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I scoff. “You don’t know that.”

He smirks. “I kind of do.”

“How could you possibly assume that? You barely know me.”

He looks at me again, this time a bit longer than I feel comfortable with him being behind the wheel. “It’s just a hunch,” he shrugs.

Maddie gasps. “He can help you find a boyfriend. And then maybe you’ll get married to him, and then I can be your flower girl. Oooh! Can I be your flower girl, Cassidy?”

I look between Maddie and her older brother. “Are you two serious?”

“Yes,” they say in unison.

“How would that even work?”

“Maybe Josh can show you what to do with your hands.”

“With my hands?” I look at my hands.

“And your face,” she adds.

I raise a brow. “What’s wrong with my face?”

“Nothing. It’s really pretty. You just have to learn how to do things with your eyes.”

“My eyes—ok, this is just absurd. Now I know you're joking.”

“She’s right,” Joshua says with a nod. “You are a little awkward.”

“And clumsy,” Maddie adds. “Can’t walk down the aisle with your bad coordination. You think she even knows how to dance?”

Joshua is now full-on grinning. “Highly doubt it.”

“Ok, that’s enough.” I balk. “What is this? A hate on Cassidy session?” I cross my arms over my chest.

“Let him teach you, Cassidy,” Maddie insists.

“Yeah, Cassidy,” Joshua says, putting the car into park in front of a fancy department store. “Let me teach you.”

His deep eyes have a playful look in them and as ridiculous as this notion is… I don’t want to be an awkward wallflower for the rest of my life and die as a never-been-kissed-nanny.

I groan before reluctantly saying, “Fine.” I push the car open. “But under one condition.”

I pull the seat forward to let Maddie out.

“Shoot!” she says, jumping out of the car.

“Nobody can know about it.” I wag a finger at both of them. And they both look at each other before looking at me and smiling.

“Deal,” they both say.

Chapter 6

Joshua

Iopen the door to Saks Fifth Avenue at the Galleria and usher both the girls in.

Maddie bounces past me and Cassidy attempts to brush past me, but I reach out and hold her wrist. “You sure about this?”