Billionaire Bossholes Mr. Grump

I have a confession.I hate bachelorette parties.Awkward dancing. Penis-shaped straws. The inevitable "You're next, Kaitlyn!" speech. Ugh.And to top it off? It's at a swanky Miami club where I stick out like sweatpants at a black-tie gala.Could it get worse? Of course it could.Enter Mr. Tall, Dark, and Ridiculously Gorgeous.He's got a scowl sharp enough to cut glass, especially after I spill a drink all over a VIP-and myself.Turns out he owns the place.He offers his penthouse upstairs so I can change, and one thing leads to... well, you know.Then he kicks me out.The next day? My first job as a nanny-and my new boss is him.James Morris. Billionaire, club owner, and first-rate bosshole (if the tabloids are right). Oh, and single dad to the world's cutest kid.There's no way I can take this job. Every time I look at him, I'm back in that penthouse.And from the way his jaw clenches when he looks at me, he's thinking the same thing.Then he tells me why he needs me. Why I can't say no.I have a new confession.I hate my boss.But hating Mr. Grump has never felt this good.