been looking for the job, but he knew that she was right for it.
“I know I do, and I just did. I promise you, Lauryn is the right person to take
care of Hannah.”
Johanna knew Steve well enough to know when he made up his mind there
was no changing it. She also knew he would never do anything that would hurt his
daughter. Hannah was his life. The reason he breathed.
She started to say something else but stopped. Steve looked at her, full of
assurance. “Trust me, Johanna. I know what I‘m doing. I would never put Hannah in
danger. I had Dillon run an instant background check on her. Nothing came back. I‘ll
run a more detailed one as well, but I know it isn‘t necessary. Lauryn is going to be
great with her. I have a feeling that Lauryn needs Hannah as much as Hannah needs
Lauryn.”
Johanna took a deep breath. “Okay, Steve. I know when your mind‘s made up.
Plus I‘ve never known you to make an awful decision. Irrational on occasion, but
never bad. If you trust her, so do I.”
Steve smiled. “Thank you.”
Lauryn was still standing in the foyer, hugging herself and looking completely
lost. Where most people would have been looking around, she was staring at her feet.
Steve knew then he was right. Lauryn couldn‘t hurt a flea. The background check
Dillon ran also reaffirmed it for him. She didn‘t even have a speeding ticket. Lauryn
was the right woman for this job.
Johanna smiled warmly as she walked over to Lauryn.
“Please excuse my earlier rudeness, Lauryn. It isn‘t anything personal. I
promise. I‘ve been looking after Steve and Hannah for so long sometimes I‘m a little
overprotective. But if Steve trusts you, I do as well. Now, I‘m sure you want to get
cleaned up so I‘ll go back and tend to the girls.”
Lauryn watched Johanna leave before turning to look at Steve, a wary look in
her eyes.
“Maybe I should leave?”
Steve stood and studied her a moment before responding. “And go where?”
Lauryn shrugged, and Steve stepped closer to her. “Don‘t pay Johanna any
attention. She meant what she said. I promise you she won‘t give you a hard time.
Now, let‘s get you upstairs so you can freshen up.”
She followed him through the foyer into what looked to be the living room
before following him up the stairs.
“You can have your pick of these three rooms. I‘m down the far end. Hannah‘s
room is across from mine and connects to that bathroom. If you choose this room it
connects to Hannah‘s bathroom.” He pointed to two rooms on the same side as his.
“These two rooms connect to the last bathroom. It has an oversize bath tub.”
“I‘d like that one.”
“Okay. Let me go grab a few clothes I think may fit you.”
He returned a short time later with a few T-shirts and sweat pants. “Your
bathroom should have towels, a spare toothbrush, soap, and shampoo. Go ahead and
freshen up. I‘ll meet you downstairs shortly.”
She closed the bedroom door behind Steve, walked into the bathroom and
looked around. Once she‘d located everything she would need, she hopped in the
shower. She hadn‘t realized how unclean she felt until the warm spray hit her body.
Taking longer than she normally did in the shower, she bathed several times
until she felt squeaky clean and her skin began to prune. She stepped out of the
shower stall and stopped in front of the mirror. It was hard not to gasp at her
reflection. But she had just survived a tornado. What was she supposed to look like: a
beauty queen?
Heading downstairs, she heard the giggles of a little girl and followed the
laughter into what appeared to be Hannah‘s playroom. Steve‘s massive frame lay on
the floor and he was holding a little girl above him. She giggled again as Steve made
the airplane motion and sound. Lauryn‘s heart tightened.
Lauryn could tell in that instant Steve was a good father, one who would do
anything for his little girl. Steve‘s trust in her with