Title: LAST ON THE LIST
Author: Amy Daws
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: June 16, 2022
Cover Designer: Amy Daws
Cover Photographer: Wander Aguiar
Cover Model: Tanner Hueter
Only bad nannies know what it’s like…to kiss the boss.
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FULL BLURB
Only a bad nanny knows what it’s like to kiss the boss.
CEO millionaire, Max Fletcher is a single dad in desperate need of a nanny.
Cozy Barlow is in the middle of her self-appointed “gap year” and doing everything she can to detach from her past.
But when her sister begs her to interview for the nanny position of a high maintenance client, she doesn’t have a good enough reason to say no.
And when Max locks eyes on the twenty-something in a tie-dye sweatsuit who pitches the idea of daydreaming all summer—he prepares to give this bad nanny the boot.
One problem: Max’s little girl thinks this plus-sized in body and spirit nanny might be her new bestie, so she hires her on the spot.
Now Max is stuck with this bizarre woman who hates everything he represents—corporate greed, money, status, power.
But one stormy night when the power goes out, he discovers Cozy doesn’t hate him. In fact, he’s the leading role in her fantasies.
Fantasies, he would very much like to make a reality.
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EXCERPT
Excerpt 1:
My boss’s head turns forward as his jaw shifts from side to side, his body vibrating with irritation. “You can’t just go around touching men’s eyebrows, Cassandra.”
“Why not?”
“Because it makes them think you want to sleep with them.” His voice is acidic as he stares broodingly back at me.
I inhale sharply at his response. It’s definitely not the way I’m used to him speaking to me. I’m also not used to seeing him at a bar. At my bar specifically. Which is why his opinion on this situation doesn’t mean anything to me.
I jut my chin out defiantly. “Other men’s thoughts are not my problem.”
“No, but they’re mine,” he growls and then swivels in his stool. His denim-clad legs straddle me as he hovers closer, blanketing me in his mouthwatering cologne and the spicy scent of the whiskey on his breath. His brow furrows as he scrutinizes my entire face. “You would really hook up with another man with my mark still on you?”
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Excerpt 2:
My boss turns his indigo eyes to me and offers an easy smile. “Hello, Cassandra.”
My lips open and close multiple times, and I fear I might be doing a good impression of that cheesy singing bass wall mount that my dad has hanging in his machine shed. “W-W-What are you doing here?”
His lips turn down curiously as he shakes the ice in his rocks glass. “Having a drink.”
“Why?”
“Because we’re at a bar.” He looks around at all the patrons with a smug look of contentment.
“I know we’re at a bar. I’ve been here all night,” I snap, my hands balled up into fists on my lap. “Why are you at this bar? How long have you even been here?”
He shrugs dismissively. “Maybe an hour.”
“Who are you here with?”
“You.” His gaze lowers to my legs, and my body heats involuntarily.
“Who’s with your daughter?” I ask, my chest rising and falling with rapid breaths I can’t seem to get control of.
Max sets his glass down and runs a finger around the rim. “Everly is having a sleepover at Uncle Wyatt’s.”
“Oh,” I reply dumbly.
“How was your date?” Max’s eyes narrow as the T on date seems to be difficult for him to say.
“It was okay until a few minutes ago.”
The muscle in his jaw jumps as he inhales deeply through his nose. “Were you flirting with him?”
His question catches me off guard. “When?”
“When you touched his face,” Max responds instantly, his eyes holding mine captive as the entire bar seems to fade to darkness all around us.
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Excerpt 3:
“Max, I’m going to bed,” Cassandra groans, pulling her cotton robe tightly across her chest as she steps outside and leans against the side of the house. “Let’s just forget this horrible evening ever happened.”
“I can’t forget,” I bark, pointing at my head like a lunatic as I continue to pace. “Because I have a daughter. And knowing that she could grow up someday and have messed-up thoughts about her physical appearance will never be something I’m okay with.”
Cassandra’s brows knit together. “What?”
“What you said about me throwing you over my shoulder earlier? First of all…I could do that. Feel free to challenge me on that. I love a challenge.” I turn on my heel to march the other way. “But second of all, who cares if I couldn’t? Do you think that makes you any less worthy of someone? It doesn’t. It’s a superficial nothingburger of a thing. It tells nothing about the person you are or the beauty you possess.”
I pause to prop my hands on my hips, hitting her with a lethal glare before I deliver the next bit. Her lips are parted, her eyes are wide and glistening in the security light as she falls back against the white siding.
She looks like an angel.
“Third of all, you are not now, nor could you ever be a convenience hook up. In fact, you are the most inconvenient hook up of my life. Which is why I need you to hear the next part.”
