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just let him hang around for a few days, Sandra? I mean, what’s the harm? We could probably use an extra hand with the children anyway.”
    Sandra let a few moments pass, apprehension crossing every millimeter of her beautiful face. Then she looked at Missy’s hopeful expression and sighed. “Okay. Only for a few days,” she added over Missy’s excitement. “I assume there was a criminal background check done.”
    “Yes and thanks,” Ben told them. “That’s great.” All he needed was a few days to get into character anyway. He’d get the part and then hello, Oscar.
    “You can observe my class,” Missy offered with a wide smile. “This is going to be so much fun.”
    Fun? Right. Ben tried not to make a face. In this particular place, he didn’t believe fun was possible. But he nodded anyway then stole a glance at Sandra. She looked unconvinced, too. No big surprise there.
    “You’re going to have to clean yourself up, Mr. Capshaw, before the children see you,” she told him matter-of-factly.
    He raised his hands in mock surrender. “Absolutely. I understand. I’ll shave and come back tomorrow, then. No problem.” And to prove he was a nice guy and there were no hard feelings, he tried giving her one of his patented dazzling smiles—the one the camera just loved.
    It didn’t work on her.
    He didn’t know why he’d expected it would. That woman didn’t know the first thing about fun.

Chapter Two
    Sandra closed the door and leaned both hands on her desk—just in case her legs gave way.
    Ben Capshaw.
    Ben Capshaw—dubbed Hollywood’s most eligible bachelor by tabloids—was going to be working at her little preschool. He graced the covers of magazines all the time—some even she couldn’t resist checking out because he was so handsome—so she knew a little of his reputation. But a good match for her preschool? She wasn’t so sure.
    Her mind fluttered away with anxiety as she clicked on a few more links from her Google search of him. Popsugar had run a list of his exes over the last few years. Fifteen, to be exact. He certainly spreads the love around. He’d tried to charm her as well. That was enough. She closed her laptop then took several deep breaths to steady her nerves. No such luck.
    This was going to be a disaster. She felt it all the way down to her toes. There were already lawsuits being mentioned! What if some of the parents found out he was here before he went back to Hollywood? Would he sue their school because of the agreement they’d signed? She didn’t even know what was in that stupid agreement!
    She and Missy had so much invested in their business, they couldn’t afford for this attempt at shameless promotion to be a mistake. She could only pray everything would go smoothly, and that Missy was right about the publicity. Maybe, if they were lucky, it would turn out to be a good thing. Yeah. That’s what she needed, positive thinking.
    She knew she was being a stick-in-the-mud, but she just couldn’t share her sister’s excitement about the prospect of having a movie star around. She didn’t trust him. Why should she? One thing her ex-husband had taught her was that people in show business had an altered sense of reality—everything revolved around them. Steve’s calling was live theater and Broadway, but what was the real difference? Actors were actors. Well, she wasn’t about to allow Ben Capshaw to lose sight of the fact that her business, the children she was responsible for— her child, especially—were not to be toyed with.
    So what exactly was she going to do with him?
    This was why she hated surprises. She couldn’t think on her feet like this. She needed to meticulously plan things out. After all, she wasn’t only thinking about herself, she was thinking about Hannah as well. Planning gave her a feeling of stability and control in her life—something her ex-husband not only couldn’t provide but had thought boring. Steve might have thought bringing a