I never wanted to be a nanny.
That wasn’t part of my carefully crafted five-year plan. The one I formulated after getting a second chance at life. Neither was losing my heart to the beautiful baby boy I’m taking care of. Even if I saw that coming the moment I laid eyes on him. Falling in love with his father… now that I didn’t see coming.
I dare anyone to spend time getting to know the real Jace Kingston, the man behind the hockey jersey, grumpy attitude, and panty-meltingly gorgeous face. The one who sweetly sings his son to sleep, who holds him with such care.
The same man who knows exactly how to light every inch of my body on fire. The one I can’t resist.
It was supposed to be one year of my life. I’d pay off my student loans. He’d get through his first season of pro hockey. Then I’d help him find my replacement.
If only it was that easy.