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Working as a nanny for the world's grumpiest single dad should have been simple. Except I can't keep my eyes off him. And he can't keep his hands off of me. Cade Eaton is thirteen years older than I am and barely looks my way. Until I get him into the hot tub one night for a game of truth or dare. Then all bets are off-and so are our clothes. He's gruff, a little rough around the edges. But broad-shouldered ranchers with calloused hands and filthy mouths are this city girl's kryptonite. So who am I to resist? But it's in our quiet moments together that he softens. It's when he takes care of me that I realize his hardened exterior is just a façade. It's when I watch him go all sweet with his little boy that I really fall for him. Someone convinced him once that his best wasn't good enough. But I've never felt more cherished than I do in his arms. My contract may say this arrangement is only for two months. But my heart says this is forever.
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Heartless, Elsie Silver
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- Jaar van publicatie
- 2022
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- Titel
- Heartless
- Taal
- Engels
- Auteurs
- Elsie Silver
- Uitgever
- Independently published
- Jaar van publicatie
- 2022
- Formaat
- Paperback
- Aantal pagina's
- 474
- ISBN13
- 9798358618916
- Reeks
- Kastanjebronnen
- Tags
- Fictie, Romantiek, Humor, Liefde, Familie, Vrouwen, Hedendaagse literatuur, Vriendschap, Hedendaagse romance, Kinderen, Wilde Westen, Verlies, Rouw, Moeders, Zomer, Zwangerschap, Winter, kou, Vader, Canadese Literatuur, Kindermeisje, Leeftijdsverschil tussen Partners
- Eerste editie
- 2022
- Oorspronkelijke titel
- Heartless
- Beoordeling
- 4,4 van 5
- Aantekening
- Working as a nanny for the world's grumpiest single dad should have been simple. Except I can't keep my eyes off him. And he can't keep his hands off of me. Cade Eaton is thirteen years older than I am and barely looks my way. Until I get him into the hot tub one night for a game of truth or dare. Then all bets are off-and so are our clothes. He's gruff, a little rough around the edges. But broad-shouldered ranchers with calloused hands and filthy mouths are this city girl's kryptonite. So who am I to resist? But it's in our quiet moments together that he softens. It's when he takes care of me that I realize his hardened exterior is just a façade. It's when I watch him go all sweet with his little boy that I really fall for him. Someone convinced him once that his best wasn't good enough. But I've never felt more cherished than I do in his arms. My contract may say this arrangement is only for two months. But my heart says this is forever.