The Nanny and the Grump

Having a live-in nanny was supposed to simplify my life. Except, she is forbidden fruit, a temptation I must resist. From the first moment I laid eyes on her, a tension crackled in the air, igniting a fire I thought long extinguished. Hazel, with lips that promise ecstasy and curves that beg to be explored. She reawakens my passions and pierces my grumpy shield with her infectious smile.