A Very Merry Nanny (Very Merry, #2)

by Lyra Parish

Dedicated to those who love a grumpy, introverted hero with a daddy voice. Mm.

“We didn’t discuss relationship statuses.” “My bad. Thought you had, seeing as you were five seconds away from devouring her face.” I shoot him a glare. “I wasn’t.” “Oh, come on. A whole group of us sat here and watched a love story unfold. Ask Sammy.”

Lucas sits next to Emma, and I hear her giggle. A pang of jealousy hits me—an emotion I haven’t felt in years—and I tense up.

I realize that the magic of Merryville found me when Hudson Jolly kissed me.

I swear she stole my soul because I haven’t felt the same since I learned she was back in Merryville.

“This is why we shouldn’t be alone.” “Why?” He leans in slowly, my jaw tilting upward. “Because I want to kiss you.” “Why do you resist it so much? Am I not your type?” His mouth hovers over mine, and my eyes flutter closed. “You’re everything I want.”

“How long are you stayin’?” “I’m letting you decide.” “And what if I never want you to leave?” She inhales sharply, licking her plump red lips, and I feel a shift between us. “I’m letting you decide that, too,” she whispers.

“And, in the future, when I do something right, the only response I’ll accept is ‘thank you’ or ‘good girl.’”

It may be our first time together, but I’m convinced she’s my soul mate.

“I honestly thought it was obvious that grumpy single dad lumberjack with a chip on his shoulder is my type.”

“You’re already the calm in my storm, Em. Let me be the calm in yours.”

“I’ll burn the world down for you and let the fire light our path. Me and you.”