I just slept with my boss.
My grumpy, blue-eyed DILF of a boss.
Twice.
Let me backpedal…
When Nathaniel Nichols hired me as his live-in nanny, I was all too thrilled to escape the trailer park and pack up to NYC. I didn’t expect to meet a stone faced Adonis looming over me.
Seriously, a single dad in his late 30s should not be built like a linebacker.
As
if nannying, homeschooling, and working as his personal assistant don’t keep me busy enough, Nate makes an additional request of me.
Meet his stuffy grandmother and pretend to be his fiancée.
Simple. Until we’re snowed in, alone at his winter cabin with nothing but body heat to keep us warm… You can guess the rest.
Now I don’t know where we stand.
I’m struggling to protect my heart when Nate and his little boy are slowly melting the ice around it.
Things get even more complicated when I realize I’m
late.
