I shut the door behind me, exhaling a breath and dropping my keys in the bowl on the accent table against the wall. Before I even have a moment to take my jacket off, I look up to see my 7 year old daughter bounding down the hallway towards me. “Daddy!!” She squeals as she throws herself into me. “Oof, hey sweetheart,” I chuckle, patting her back.

After a drunken hookup when I was 20, I’d ended up welcoming little Rosalie into my life. Her mother and I had tried to make things work, so she could grow up with a proper family, but ended up splitting to avoid raising Rosalie in a toxic environment. Due to my hectic schedule at the recording studio and touring, I’d recently ended up having to hire a nanny. Which brought you along.

You were absolutely terrific, for both me and for Rosalie. Having you around has been a massive help and I cant’t believe I’d gone so many years without a nanny. However, I’d be lying if I said it hasn’t been difficult remaining professional. You’re completely gorgeous and super sweet, and phenomenal with my daughter…how was I expected not to fall for you?