Cartwright Family

Widower Alexander Cartwright has one thing on his mind—his kids. He plans on keeping it that way until his mother hires a sassy, free-spirited nanny to watch them during the holidays.

Art teacher Phoebe Love needs a job and to take a secret time out from her long-term, not always nice boyfriend. She plans to focus on the two boys and figure her situation out, but their father isn’t making that easy on her.

There are three rules I live by: My boys come first, the rest of my family second, and never mix business with pleasure.

I take pride that I’ve never broken these.

Until her.

She’s a wildcard—the type of woman I never chase.

She has no straightforward plan for her life.

Her version of how to be strict with my boys is laughable.

I swear, she selects her outfits based on what tattoo she wants to peek out, just to make me wonder all day what the rest of it looks like against her flesh.

And that blush she somehow has nailed everytime I look at her, wreaks havoc everywhere it shouldn’t.

The most annoying thing about her?

She’s taken by a neanderthal who treats her like crap (based on the phone conversations I’ve secretly overheard).

So I just have to get through the holidays.

Her two month gig can’t be over soon enough.

Or can it?

Holiday Hire is a billionaire single-dad/nanny romance. It’s a slow-burn, steamy standalone novel with a strict widower father and a fun-loving, carefree nanny. This workplace love story is sure to keep you entertained.