Romancing The Nanny

by Cindy Kirk

• ISBN13: 9780373280667
• ISBN10: 0373280661
• Edition: Large
• Format: Paperback
• Copyright: 2007-03-01
• Publisher: Silhouette

Summary

For Amy Logan, living with wildly attractive widower Dan Major for the past three years was a fantasy come true--even if it was only as nanny to his six-year-old daughter. But now Dan had just stunned her with a proposal every woman dreams of--and one she couldn't possibly accept.--Dan needed a wife, and Amy seemed the ideal candidate. All he had to do was make her fall in love with him. But Amy had other ideas. And soon the workaholic single father was learning the new rules for dating and secretly yearning to give the one thing he never expected to give: his heart.

Excerpts

It was lust, Amy Logan decided as she pressed the dough into the pie crust with extra fervor. Pure and simple lust. After all, it would be unnatural to live with such a handsome man for three years and not have the occasional urge to see him naked. Having no sex in years probably didn't help, either, Amy thought, her lips twisting upward in a wry smile. Or the fact that this morning she'd slipped upstairs to get Emma her backpack and caught him just out of the shower. Oh, he'd been perfectly presentable with a Turkish towel wrapped firmly around his waist. And she'd certainly seen him with his shirt off before. Every summer he went to the pool at the country club with her and Emma at least a couple of times. But there was something different about knowing that he'd been naked only moments before. Something about seeing the droplets of water clinging to his broad chest. Some-thing about smelling that delicious mixture of soap, shampoo and clean masculine flesh. Amy inhaled deeply. Even now if she closed her eyes, she could still-- "Got any coffee left?" Amy's eyes popped open and she stilled, grateful she faced the wall. Otherwise the object of her desires might think she was having a sensual experience with a pie crust. Schooling her features into what she hoped was a nonchalant expression, Amy turned. Dan Major stood in the center of the large modern kitchen wearing her favorite suit. The cut emphasized his broad shoulders and lean hips and the navy color brought out the bril-liant blue of his eyes. Still damp from the shower, his short dark hair fell into a careless wave on his forehead. He was an inch or two over six feet and easily the most handsome man she'd ever known. It only made sense that she'd want to see him naked. What didn't make sense was why that desire had taken so long to surface. She and the hunky widower had lived side by side for almost three years.Amy had always considered Dan a good friend. But over the past six months she'd found herself thinking of him in a different way, seeing him not just as her employer and friend but as a desirable man. "Amy?" His lips curved upward and she realized with a start that she'd been staring. Without a word, she reached over and lifted the pot from the warmer. "Can I pour you a cup?" "I can get my own," he protested as he pulled out a chair and took a seat at the table. Amy smiled. Dan was the quintessential modern man with one major exception. Despite being only thirty-four and having been raised in a progressive two-income family, Dan rarely helped out around the house. Unfortunately she had only herself to blame. She'd refused his offers of help so many times, he'd quit asking. The truth was she loved to pamper him and Emma. Keeping his house spotless and clothes laun-dered filled her with immense satisfaction. She prided herself on the fact that he could always count on a well-balanced, home-cooked meal at the end of the day. A successful architect at one of Chi-cago's largest and most prestigious firms, Dan alternated between working in the office or from home. His schedule was so varied, Amy never knew if he'd be home, at the office, or out meeting with clients. It didn't really affect her. Emma was in first grade this year and gone all day. The only difference was if Dan was home she'd make his lunch and maybe offer a snack in the afternoon. After all, that's what he was paying her for; that and taking care of his young daughter, Emma. And not only did he pay her, he paid her very well. With the extra money she saved by living-in, she'd been able to get enough cash together to start a small catering business. Last year when she'd shown Dan her business plan, he'd been surprised, then con-cerned. He'd asked her point-blank if she was planning to leave. But when she'd reassured him that this was just something extra she wanted to do