“Brown hair? Tanned skin? Kind of slim, but legs for days?”
I clicked my tongue. “Yeah, no. Nothing’s coming to mind.”
He sighed. “Green eyes? I mean, emerald green. That bright kind of green you can see coming from a mile away.”
Then, it clicked. “Oh! Yes, yes, yes, yes. I remember her now. Works at the spa and a restaurant or something, right?”
“Well, she doesn’t work at the restaurant anymore. She’s looking for another part-time job and—”
“Yeah, I don’t need part-time help.”
“Will you just listen instead of cutting me off, dude? Look, she’s got great qualifications. And I bet if you make the pay worth her while you could buy her full-time status. Just think about it, okay? She’s got evenings free and her weekends, and she could at least be a jumping point for helping you a little bit now until you find someone who can help you the way you need.”
I licked my lips. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll think about it.”
“Great. Now, you keep me updated on Asia. And we’ll talk once you guys get discharged. I’ll come over with cake. It’ll be a blast.”
I smiled. “Sounds good. We’ll talk soon.”
“Talk soon, man.”
And as I turned back around to look at my daughter sleeping helplessly in a hospital bed much too big for her, I turned the idea over in my head.
Part-time help is better than no-time help.
So, I shot Jorge an email and asked him to get me Eva’s resume.
Couldn’t hurt to at least take a look at it.
4
Eva
“Psst.”
I unlocked my office for another morning of work before I heard the sound again.
“Psssst. Eva.”
I paused. “Guadalupe?”
She eased around the corner. “Hey, we need to talk in your office.”
I blinked. “Okay…? Everything all right?”
She simply stared at the door, waiting for me to open it. So, I quickly unlocked it and ushered her inside while panic gripped my throat. Had I done something wrong? Was I about to get fired? That would be just my luck, pissing off Guadalupe and Yuslan so much that they fired me from the first officially titled job I had ever held in my life. I walked into my office behind her and quickly closed the door. If I were about to get fired, I didn’t want anyone to hear my crying because I’d drown this office in my sorrows.
“So, my niece is looking for daytime work to take on, and the arrangement would be perfect.”
I turned to face her. “Sorry. Uh, what arrangement?”
She paused. “Ginger hasn’t told you?”
I cocked my head. “Told me what?”
She lowered her voice to a whisper. “Gavin Lincoln personally requested your resume along with my niece’s. He’s looking to put together nannying help for his daughter!” She was so excited that she squeaked the last word, which made me giggle. Then, it hit me.
“Wait, he asked for mine, too?” I asked.
