He’s a new Mr. Mom. She’s a jilted bride. When her role as the nanny develops into a marriage of convenience, will playing house become less of a game?
Liam
I don’t know what I’m doing. In fact, I have no idea where this kid came from. I mean, I know that part, but when he showed up on my doorstep, not only did I have to put everything on hold, but my hockey coach threw me into the sin bin. It might not be entirely undeserved.
Jess
I’m a certified walking, talking romance wreck, then I meet the guy who I think is...
He’s a new Mr. Mom. She’s a jilted bride. When her role as the nanny develops into a marriage of convenience, will playing house become less of a game?
Liam
I don’t know what I’m doing. In fact, I have no idea where this kid came from. I mean, I know that part, but when he showed up on my doorstep, not only did I have to put everything on hold, but my hockey coach threw me into the sin bin. It might not be entirely undeserved.
Jess
I’m a certified walking, talking romance wreck, then I meet the guy who I think is my prince. On our wedding day, he leaves me at the altar. This means I’m headed back home to my small town and into Granny Dolly’s meddling arms. At least there will be cookies.
Liam
I’m drowning in potty training, team commitments, and legal documents. I’m not sure how much longer I can keep my newfound father status secret.
Jess
I get a job helping the Big Bad Wolf. Yet, somehow, I don’t get bit. Except by his son, who’s ninety-nine percent adorable and one percent feral. Like his grumpy dad.
Liam
I was all about that loner life, but when my money-grubbing ex attempts to ruin me, I propose a marriage of convenience to my assistant. She’s practically part of the furniture, almost living here rent-free. Turns out I don’t mind. Kind of into it. Into her.
Jess
I need a favor that comes in the size and shape of my boss, so when he suggests we get married, I have to remind myself that it’s not real. Nor are my feelings for him. Probably. Maybe a little. Like crumb-sized.
Between lingering looks, arguments over the toothpaste cap, and tingly moments, will this grumpy sunshine pair let love bloom?
