One month with my son's new nanny. What could possibly go wrong?

Ally Sullivan is off-limits. She's my son's nanny. She's my coach's niece. She's the kind of woman you don't touch, especially when you're trying to hold your life together.

But Ally is more than just a beautiful complication. She's quick-witted, fiercely kind, and the only person who can make my kid belly laugh before breakfast. And somehow, she's made herself at home in our lives like she's always belonged here.

The longer she stays, the harder it gets to remember why I'm supposed to keep my distance. And the more I crave her, the more impossible it becomes to let her go.

This was supposed to be thirty days, no strings, no mess. Just a temporary solution. That was the plan. Only now? She's everything I didn't know I needed.

Problem is—Ally's a runner. At the first sign of trouble, she bolts. What she doesn't know?

I've never lost a chase I was determined to win.