Curvy Nanny for the Grumpy Mountain Man by Piper Sullivan

I didn’t ask for a baby on my doorstep. I sure as hell didn’t ask for a nanny. Especially not one with curves that could tempt a saint and a smile that could melt glaciers. I built my life on solitude, cold mountain air, and zero complications. Then she showed up. Soaking wet, half-frozen, and utterly infuriating with her sunshine personality and her stubborn refusal to leave. Rosalee Samuels was supposed to take care of my kid, not worm her way under my skin. Not make me feel things I swore I’d never feel again. But when she looked at me like I was more than just a grumpy recluse? When she made my cabin feel like a home? Suddenly, keeping my distance wasn’t just hard, it was impossible. And when her past came knocking? Let’s just say I’d burn down the mountain before I let anyone, especially her ex, hurt what’s mine.