I’ve never needed help from anyone. I certainly don’t need it from the infuriating doctor next door.
I loathe my uncivil neighbor and the loud music he blares before the sun has risen. Even the dogs I walk—for one of my four jobs—despise him.
I’d be happy never seeing him again. But when he becomes his niece’s guardian for a few months and is in desperate need of a nanny, I begrudgingly accept the position.
How can I refuse when the salary he offers will allow me to open my dog rescue? It’s a win-win. Or a lose-win, depending on how you look at it. I mean, I still have to be around Tyler, and I would never consider that winning.
But the more time I spend with him, my cold indifference is melting away. And the way he’s starting to look at me feels more molten than icy.
I knew that Tyler was trouble from the moment I met him, but now I think I might be the one in trouble…of losing my heart.
