Mr. Grump

<p>I have a confession.<br>I hate bachelorette parties.</p><p>Awkward dancing. Penis-shaped straws. The inevitable You're next Kaitlyn! speech. Ugh.<br>And to top it off? It's at a swanky Miami club where I stick out like sweatpants at a black-tie gala.</p><p>Could it get worse? Of course it could.</p><p>Enter Mr. Tall Dark and Ridiculously Gorgeous.<br>He's got a scowl sharp enough to cut glass especially after I spill a drink all over a VIP-and myself.<br>Turns out he owns the place.<br>He offers his penthouse upstairs so I can change and one thing leads to... well you know.</p><p>Then he kicks me out.</p><p>The next day? My first job as a nanny-and my new boss is him.<br>James Morris. Billionaire club owner and first-rate bosshole (if the tabloids are right). Oh and single dad to the world's cutest kid.</p><p>There's no way I can take this job. Every time I look at him I'm back in that penthouse.<br>And from the way his jaw clenches when he looks at me he's thinking the same thing.</p><p>Then he tells me why he needs me. Why I can't say no.</p><p>I have a new confession.<br>I hate my boss.</p><p>But hating Mr. Grump has never felt this good.</p>