in Mitch’s lap. “How’s my favorite Nanny this morning?” He put his arm around her and they walked into the kitchen. I couldn’t hear what else he was saying, but it was obvious he was in full rescue mode.
“I have to get ready for a workout,” I said stepping into the kitchen. “But I can’t wait to hear the story behind that. Promise to share it Monday?”
“It would appear you have a story to tell too, Annie.”
“Yes, we’ll swap stories on Monday. Chase, don’t beat me to it,” I said, shaking my finger at him as I walked out.
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