Taking the job as his daughter's nanny was already playing with fire.
But now he wants me to be his fake fiancée, and I know I'm about to get burned.
Daniel is all sharp glares, emotional deadbolts, and a heart locked in a vault. He's the last man I should say yes to.
I say yes though, because the bonus is too big to pass up... and so are his biceps.
Then his lips brush my ear, his voice low. "Smile and make them believe it."
But when his hand tightens on my waist and his growly voice sends a shiver down my spine, it feels anything but pretend. And don't get me started on those ridiculous clingy shorts he keeps wearing. They should honestly be illegal.
One kiss. One reckless, off-limits, oh-crap-what-are-we-doing kiss. And suddenly, I'm under him on the couch, his body pressing into mine, tangled with the man who swore this was "strictly business."
Turns out, business comes with consequences. Two pink lines...