Nanny to a Guy

I have two problems. And Luca DeMilo is both of them. I've been a nanny for seven years, and in all that time, I've only worked for two-parent families or single moms. Not.single dads. But when I'm get a new assignment-the only one available right now-it's for a guy. And as it turns out, not just any guy. Nope. It's Luca freaking DeMilo, the boy I've had a crush on since.oh.forever. Only he's no boy anymore.
And I'm pretty sure he never noticed me way back when. I should have said no. Should have, but I didn't. Monday morning, I'm on his doorstep and praying he's aged poorly. Nope. No such luck. One look into his intense blue eyes, and I swoon. Internally, of course. I'm a professional, and I need this job as the new nanny for his little squid. Squid is his term, not mine. His sweet little girl is as adorable as he's gorgeous, though she seems to have as many arms as the afore mentioned beast.
My heart melts the second I meet her. So. Yeah. There was no way "no" is anywhere in my vocabulary. Be his daughter's nanny? Sign. Me. Up. I just have to keep my not-so-little crush as a not-so-little secret.