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brother who returned his puzzled look.
    “Come on out of there, young man,” a gentle voice coaxed. They followed the sound behind the counter to find a nicely rounded, jean-clad derriere sticking out from beneath the front desk.
    “How about this lion? Grrr. Want to chew on his head?”
    This was too good to pass up. Eddie leaned around the desk and whispered. “I’d rather chew on something a little softer.”
    She came up sharply, and he winced when she bumped her head on the edge of the desk.
    “Ouch!” She backed out on her knees, rubbing her head. “I never claimed to be a nanny.” Drew immediately followed her, holding out his arms.
    Robbie picked up the giggling toddler, balancing him on her hip. Bending her head, she brushed a soft kiss across the baby’s downy hair. “You are one busy fella.”
    Eddie’s insides wretched as a yearning to take them both in his arms overtook him. How could the sight of Miss Vuitton with a baby invoke such a powerful feeling?
    “Sorry about that, Ms. Miller,” said Nick. “Sometimes he gets too playful.”
    “No problem. I usually don’t do kids well, but he’s cute, even comes equipped with his own drool machine. So, is the rigging all in order?” she asked as the baby gurgled a greeting. She continued to play, teasing Drew with the plastic lion. Her smile for the boy wrapped around Eddie’s heart. Nick cut off his view and lifted the baby, assuring her that the rigging was all in order.
    Eddie shook his head. The moment and the emotions passed. He glanced at Robbie again. She rubbed her head, giving him a reproachful look.
    “The rigging…is all rigged.” Eddie smiled, ignoring Nick’s frustrated stare. “Now, back to finding you a substitute for your Louis Vuitton camping gear.” He chucked his nephew under the chin and sauntered toward the closet.
    “Well, I better get back home before the rest of boys wake up,” said Nick.
    “Boys? You mean you have five boys ?
    Nick’s deep laugh resonated throughout the room. “Just enough for my own basketball team. Anyway,” he continued, “they gave Fran some pain pills in the emergency room, and I’m afraid she won’t hear the beasts tearing down the house. You’ll probably be gone before I get the rest of them dressed and back here. We’ll have a ball minding the office while she sleeps.”
    “How sweet. Are they a big help?”
    “Truth? It’s like playing dodge ball in a mine field. You have a good trip, and we’ll see you on Friday. We’re leaving, Eddie,” he called, opening the door. “Have a good tour and remember what I said about the rigging. Don’t mess with it and everything will be fine.” The bell jangled cheerfully as the door fell back into place.
    Eddie rolled his eyes. Nick McGraw, King of Subtlety.
    “Here we go. This should do the trick,” he said brightly, emerging from the closet. “What all the well appointed campers are carrying this season. You should be able to fit everything in here.” He held up a candy pink backpack with a dancing unicorn on the front flap and waited. He wasn’t disappointed.
    “ You expect me to use that ?”
    “Sure, Drew picked it out just for you.”
    It was this side of impossible to keep a straight face, but somehow he managed it. The look of horror that spread from her open mouth to her wide eyes was priceless. You’d think he’d handed her a burlap sack of rotting fish and asked her to make sushi. This was going to be one hellava week baiting Little Miss Designer Label.
    As long as they still got a good TV review, why not have a little fun with Miss Priss? Hopefully, it would keep his mind off her great ass and the heat that centered in his groin every time he looked at her.
    Better to keep her at arms length with some good-natured teasing than to endure those heated looks she was casting at JT and now him. If she wanted something more from this trip, she was in for a disappointment. Nick was right. Ms. Miller was untouchable.
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