I fainted on the street and woke up in the arms of a hot billionaire … or am I still dreaming?
It might as well have been a dream because this single dad is so grumpy, it’s unreal.
But I’m broke and hiding from my crazy ex, so when the hot daddy asks me to be a live-in nanny…
I say YES.
I swear I won’t be one of those nannies who falls for their billionaire boss, though.
I will focus on my job and remind myself that I’ve sworn off men.
But it’s hard to ignore the suffocating tension in the house when he’s around, watching me.
Alarming thoughts about doing wild and tender things with him occupy my brain.
I mustn’t jeopardize my job and my future.
And most importantly, I mustn’t jeopardize my heart again.
I know how badly love can hurt. And so does he.
But when he kisses me, I want to forget about all of the risks.
Should I convince myself and him to give our little family a chance?