Free Naughty Nanny Series-Stay by Reana Malori

Reana Malori
    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Copyright© 2009 Reana Malori
     
Cover Artist: Shara Azod Editor: Savannah J. Frierson
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    This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, organizations, events or locales is entirely coincidental.
    Chapter One
    Packing her suitcase, Cherie tried to stop the tears from flowing. She had to leave, but she didn’t know how she would say goodbye to her babies. Although she didn’t birth them, in her heart, those two sweet darlings asleep in the other room belonged to her. And now she was leaving them. Could she really do this?
    Sitting heavily on the bed in the midst of her scattered clothes, Cherie thought back to the first day she had met Sean and Christina Harper. And their father. It was a day she would never forget.
    Cherie had been new to Northern Virginia and really didn’t know anyone. A new graduate from the University of Virginia, she’d wanted to put her Business Management degree to good use. She hadn’t had a clue how to go about getting a cushy office job, and she’d really needed someone to give her a chance. The only problem had been she couldn’t find anyone willing to hire a fresh face with lots of enthusiasm but no real work experience.
    With her money running low and her options looking even bleaker, she’d visited one of those temp agencies she’d heard about. Telling the recruiter she would accept any position they’d had available, the desperation in her voice had been clear to anyone willing to listen. Cherie had known she was capable of almost anything and could perform any job that came her way. The only holdback for her had been no one else did. So, when the agency had told her there was an opening as a nanny for two motherless children, she’d jumped at the chance.
    She’d always loved children and wanted at least two or three of her own one day. Since she wasn’t quite ready for her own kids just yet, the next best thing was to help take care of someone else’s. She could spend her time giving them all the love and attention she could.
    Walking up to the Harper house, no strike that—mansion, that very first day, she could now admit she’d been nervous as hell. Educated though she might have been, there had been no way the owner of this house would trust her with the care of his two young children. Resigning herself to the fact she wouldn’t get this job, she’d felt her best chance at salvaging the opportunity would be to go in there with confidence and friendliness. If nothing else, she would walk away with her ego and pride intact. She wouldn’t be turned away because she wasn’t nice or engaging enough. Experience was one thing, but she could accept that.
    Knocking on the massive wooden door, she’d heard yells and screams and feet pounding on the floor. Damn, how many kids did this guy have? There was no way there were only two small kids, aged two and a half years old, in this house. It had sounded like a freaking army platoon running toward the door!
    Bracing herself and getting ready to flee if a stampede came her way, she’d been shocked and pleasantly surprised when the door had opened. A Greek God had greeted her, or at least a descendent of one. She’d been shocked because the door had swung open so fast, she simply wasn’t expecting it. But her surprise—her wonderful