Nanny for the Single Dad Player

Nannying for an older professional football player has become anything but professional

In this line of work, sleeping with the boss is completely off-limits.

But from the day I started working for Leo, I knew I’d be walking a fine line.

No man has ever treated me as kindly as he does, and I could tell his eyes were lingering a bit too long on my, er…tight end.

Playing all day with his adorable daughter doesn’t feel like work, and I know they both love having me around.

I’m supposed to leave each day when I’m off the clock, but one evening I stay over and spend the night with him…

We cross the line, and while there’s nothing I want more than to do it again, we both decide we shouldn’t.

But soon his daughter starts to call me “mommy” and I’m a goner.

This is no longer a job for me. Leo’s house is becoming my home.

One thing I know for sure: being the missing piece that completes this family is not in my job description.

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