Between boot camp and two TOD’s in Iraq, my buddies Max, Gavin and me have been through some serious hell. So the last thing I ever expected was to find the biggest challenge of my life back home.
My girlfriend died. I couldn’t even attend her funeral, let alone tell her goodbye or that I’m sorry I wasn’t there like I should’ve been.
But she left me a gift. The best and scariest one I could’ve ever asked for. One I didn’t think I could handle…until the day I saw her tiny blues looking up at me in that airport. Chloe.
Now here I am, raising my baby girl—with the help of my two best friends. Things couldn’t be better. Until she walked into my life.
All I wanted was a nanny. Someone to take care of my girl when I couldn’t. What I didn’t count on was Addison, the brown-eyed temptress with a body of sin, and everything I didn’t need, but suddenly wanted.
I wanted to like this book; I really did. It had so much promise–the Three Men and a Baby premise (OMG, I loved that movie!), the opening scene where Collin finds his rugby jersey has turned pink in the wash, the idea of a forbidden nanny/employer romance (The Sound of Music, anyone?)–but sadly, it just didn’t live up to it in the end. Baby Chloe wasn’t much more than a plot moppet, character reactions were all over the place, and gosh darn it, a whole lot of stuff just didn’t make sense. I put this one aside a half dozen times to read something else, hoping that it would be better when I came back to it.
It wasn’t. Which is too bad, because you just know that Collin’s BFFs Max and Gavin are bound to have their own books (Max’s is next, if the epilogue is to be believed), and normally I’d be all over that. But this time? Can’t. Do. It.
Rating: 2 1/2 stars / C-
I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book.