Urgent: One Nanny Required (Crimson Romance) Read Online Free

correcting him. After all, she wasn’t going to take the offer … was she?

Chapter 2
    “Look, Miss George, the wing tips are moving. That means we are about to take off,” squealed the excited blond bundle, wriggling across her as his iPad tilted perilously on his lap.
    Rania would rather not look. In fact, if there was any other way to have done this trip she would happily have taken it. Her only experiences of travel were sea cruises and trains to and from Europe, not long haul flights across the big blue. Albeit she’d never been in First Class before either, though unfortunately the luxurious surroundings were doing nothing to detract from the jerk of the plane and the lurch of her stomach in response. She knew she had to keep it together for Theo, though judging how serene he was, he seemed to be coping better than she was. Fixing her gaze on the head rest of the seat in front of her, she began mentally chanting the mantra she had seen for “flight fear” on the internet. But instead of peaceful images, she found her mind wandering over the events of the last week. She hadn’t even remembered saying a definite “yes,” before a couriered plane ticket arrived with a note telling her when the driver would pick her up. How Nick would meet Theo and her at the airport. She remembered the rushed, awkward explanation to her friend and colleague Tanya, about what the heck she was doing. And the last minute dash to the shops to find the perfect outfits. She never thought of herself as vain, but she wasn’t stupid.
    She had seen some fashion magazines to know what women in LA dressed like. It wasn’t designer but it was classy, Rania thought, smoothing the soft material of the leaf patterned bronze wrap dress; pleased with the on-sale tan ballet pumps she had found to go with them.
    She started as she felt a small hand slide into hers and she looked down into solemn brown eyes. “Don’t worry, Miss George. It’ll be all right.”
    Swallowing back the lump that had formed in her throat at the gesture, she nodded at his earnest expression. Bringing the iPad back to her vision, he began pointing at the downloaded comic and the different superheroes, explaining how their powers worked. Determined to do her best to look interested, she tried to block out the drone of the propellers and the jerk of the plane as it took off.
    The seat belt sign flicked off and she settled back, studying her small charge as his fingers moved speedily over the flat screen.
    “Miss George … ”
    “Theo. Who told you to keep calling me Miss George?”
    He blushed, the pale skin lighting up like a beacon.
    “My Dad,” he shrugged. “He said your name wasn’t Belle, it was Miss George.” He frowned as if this idea didn’t sit well with him.
    She nudged him playfully. “But … ”
    “But I like Belle better. Like that girl from
Beauty and the Beast
. I think you look like her.”
    “You know what. I think that’s lovely. You can call me Belle if you want to. It sounds better than old Miss George, doesn’t it? And if your dad says anything, tell him to come to me.” The bright smile was her only response before he focused again on his screen. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out her Kindle. She might as well read, it was going to be a long flight.
    • • •
    The bump of the plane alerted her to their touchdown. She hadn’t remembered falling asleep after they had eaten the five-star breakfast.
    God! Where was Theo? Panic set in as she imagined him running off like he had with Lena. She breathed a sigh of relief as she saw the rumpled blond head sit up, yawn, then drop down again.
    “C’mon, sleepy. We’re here. Ready to see your dad?” She knew that would do the trick as his eyes popped open and he bolted upright.
    Waiting for the seat belt light to go out, she stood up, grabbing her oversized carrier as she maneuvered bag, boy and rucksack down the stairs. The heat hit her as soon as they got off the plane. She’d read