Even at the cost of losing everything I have.
I will remain immune to Hunter Fitzpatrick's charm. Besides, what's six months in the grand scheme of things? It's not like I'm in danger of falling in love with the appallingly gorgeous, charismatic gazillionaire who happens to be one of Boston's most eligible bachelors.
I needed the public endorsement Hunter needed a nanny. Sailor I didn't want this gig, okay? But the deal was too sweet to walk away from. Little does she know, that's not the only pipe I'll be laying. The virginal archer is supposed to babysit my ass while I learn to take my place in Royal Pipelines, my family's oil company. Now my ball-busting father is sentencing me to six months of celibacy, sobriety, and morbid boredom under the roof of Boston's nerdiest girl alive, Sailor Brennan. Like Stonehenge, Police Academy 2, and morning glory clouds. Hunter I didn't mean to star in a sex tape, okay? It was just one of those unexplainable things.
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