He’s a tattooed, blue-eyed jerk who has no business being a single dad. He’s also my next-door neighbor, and after negotiations, my grumpy employer for the summer.
I don’t put up with cocky males normally and I certainly won’t put up with that man making noise at all hours of the day and night while he builds his glamp-ground. I offer advice, but the stubborn fool just turns his tractor on to drown me out. He returns the favor by pushing my buttons and making me so angry I can’t see straight. And I really want to be able to see his gorgeous body in those well-worn jeans and backward hat.
Amidst the verbal warfare, I discover he’s hiding scars from a recent accident. I also find out his light eyes heat up to a smoldering icy gray when I give as good as I get. Makes me want to see just how far I can push him and what he’ll do when he boils over.
Gannon’s been dealt a rough hand in life, and when I find a way under that gruff—and stupidly handsome—exterior, I find that maybe he’s not Grumpy the Bear as I nicknamed him, but instead just a teddy bear.
“Get that background check to me,” I snapped.
Paisley rolled those pretty eyes and dropped back down to her feet to step out of the trailer. “You either trust me or you don’t, cowboy,” she tossed over her shoulder.
I found myself watching her backside walk all the way back to her property, tearing up the ground like she commanded nature itself. When I realized what I was doing, I squeezed my eyes shut and turned around, reminding myself of my promise. Paisley was my new neighbor and now my daughter’s nanny. There would be absolutely no looking. Just working.