Don't touch the nanny. It's one rule I'm most certainly going to break.
Since becoming a single father, I have two things that keep me sane-my daughter Lily and playing football for the NFL. But when my meddling sister hires a nanny without my knowledge, I'm not thrilled to come home and find the woman has taken over my house. Our instant attraction is one more complication I don't need in my life.
But my daughter loves Amelia, and I will do anything for that tiny munchkin. Even if it means walking around with blue balls most of the time. Why does the nanny have to be so sweet-and drop dead gorgeous? She's driving me crazy. Never in my life have I wanted a woman more.
I just need to make it through this season. I can do that. Hands free, of course. But then there's that moment, and I know she's thinking what I'm thinking and, well, yeah. Screw the rules...
