Sabrina
I’m twenty-two, buried in student loans, and soon to be homeless.
I need a job that pays decently—stat.
When my best friend suggests interviewing for a traveling nanny position with some tennis star I think she’s joking. It’s too good to be true. The pay is more than I could dream of. I’d get to travel the world. There don’t seem to be any cons.
Not until I meet my potential boss.
Noah Baker.
Hot as hell, but with a massive chip on his shoulder.
He seems to hate me from the start, but lucky for me—or maybe unluckily depending on how you think about it—his daughter loves me. Since I’m the only person she’s connected with he reluctantly offers me the position.
Noah
I was at the top of my game until my wife died.
I didn’t anticipate how much grief would affect my ability to play the sport I love, let alone parent my daughter.
With the tour starting up in January I have no choice but to take her with me, which means I need a nanny to keep an eye on her.
When Sabrina Howard walks through my door to interview; I instantly hate her.
She’s the first woman who’s made my heart race since my wife passed away.
Unfortunately for me, my daughter likes Sabrina, making it a no brainer to hire her.
Eleven months. Seventy-one tournaments. Five continents.
And one nanny who’s entirely too tempting.
I’m twenty-two, buried in student loans, and soon to be homeless.
I need a job that pays decently—stat.
When my best friend suggests interviewing for a traveling nanny position with some tennis star I think she’s joking. It’s too good to be true. The pay is more than I could dream of. I’d get to travel the world. There don’t seem to be any cons.
Not until I meet my potential boss.
Noah Baker.
Hot as hell, but with a massive chip on his shoulder.
He seems to hate me from the start, but lucky for me—or maybe unluckily depending on how you think about it—his daughter loves me. Since I’m the only person she’s connected with he reluctantly offers me the position.
Noah
I was at the top of my game until my wife died.
I didn’t anticipate how much grief would affect my ability to play the sport I love, let alone parent my daughter.
With the tour starting up in January I have no choice but to take her with me, which means I need a nanny to keep an eye on her.
When Sabrina Howard walks through my door to interview; I instantly hate her.
She’s the first woman who’s made my heart race since my wife passed away.
Unfortunately for me, my daughter likes Sabrina, making it a no brainer to hire her.
Eleven months. Seventy-one tournaments. Five continents.
And one nanny who’s entirely too tempting.
