Last on the List

Max Fletcher is Boulder’s infamous rich bachelor and…single father.

Ladies, this is your hot single dad bat signal.

Don’t worry, my plus-sized rump won’t be jumping in his line. Because this guy represents everything I hate—greed, power, status, sexy hair that always looks perfectly tousled.

When my sister begs me to interview to be his daughter’s nanny because he’s rejected everyone on her agency list, I think…this should be entertaining.

I waltz into that boardroom in my tie-dye sweatsuit and tell him and his daughter exactly what I’d be like as a nanny. I pitch the idea of doing “nothing” and emphasize my general disdain for rules and routines.

Within minutes I have that corporate mogul seeing red.

Unfortunately, I didn’t consider the fact that the kid would love me. Next thing I know, the job I didn’t want is mine.

Even worse, Max isn’t the bosshole I expected. In fact…he’s kind of swoon-worthy. And one stormy night when the power goes out, I discover he’s also a great kisser—something a nanny should never know about her boss.

Making out with your boss is certainly frowned upon, but I’ve never been one to follow the rules.