Billionaire. CEO. Single dad. And for the next seven days, this arrogant hunk is going to be my boss.
Easy, right? All I have to do is be a good nanny to Leif Sorensen's adorable, hell-raising, ballet-loving daughter. Keep my head down, my hands to myself, and forget about this silly crush I've been nursing for the past six years.
So he's big, and blond, and he stars in all my not-so-innocent "Hot Viking Ravages Innocent Maiden" fantasies? Who cares? Certainly not me. Nope.
My week-long contract is my ticket out of trouble, and I'm not going to mess it up. This payday is about to solve a lot of my problems. Then I'll move on.
Except . . . Leif has other ideas. Like, for example, when he tugs me into a spare room and demonstrates how similar his fantasies are to mine. It's purely intellectual, of course. We're just comparing notes.
But when my contract is over, I realize that I might have gotten myself into trouble instead of out of it. See, I've gone and fallen head over heels for my billionaire boss. And I do it before I realize what he's hiding from me . . . Oh—then I find out I'm pregnant.
Contains mature themes.
