Come Go with Me by C. Morgan

I’m focused, which is a good thing and a really bad thing too.

My job has my attention. It should. I have a son to provide for.
Unfortunately, I don’t have much time for the boy.
Hiring a nanny is a must after he gets into some trouble that leaves me needing extra eyes on him.
But the woman I hire is everything I want in my life and in my bed.
A job takes me overseas and I have no choice but to offer her a great opportunity to go with us.
I don’t have time for family so I sure as hell don’t have time for love.

Funnily enough, love didn’t ask.
I’m drowning in desire around this vixen and falling for her more and more every day.
Watching her with my boy leaves me wanting so much more than a work arrangement with her.
But she’s protecting herself because she can’t have kids and is worried a good man won’t accept that.
She’s dead wrong. I’m getting her to leave that old life of condemnation and come follow me to something better.
Love. Warmth. Smoking-hot heat.