ELERI
Working as a nanny in an exclusive London borough
for two bisexual alphas
is my dream job.
Except Gabe and Luke are so freaking hot they’re making me think dirty thoughts.
I can’t have them, though… it would be totally outta line.
And they couldn’t possibly be interested in a twenty-two-year-old virgin like me.
I’ll have to find someone else to punch my V card, right? Yeah, right…
GABE AND LUKE
Sweet, innocent Eleri doesn’t realize how cute she is.
Like a breath of fresh air, a ray of sunshine, and every other cliché you can think of.
She’s also sexy as f*ck, tempting as sin, and trouble with a big T.
We wanna pop her cherry and make her ours.
We know it’s wrong, she’s our kids’ nanny, but it feels so frigging right.
It’s not like we’re gonna fall for her… not like she’s gonna fall for us either.
Just a bit of fun… nothing more, nothing less.
Until it isn’t…
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The door swings open and standing there is what I can only call an Adonis. His green eyes twinkle as he smiles, and there are actually dimples, dimples! at the corners of his mouth. I stare at him, and a stupid blush makes my cheeks grow hot.
“Eleri, I presume?” he asks in a deep voice.
“Yes, it’s El air y, though. You stress the ‘air’ when pronouncing.” And I find myself blushing again.
He laughs, an infectious laugh, and I laugh with him to hide my embarrassment. “Gotta love Welsh names,” he says, showing me into the hallway. “And the cute accent. I’m Luke Addison, by the way. Just call me Luke.”
If my cheeks were warm before, they’re burning up now. God, I’m such a dumbass. Just because a man says something nice to me shouldn’t make me go so red.
I follow him across the black-and-white tiled hallway, through an open door and into a sitting room… which looks like it could be in one of those glossy home decor magazines.
A stern-looking man gets to his feet from where he’s been sitting on one of the sofas. He’s taller than Luke by a couple of inches, and just as good-looking.
Christ, Eleri, stop ogling. These guys are gay. End-of.
“I’m Gabe,” stern-looking man says in a gruff tone. His dark-blue eyes bore into mine and it’s as if they’re about to gobble me up for dinner.
“Eleri,” I say in a shaky voice, holding out my hand. “Pleased to meet you.”
His grasp is firm and warm, but his eyes continue to eat mine; they’re incredibly deep, like the ocean, fringed with to-die-for thick black lashes. “Take a seat, Eleri,” he indicates towards the sofa. “Tell us what made you decide to become a nanny.”
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Italian
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Translated by Stefy Ma
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Author review: Fast and efficient. Excellent translation. Highly recommended. |
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Author review: Excellent translation and super fast. I'm looking forward to working with Nelson Leonel De Benedetti again. Highly recommended! |
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Author review: This is the third time Cinta has translated one of my books. As ever, she's been highly professional and prompt, providing readers with a faithful translation of my words and characters. I can't wait to work with her again. |
