Single Dad Needs Nanny: Sheriff Needs a Nanny

Single Dad Needs Nanny: Sheriff Needs a Nanny
Alison Roberts

Teresa Carpenter

Cindy Kirk

Sheriff Needs a NannySheriff Trace Oliver was looking for a nanny and he wanted someone ordered and precise, not fun-loving. Except ex-nursery teacher Nikki is excellent with babies… She might also make the perfect mother! Too bad Trace isn’t looking for a wife…Nurse, Nanny…Bride!Nurse Alice’s world was turned upside down by the gorgeous new ER consultant, Andrew Barrett. Because, despite everything, Andrew was the man she loved. So when she becomes part-time nanny to his little girl, Alice can’t believe her luck!Romancing the NannyDan Major needed a wife and his nanny Amy seemed like the ideal candidate. All he had to do was make her fall in love with him. But Amy had other ideas and soon the workaholic single father was yearning to give her the one thing he never expected to want to share again: his heart.

Single Dad

Needs Nanny

Sheriff Needs

A Nanny

Teresa Carpenter

Nurse, Nanny…

Bride!

Alison Roberts

Romancing

the Nanny

Cindy Kirk

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

Sheriff Needs A Nanny

TERESA CARPENTER believes in the power of unconditional love, and that there’s no better place to find it than between the pages of a romance novel. Reading is a passion for Teresa…a passion that led to a calling. She began writing more than twenty years ago, and marks the sale of her first book as one of her happiest memories. Teresa gives back to her craft by volunteering her time to Romance Writers of America on a local and national level. A fifth generation Californian, she lives in San Diego, within miles of her extensive family, and knows that with their help she can accomplish anything. She takes particular joy and pride in her nieces and nephews, who are all bright, fit, shining stars of the future. If she’s not at a family event you’ll usually find her at home…reading, writing, or playing with her adopted Chihuahua, Jefe.

For Mom, who has always believed in me.

And for Yvonne, JD, Denise and all the Culversons

for their loving care of Mom this last year.

You guys are the best.

And for Rodney and Brandon, daddies extraordinaire!

Table of Contents

Cover Page (#uad20be34-17e3-5acd-b2b9-2b2960b0a1bd)

About the Author (#ua04b1f96-d231-52f8-b5f7-d5ec18bc3c78)

Title Page (#ua0aa4e11-5740-5a0d-a230-83a57410c5ed)

Dedication (#u7236f8e7-dd4b-5ade-bbc0-051962085ca2)

Chapter One (#u8dd446ad-531c-5bf1-80b0-5db47e6e6ca3)

Chapter Two (#u59230b96-1914-540b-84bf-029b5b2d6b40)

Chapter Three (#uff77cf91-7fdd-54df-8918-6b0dee5beaf4)

Chapter Four (#u626aaba3-eb50-534d-a5ac-62bb49a11369)

Chapter Five (#ue87ccc85-566f-5e3f-8a17-893b7d4b758d)

Chapter Six (#u8982d975-f0aa-5f61-8929-e5299da16f67)

Chapter Seven (#u6ad6569f-e579-5d0a-adcd-c5a16c74229e)

Chapter Eight (#ue9bdf701-d421-5937-a34c-47c21f7979a9)

Chapter Nine (#u42e8be89-96bd-5b00-a001-1e2bb6022020)

Chapter Ten (#ud45b6904-c6f6-5212-b0a8-f80ffebd4d6e)

Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter One

“HERE goes everything.” Nicole Rhodes arrived at the front door of the sprawling ranch-style house. She glanced down at her navy ruffled vest, white tank and tailored khaki Capris. Together with her white sandals she felt she’d hit the right mark of cool and professional.

Two adjectives she rarely aspired to. She preferred to experience life.

Still, for today, going on her first job interview in five years, she needed all the confidence she could muster. Damn state budget cuts. She was one of a thousand teachers looking for alternative employment.

Pasting a smile on her face, she knocked on the door.

She needed a job and a place to stay ASAP. This nanny position offered both, with the added bonus of allowing her to stay close to her very pregnant sister, Amanda.

The door in front of her opened to frame a half-naked man. Oh, mama.

Her internal temperature spiked to match the hundred-degree heat as she admired six-pack abs, a strong chest dusted with dark hair attached to a corded neck, and a head buried in a gray cotton T-shirt.

“Hey, Russ.” A deep voice came from within the depths of bunched-up material. “Thanks for coming over so quickly. I’ve been picking up before the nanny gets here. I’ve only got ten minutes to grab a quick shower.”