Grace—
My new boss is an arrogant, grumpy brute of a man. But I need this job and the room and board that comes with it.
His muscular, ink covered arms and roaring motorcycle scream bad boy. Usually, he’s the exact kind of man I foolishly go for, but I won’t make that mistake again, no matter how much heat I see flare behind his eyes.
His one redeeming quality is the fact that his sharp edges melt away every time he’s with his girls. Maybe he’s not all bad.
Lucky—
Being the VP for the Evil Dead MC’s Gulf Coast chapter and a single-dad don’t exactly go hand-in-hand, but ever since my wife died, I’ve been trying –and failing—to fill her shoes.
My home’s been a revolving door of nannies who can’t cut it in my world. So when this little ray of sunshine sashays through my door, I have my doubts. But I’m desperate.
It turns out she may be more trouble than she’s worth. Soon my place is teeming with glittering ornaments and enough Christmas lights to blow the fuse box. It’s getting on my last Bah-Humbug nerve. Not to mention I now have to fight the urge to run my hands over my scorching hot nanny’s body, bend her over the nearest piece of furniture and taste her on my lips.
When a secret she’s been hiding comes to light, I realize she’s brought danger straight to my doorstep. But they’ve come messing with the wrong guy. I protect those I love, and any scumbag who touches them is a deadman.
