Upon learning the age of the "child" in question, Eleanor Sims made a beeline for the door. Had this man lost his mind? She did not intend to be a nanny to a grown man, and out the door she went. Jonathan Marcus Howell II was a thorn on his father's side. Money meant nothing to him, except for the fact it was necessary, and certainly was always available when he needed it. His mornings were spent sleeping, and his afternoons were usually at a country club. But on this day, before the night would fall, he would find himself at the mercy of a woman he had never known. He would be homeless and alone, but little did he know, it would be a good thing.