A single mom does not fall for the nanny. Especially when she’s a business owner, and a pixie running on spite, chocolate, and weaponized caffeine. I don’t have time for feelings. I barely have time for sleep.
After one too many childcare disasters, I’m officially out of options. Enter Noah Mercer with his movie star looks.
Noah is tall, patient, and annoyingly perfect for the job. He moves into my tiny basement apartment, charms both my kids in a single afternoon, and has my entire disaster of a life running smooth within a week. He handles my snark without flinching, my chaos without complaining, and my daughter’s teenage meltdowns like he was born for it.
He’s also so unfairly gorgeous that it’s driving me to distraction. And by the way his gaze lingers when he thinks I’m not looking, I’m pretty sure the feeling is mutual.
Which would be amazing… if I weren’t his boss.
A freshly divorced pixie does not hook up with the manny. Not when when falling for him could wreck the only stable thing in her kids’ lives.
But the longer he stays, the harder it gets to remember the rules.
No staring. No fantasizing. Definitely no falling in love.
Welcome to Saltford Bay, where monsters are real, neighbors are nosy, and true love comes with claws. Perfect for fans of Emily Antoinette, That Time I Got Drunk and Saved a Demon, and Get a Life, Chloe Brown.
Each book in the Monsters of Saltford Bay series can be read as a standalone. This cozy and steamy small town romance story is low angst, funny and full of sexy, grumpy monsters with tusks and hearts of gold. Intended for mature readers.