The nanny stood guardedly blank on the porch. His gaze kept moving down the slender arm until it reached a hand that was holding onto a smaller hand that was linked to still another smaller arm that was attached to yet another tiny female. Her mouth was slightly open as she took in his stature, her plump cheeks bright, her little lips pink, and her clear blue/green eyes so similar to the ones he saw in the mirror every morning. Instead of the fear or anxiety he had imagined, she just gave ...