When you’re desperate for cash, you do things you never thought you would.
My desperation took me halfway across the country to become a nanny.
And instead of keeping things professional, I ended up in my new boss’ bed.
Screwing up this nanny position means ruining my sister’s life. Period.
My plan is perfect.
This job pays enough to squash my mountain of a dilemma into a tiny molehill.
No problem, right?
My new billionaire bosshole.
Mysterious. Controlling. Uptight. And most annoyingly…
The sexiest man I’ve ever seen.
And now, my darkest secret.
Coming here was a mistake.
If this goes wrong, I’ll lose everything I’ve worked for.
There are a billion reasons I should stay away from him.
But suddenly I can’t think of one.
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
Pierce's character was the inspiration for The Billionaire's Nanny. He has been hurt so deeply that he has vowed to never love again. I wanted to write a love story powerful enough to overcome even the most insurmountable obstacles.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
Pierce, the eldest of the Hardick Brothers was created to be a little more mysterious than the rest of the brothers. He doesn't share much, he does open up, and most of all – he doesn't do relationships… not anymore.
Alex is the spunky rule-breaker who slams into his life and shakes things up more than he could have imagined. When the two come together there is an incredible amount of tension and sparks fly!
Pierce stands, walking around his desk and stopping in front of me. His icy blue eyes have gone molten lava hot, and his stare dares me to continue with my tirade. He leans down, still devouring me with his eyes and whispers in my ear, his hot breath tickling the most sensitive parts of my neck.
“I’ll say it again. It wasn’t a mistake Alex. I liked it. Didn’t you like it?”
My breath catches in my chest and my knees are instinctively drawn together with an invisible magnetic force. I sit with my back board-straight, staring wide eyed down at the expensive rug that decorates the floor of his office.
What is he doing?
I never, not even for a split second considered the possibility that Pierce might not share my opinion. The sex we had, while it was incredible, was completely inappropriate. So why do I get the feeling that he is ready for round two?
“Whether I liked it or not really isn’t the issue here, Pierce,” I say firmly. How dare he try to shake me. I came in here to deliver a message and dammit, I going to get my point across.
“What exactly is the issue then?” He asks, raising one perfectly arched brow and grabbing my hands to pull me to my feet. He bends down to nuzzle into my neck and the scent of him, a mixture of cedar and leather, makes my head spin.
What did I come here to tell him again? I can hardly remember now.
“I want you Alex,” he sighs gruffly in my ear. “Again. And I think you want me too.”
“I… no. That’s not what I came here for.” And that’s the truth. I never came to Pierce’s office with the intention of starting anything. My only mission had been to finish it. But being so close to him now, breathing him in – has me reconsidering everything. My mind is shouting at me to move away before I lose what little control I have left, but my body stays locked on his – drawing some delicious type of erotic energy that I don’t want to be without.
That is when the verbal argument ends and the physical war begins.
Pierce grabs my face with both hands, hesitates for a split second, and then presses his lips to mine. I am startled but refuse to show it. I allow his mouth to explore mine, gently at first, sucking and nibbling at the edges of my lips – and then with growing force as he passionately plunders me. He is more tender this time, exposing some side of him that had seemed hidden last night. His body presses firmly against mine and I am reminded of why I’d given myself over to him so easily.
His touch is irresistible.
To say that Pierce Hardick is standing at attention would be an understatement. The size of the firm specimen in his pants is shocking even though I felt every inch of him just hours ago. I’m not going to be the first to go for it, hungry as I am. Screw him. Self-righteous, gorgeous son of a –
He lifts my skirt and pulls my panties off in one yank. Why…why did I wear a skirt around this man? I should have worn a damn chastity belt.
My shirt comes flying off, one yank forward snaps my bra in two and his eyes wander from my face down, down, down and back up.
“Oh fuck, you’re killing me,” his words come out strained.
Then he is ripping his own pants off while I peel the suit jacket away from his shoulders. Too many fucking buttons are in between me and his chest, so I return the favor and rip his shirt apart. He lifts me by my bare hips, ramming his cock into my body while simultaneously ramming my body into the wall.
Held up effortlessly by delicious, muscled arms, I curl my legs around his body and take the best ride Hardick Ranch can possibly have to offer.
I’m Alexa. Author, wife, mommy to two adorable fur babies and big-time hopeless romantic. When I’m not writing I love spending time with my amazing husband (my real-life bad boy), growing gorgeous flowers in my garden and finding inspiration for my next book literally everywhere I look. Love is all around us and it brings me so much joy to bring that love to life in each story I write.
I love bad boys and a good sweet and dirty romance. I can’t wait for you to check out my books and let my hot, filthy guys rock your world! Buckle up! This is going to be a wild ride.
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