Chapter Two
“So, nanny, how have you been?” Luke opened the conversation with a broad smile. “Or maybe I should call you Lexy now, huh?” His father never let him get casual with his nanny – a matter of discipline Warren had said. She’d always been Miss Alexa, or simply nanny if they were just playing around.
While waiting for her answer, Luke plopped into Warren’s creaky desk chair and swiveled back and forth before he put his feet up on the desk and sighed big, waiting for her answer.
“I-I suppose you can call me whatever. We have no rules to follow now. Lexy is fine and so is nanny.”
“Ah, you were always so amenable, so kind.” For a moment he seemed locked in his own memories, although the excursion was brief. “You’re what? A housekeeper now?”
“Sort of. I do whatever Nan needs me t
