiting to dump this on me?”
Nicolas couldn’t help his grin. “What was it you said last year?Look, just check out their agency. I’ll even set up the meeting.”
“I seem to remember you having a fair few complaints at the time.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” said Nicolas, tucking Daisy into his side, his hand resting protectively on the pregnant swell of her stomach.
Felix considered them. “Alright, Accardi, you win. I’ll give it a shot. But I guarantee they’ll never find anyone as brilliant as Daisy here. And whoever they do find will run screaming when they meet my boys.”
“We nannies are made of tougher stuff than you think,” Daisy said, slightly dreamily. “It’d take more than some rowdy boys to drive us away.”
As if on cue, there was a loud clattering that echoed from further down the street, followed by yelling and the delighted peals of laughter from their various offspring.
Felix drew his hand down his face. “That’ll be old Mr. Finnegan’s shop,” he said mournfully. “God, I hope they haven’t broken anything.”
As he took off after the kids, Nicolas glanced down at Daisy, at the expression of pure happiness on her face. She glanced up, her cheeks blushing. “What is it?”
“Nothing,” he said, stealing another kiss, “nothing at all.”
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