“There’s more?” she gasps, her fingers touching her parted lips.
“A lot more, Cassandra,” I growl, my voice echoing off the house as I stalk toward her…
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Excerpt 4:
A light knock on my door has me straightening in my desk chair. My daughter doesn’t knock, so I can only assume it’s the nanny. I smooth down my tie and attempt to look busy as I call out, “Come in.”
The nanny walks into my bedroom, dressed in a long tie-dyed T-shirt and a pair of black leggings. She glances briefly at my bed and then forces her eyes on me.
“Can I have a word with you, Mr. Fletcher?” Cassandra asks, her hands playing with the hem of her shirt as she approaches my desk.
“Yes, of course. Where’s Everly?”
“She’s reading upstairs,” she replies quickly, tucking her damp hair behind her ears.
The smell of coconut invades the room, and I wonder if she’s just gotten out of the shower. Not that I should be thinking of my nanny in the fucking shower.
“I was wondering if maybe we could tell Everly I quit?” Cassandra quips, her tone sharp and contained.
My heart rate increases as I repeat her words in my head before I can mutter them out loud. “Quit?”
“Yeah…” she responds, her eyes staring down at the floor. “I’d rather she think I quit than blame herself for getting me fired. She keeps apologizing about the accident today, and I know it’s breaking her little heart that she hurt me. If she thinks you let me go because of the pool incident, she’ll never forgive herself.”
I sit back in my chair, processing everything Cassandra has just said to me. She’s known my kid for one freaking day, and she’s willing to take the fall for her? I’m rarely speechless, but this situation makes forming a coherent sentence difficult.
I clear my throat. “Do you want to quit?”
“Not at all.” Cassandra’s round eyes lift to meet mine. The sunlight pouring in the windows behind me makes her eyes look greener than ever. “But I know that what happened today was terrifying for you and Everly. We were lucky you were here. I mean, I don’t think I was going to drown. I was getting up to the top of the water before you jumped in. But I fully admit that it wasn’t safe. Yes, it’s true I’m not a great swimmer. I mean, I think I can save my own life, but if something like this happened to Everly, I’d be terrified of what that could look like. And with how much time you want us to spend in the pool this summer, I realize this makes me unqualified for the job I accepted. Therefore, I take full responsibility and will tender my resignation, Mr. Fletcher.”
My head jerks back. Tender her resignation? That’s pretty official language for someone whose past employer involved making footlong subs. I inhale a deep breath and stand, propping myself on the edge of the desk. “Let’s take a breath here, Cassandra,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest.
She nods and tucks her hands behind her back, her chest jutting out toward me. I flinch as I recall the feel of her extremely full breasts in my hands. How is it possible to be completely fucking terrified and half hard at the same time? That’s really something I should talk to a therapist about someday. But not Josh’s wife, Lynsey. Patient confidentiality or not, I don’t need her to think I’m lusting after my kid’s nanny.
“The truth is, Everly is an excellent swimmer,” I continue, refocusing on the task at hand. “An incident like this never should have happened. Everly feels awful because she knows what she did was wrong. She usually has better impulse control than that, but I think she’s really excited about hanging out with you this summer, and she got carried away.”
“Hey, I’ve been there,” Cassandra huffs with a laugh, her hand pushing into her dark hair as she gazes out the sliders behind me. “I remember pushing my sister off the dock at the lake once. She whacked her ankle on the boat hoist and screamed bloody murder for hours. Even had to get stitches.”
I fight back a smile at that very random overshare. “Ouch.”
“Yeah…the whole lake heard her battle cry. It was Awkward City. I immediately regretted my life choice that day.”
I cringe knowingly, thankful for the turn in the conversation as the tension relaxes. “Kind of like your new boss regretting accidentally grabbing your chest as he attempted to save your life?” My shoulders lift with embarrassment.
“I mean, I was a kid, and you are a full-grown man, but I guess you can still relate.” She lets out a soft giggle, and the tension eases between us as I watch her with downcast eyes.
“Awkward what?” I frown and watch her curiously, wanting to know more about her.
“City. Awkward City.” The teasing smirk on her face makes it hard to keep scowling.
I click my tongue and sigh, trying to figure out the best way to resolve this. Giving up, I gesture awkwardly toward her chest, trying hard not to look at it. “Well…I am sorry about that.”
“It’s fine. My tits get in the way a lot.” She closes her eyes and shakes her head. “I shouldn’t have said that. Can we stop talking about my breasts now?”
“Please,” I agree because now I can’t stop looking at them and recalling how the weight of them felt in my hands. Fucking hell…Awkward City indeed.
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