A billionaire’s baby deal!
One look into his infant son’s trusting blue gaze and Aiden Langford knows his wild, carefree days are over. If only he can get Sarah Daltrey, his son’s temporary guardian, to give him daddy lessons... Certainly the soft-hearted entrepreneur will agree to his ten-day proposal to stay as the nanny. Aiden just needs to keep his mind on parenting and off Sarah’s seductive curves...
Being in the handsome tycoon’s arms puts up Sarah’s emotional defenses even as her body begs her to let go. But being a babysitter with benefits isn’t on her agenda—especially for a father and son who might steal her heart...
Stay with me.
Sarah wasn’t sure she’d heard Aiden’s words correctly. They were surprising. They were scary—driving her to a place where she surrendered to her deep longing for him.
He granted the smallest fragment of a smile, looking at her with his heartbreaking blue eyes. He tenderly tucked her hair behind her ear, drawing his finger along her jaw to her chin. “I don’t know what force in the universe brought you to me, Sarah. I only know that right now I need you. I want you. And I’d like to think that you want me, too.”
The air stood still, but Sarah swayed, light-headed from Aiden’s words. Their one night together had been electric, filling her head with memories she’d never surrender, but judging by the deep timbre of Aiden’s voice, they might shatter what happened in Miami. “I don’t want to ruin our friendship.” And no-strings-attached only breaks my heart.
“Is that why you shut things down after Miami?”
“Yes.” It wasn’t the whole truth, but it was enough. As much as sleeping with Aiden might be a mistake, she didn’t want to deprive herself of him. Would one more time really hurt? “And I’ve spent the last two nights regretting it.”
“Then I say we have no more regrets.”
Before she knew what was happening, he scooped her up into his arms.
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Ten-Day Baby Takeover is part of Mills & Boon Desire’s No. 1 bestselling series, Billionaires and Babies: Powerful men wrapped around their babies little fingers.
The Ten-Day Baby Takeover
Karen Booth
KAREN BOOTH is a Midwestern girl transplanted in the South, raised on eighties music, Judy Blume and the films of John Hughes. She writes sexy big-city love stories. When she takes a break from the art of romance, she’s teaching her kids about good music, honing her Southern cooking skills or sweet-talking her husband into whipping up a batch of cocktails. Find out more about Karen at www.karenbooth.net.
For my dear friend in the writing world and the real world, Margaret Ethridge. I will always want to stay up way past my bedtime, talking and giggling in the dark with you.
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The lobby of LangTel’s Manhattan headquarters was practically a shrine to order and quiet restraint. It was not the place to bring a fussy baby. Sarah Daltrey had done precisely that. Marble floors, towering ceilings and huge expanses of windows facing the street made any sound, especially baby Oliver’s errant cries, echo and reverberate like crazy.
Sarah kissed his forehead, bouncing him on her hip as she paced in the postage stamp waiting area. For such a massive building, taking up nearly an entire city block, LangTel had been distinctly stingy with the amenities for the uninvited. Two chairs and a ten-by-ten rug sat opposite a closely guarded bank of elevators. It was clear that no one occupying this space should stay for long.
Oliver whimpered and buried his head in her neck. Poor little guy—none of this was his fault. Oliver hadn’t asked to take a four-hour train ride that morning. He certainly hadn’t asked to come to an ice-cold office building in the