First rule of nannying: don’t sleep with the boss. Oops, too late. All I wanted was a one-night stand. A chance to lose my v-card to a hot guy I’ll never see again. But when I walk into my nanny interview, the man behind the desk is the same one I shared sheets with. And his daughter Audrey loves me. Picks me, out of all the other women jockeying for the position. It turns out being her nanny is easy, but keeping things professional with her dad? Impossible. I feel Jordan’s eyes on me in every room. And when he kisses me again, I can’t resist. It doesn’t stop there. We can barely ...

He’s bad for me…He’s my boss and my dad’s best friend. So why do I keep waking up in his bed? Cole Bentley is infuriating. He puts the “bossy” in boss, selfish to a fault and won’t take help from anyone. But, I can’t stop staring at his ripped body in those custom made suits. What starts as a little office sparring gets serious when he saves me from my ex. Suddenly, I see another side to him. A softness hidden beneath his tough alpha-hole shell. And it lures me in like a bee to honey. He’s twice my age. Forbidden in every way. That just makes our nights together even ...

He’s rich. Sexy. Infuriating. And totally off-limits. So why can’t I stay away? Four years ago, Vincent Cagney gave me the best one-night stand of my life. But I never expected the billionaire to return to my small hometown of Lockepoole. Or to buy out the hotel I’ve worked so hard to keep afloat. He claims he wants to maintain its spirit, but I know dollar signs are all he cares about. It’s why I never told him about the daughter we share. But when Vince wants something, he’ll stop at nothing to get it. And he wants me. For my marketing skills, yes, but my body, too. He remembers...

He’s my boss, my dad's best friend, twice my age..... and now I'm pregnant with his baby. Elliot Olson and I don’t get off to the best start. I spill soup on his expensive white shirt. Make him lose a million-dollar client. Lie about my name so he doesn’t realize I’m his best friend’s daughter. I give him every reason not to trust me. Yet he does. With his daughter, and with his reputation. He hires me to be her nanny, but when he’s in a bind, I become his fake fiancée, too. But there’s nothing fake about my feelings for him. And when he takes me in his bed for my first time?...

I can’t believe I gave my v-card to a hot billionaire old enough to be my dad. I was only going out to celebrate my friend’s birthday. Next thing I know, I’m sweaty and tangled up in the sheets - happily giving my v-card to this gorgeous grump of a man. To make matters worse, I had to sneak past his adorable little girl on my walk of shame the morning after. But he never asked for my number, so I thought for sure I would never see him again. Until the nausea started. Now I have nine months to figure this out. That is until he showed up at my doorstep with an offer I couldn’t refuse.