Twelfth Night Proposal. Karen Smith Rose

Verity’s elbow. Again, he felt a longing inside. But he realized it wasn’t only desire.

      Trying to ignore whatever it was, he decided, “First, you get your turn getting painted, then I’ll help you look after the kids.”

      When Verity gazed up at him, everyone else around the lake seemed to disappear. The overwhelming desire to kiss her overtook him once more.

      Releasing her elbow, he decided to keep his distance and concentrate on the kids.

      Something had happened to him since Verity’s call yesterday. He felt as if he was reacting and responding and living again.

      All of it had something to do with this nanny. He just had to figure out where she fit into his life…if she fit in at all.

      Chapter Three

      Before Verity turned in for the night, she decided to make herself a cup of cocoa. Her mind was racing and she knew sleep wouldn’t come quickly…not tonight. She’d enjoyed the afternoon with Leo and Heather so much she couldn’t get it out of her mind.

      She was stirring the mixture of chocolate and milk in the saucepan on the stove when she heard the sliding glass doors in the dining room open and close. Her heart rate sped up, and when Leo came into the kitchen, she told herself to calm down. This afternoon had meant the world to her. She’d had fun for the first time in a long time. However, she’d also realized her attraction to Leo wasn’t something she could ignore easily.