She'd changed her name, dyed her hair, faked her ID, even invented a faraway husband. All to get the job as nanny to two young boys on the Matthews estate. She was sure she'd thought of everything-until the door opened on the granite eyes of a big, burly bodyguard.
Mike Cassidy knew a fraud when he saw one. And Annie Kramer was just too sweet, too perfect too sexy. She may have smelled like vanilla, but she looked like a vixen. And even though she charmed the mischievous boys in minutes, Mike meant to keep his distance from the woman at least long enough to learn her secret.