His Obsession: A Bad Boy Romance Series: A Bad Boy Romance Series, #3

By Kylie Parker

Rule #1: Your boss is OFF LIMITS.

I never should have agreed to become Derek Blake's live-in nanny.

But he's rich and powerful, and I need the money.

In exchange, I have to live in his palace of a penthouse.

How's that for a choice?

The only problem?

He's out of my league.

Way, way out of my league. 

Too wealthy. Too sexy. Too…skilled.

And with men like that?

Everyone knows it never works out.

It wouldn't work out.

Right?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kylie Parker Romance
• Release date: Apr 7, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386975885

Book preview

Chapter 1

Paying attention in that damn grocery store was hard enough without a few prying eyes on me as I walked the aisles, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off of Madeline’s swaying hips. My god, that water dripping off her in my kitchen was nothing short of savory; and the only thing that saved her from being thrown onto the kitchen island and peeled back for my own personal glory was the fact that I had been holding my daughter.

It’s why I was determined to hold her throughout the shopping trip.

While Madeline talked to some guy she seemed to know about the formula for Clara, I took my daughter and began walking up and down the aisles. It got me away from Madeline’s body and tore my eyes away from the curve of her ass long enough to figure out what I wanted to do for dinner. I settled on making us all some decent steaks. I didn’t cook very often, but I had a few things I was good at making.

And boy, could I make a damn good steak.

I grabbed a thick cut of meat from the back before I went in search of a couple of sweet potatoes. Just as I carried all of that and some fresh green beans to the front, Madeline came walking around the corner with three massive bags in her hands.

Got the formula, she smiled.

Got dinner, I smiled back.

Oh, you didn’t have to do that, she interjected, I’ve got chicken thawing in the sink.

Then put it back in the freezer, I said, because we’re having steak tonight.

I was relieved when we got home. It is probably frowned upon to have roaming eyes while holding your daughter in a grocery store. I even shocked myself when I found out how important it was to me to keep a specific demeanor in public, even though someone as sexy as Madeline kept moving around me.

We got back up to my penthouse apartment and I gave Clara to Madeline so I could go put everything away. I turned my head and watched Madeline begin to bounce Clara to sleep, and I could hear the yawn my little daughter spewed all the way down the hallway.

I could also see the way Madeline’s breasts bounced with every step she took, and I had to start deep breathing in order to keep my thick length from straining against my jeans.

I started marinating the steaks and preheating the oven to cook the sweet potatoes, and the house was silent for a while. I figured Madeline had gotten Clara to sleep and assumed she had to lay down with her in order to do it. But, when Madeline came around the corner and took in a deep breath through her nose of the swirling smells of the kitchen, my eyes caught the length of her neck.

I would give anything to sink my teeth into that skin of hers.

It smells good in here, Madeline breathed.

It’ll be another forty minutes or so, but it’ll be a good meal, I murmured.

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