LOGIN"Shh.. Do you want him to wake up?" he asked, chuckling. I moaned again as his hand slipped inside my jeans. "Then stop your hands," I whispered. "Never," he whispered in my ear. ------ Amy Castello, a 25-year-old recently fired from her teaching position, is seeking a suitable job to help support her hospitalized mother. When she accepts a position as a live-in nanny and tutor for a 5-year-old boy, her life is flipped upside down by the single father and son duo. Ryan Crowford, 30, hires a nanny/tutor for his child, Liam, who is becoming more difficult by the day. Ryan gives up on love after his ex-wife abandons him and his son for someone richer. He doesn't know how to handle a child and needs help, and when he employs a sinfully innocent nanny, his thoughts are not so innocent anymore. What will happen when their love for each other burns brighter than the sun? Will Ryan be able to take Amy's advice on parenting his child, or will he turn this into an ego battle? Discover what happens when the worlds of two people collide in this lovely and steamy romance.
View MoreRyanThe sun was shining so brightly it made me squint. The kind of weather that belonged to picnics and open windows and long drives with no destination. Not this. Not the sound of earth hitting a coffin lid while the birds carried on as if nothing had stopped.I held Amy's hand firmly and said nothing because there was nothing to say. The way she was standing beside me, so still, so dull, so completely... unlike herself, I moved my thumb to her wrist without thinking, just to feel her pulse. Just to confirm she was still here with me.Three days. It had been three days, and I still could not get the image out of my head. The phone hitting the floor. Her wet eyes in the dark. That voice so small it barely made a sound when she said she's gone. I never want to hear Amy's voice sound like that again. I never want to see her this still again.She had not cried since that night after the hospital. Not once. She had gone somewhere deep inside herself that I did not have the map to, and I
AmyThe way Ryan walked toward us made me doubt Victor's claim of friendship. I felt a wave of relief when I saw him. Victor had been giving me unsettling vibes since the moment he dramatically appeared in front of me. Something about the way he smiled was giving me the heebie-jeebies."Victor," Ryan said, his jaw tensed as he reached us. The moment his eyes found mine, his face relaxed just a bit, and he gave me a small smile. He walked towards me and pulled me towards him like he was protecting me. Not subtle at all. Okay then. Definitely not friends.Victor smirked, swirling his glass like he was enjoying all this. "It's been quite a while, hasn't it, Crawford?"Ryan gave him a tight smile, which he gives when he's not interested in the conversation, and it was visible on his face. "The last time we met was the Langadas conference in San Francisco. Three years ago. When my company won the Godhan contract"Victor's eyes narrowed, something simmering in them, but he covered it with a
Ryan"Everything in place?" I asked."Yes, Mr. Crawford. All confirmed," my security head replied, curt and tight."Good." I hung up.Sighing, I leaned against the handrail at the end of the stairs. My mind was working through all the shitstorm from the last few days.Amy was ambushed by a few idiot reporters outside the grocery store. Silas got her out fast, but that did not matter. She carried it home with her and tried to hide it. She always tried to hide things she did not want to burden me with. But I could practically taste her nervousness.She tossed and turned half the night before finally telling me what they had shouted at her.Maybe I am really not good enough for you.She had said it so quietly, her eyes wet, like she was sure. And something in me had gone very still and very certain all at once. I couldn't stop cursing myself for not protecting her enough from this world.I spent the rest of that night proving her wrong. Thoroughly. By the end of it, she had forgotten eve
AmyThe silk of Ryan's tie bit into my wrists. My arms trembled from the strain, but the tightness of it only made me more sensitive everywhere else. Cool air brushed against my exposed thighs, a sharp contrast to the heat of Ryan's body pinning me to the mattress.I tried to move my hands toward him again."No," Ryan whispered against my ear. "Hands above your head, baby."His voice was a low vibration that sent a shudder straight down my spine. He did not just touch me. He mapped me, like I was something he was learning by heart. His fingers moved with unhurried precision, grazing my ribs, swirling around my waist, coaxing sounds from my throat that I had no control over."Ryan," I moaned.His middle finger traced a slow, agonizing path from the peak of my nipple down the valley of my stomach, lingering at the edge of my pelvis, teasing without giving, tracing my heat.My hands jerked instinctively against the tie. He caught my hip in a sharp pinch, and I buckled, my back arching cl
AmyI sighed as I plopped down on my bed after returning to my small apartment from the interview. I found the experience to be somewhat strange. Nannying was never part of my career plan, but when Mara approached me about it a week ago, I couldn’t help but feel perplexed. I probed her for more info
RyanI reviewed Amy’s resume again. It was quite impressive. She had a degree in child development, and, as she said, she had also minored in child psychology. The confidence in her voice and the way she answered were both excellent. I may have pushed a few buttons for my child's future, and maybe f
AmyKeys. CheckedWallet. Checked.ID card. Checked.I walked towards the car. Just as I was about to close the car door, I remembered something. Shit! I forgot about the assignment. I rushed back to my room, grabbed them, and then hurried back to my car. I sat carefully to preserve the formal dress
I sprinted home. Finally, the school year has ended, and we are on vacation. Yay! I am hoping that Dad will come out of his room today. Mom says we have to be extra happy around him so that he doesn't feel sad again. Dad feels sad a lot these days. But I think he will be happy when I tell him about

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