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Dairl--well, fuck, wo yet doesn’t have any shyness or aardness that is noreekdo in solasses and a pocket protector, discussing quantu What in the hell was Delaney thinking? I guess I was sort of expecting maybe a more ar cookies every day

"Are you okay?" she asks, and I blink at her, my mind absolutely blank as to what she could mean

"Yeah, why?" I ask, confused

"Well, you’re just sort of staring atI know I’ht person for this job"

And clearly she’s the type of person ill say whatever is on her mind, which makes me feel even eneral--and those that I do interact with treat loves--that I’m not sure how to handle someone as direct as her

"Um…why don’t you come in," I tell her suddenly "I need to make a quick call and then we can talk"

"Sure," she says with a bright smile, and it irritatesher to walk into the foyer, shutting the door behind her

She looks around with interest "You have a beautiful home"

I don’t respond because this house doesn’t hold a single ounce of beauty forand say, "Wait here I’ll be right back"

Turning away froht of the entryway I stride past Ben’s bedrooa downstairs yet, because I’irl down there

Stalking into my office, which is basically one of the spare bedrooms, I close the door and whip my phone out of ently

She answers curtly "I’ Make it quick"

"What the fuck, Delaney? I think you hs into the phone, but her voice is firm "She’s a woman"

"Whatever She’s weird"

"She’s adorable," she says with affection

"Adorable isn’t a fucking qualification to be a nanny," I hiss at her,to the door to make sure I did indeed close it behindthat from?