If only my life were a romance novel. I wouldn't be running from my own wedding. I wouldn't have tanked my business. And I sure as hell wouldn't have crashed my getaway car into a sexy mechanic's priceless Ferrari. Now I'm in deep with Ethan McCoy. When Ethan offers me a way out of the debt--be his daughter's nanny for the summer while he trains to be a firefighter--I'm horrified. Not only do I have zero clue how to be a nanny, but there's also another, bigger problem. Him. His strong, rough hands. His piercing blue eyes. That panty-dropping smile. And the fact that as the grumpiest widower in Bluehaven Beach, he doesn't believe in romance. At. All. Did I mention he's twelve years older than me? Luckily, I've sworn off men and he's sworn off love. I'm too busy trying to save my bookstore, and he's too busy being a single dad to be interested in a happily-ever-after addict like me. So when we 'accidentally' get naked over the hood of a car, it's no biggie. It won't happen again. Much . . . But if Ethan hates romance, why does he keep looking at me with those hungry eyes? And when his rough hands grab me, why does it feel like I don't want him to let go?
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