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    How to Nanny a Billionaire's Baby
    How to Nanny a Billionaire's Baby
    How to Nanny a Billionaire's Baby
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    How to Nanny a Billionaire's Baby

    By Laura Burton

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    A British Billionaire + A free-spirited American girl + An orphaned baby = A sweet romance with all of the feels.
    After losing his brother and sister-in-law, Billionaire Benjamin flies over from England to Los Angeles to pick up the pieces. Including Maggie, his baby niece.

    The problem is, Benjamin has no clue what to do with a baby and would much rather bury his head in paperwork than face reality.

    Out of nowhere, crystal-loving Krista stumbles into his life and makes an offer he can’t refuse: To be his nanny.

    Benjamin makes it perfectly clear the arrangement is temporary: he’s only in Los Angeles to tie up loose ends, then he’s going back to England.

    But Krista has other ideas. She makes it her mission to show Benjamin that he can build a life in Los Angeles and honor his brother’s memory.

    She just wants to help Benjamin come to terms with his loss and take care of the baby.

    But then she discovers he has a tragic past and a heart of gold and loses her own heart in the process.

    And while he’s drowning in grief, Benjamin realizes Krista might just be the breath of fresh air he was searching for.

    Swoon-Worthy Romance ✓

    Sizzling Kisses ✓

    Sun, Sea and LA ✓

    Adorable baby moments ✓

    A misunderstood Character ✓

    A surprising enemy ✓

    Happy Ending. Guaranteed. ✓

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLaura Burton
    Release dateOct 20, 2020
    ISBN9781005084172
    How to Nanny a Billionaire's Baby
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    Laura Burton

    Laura writes romance novels that are sweet and thrilling.She hates seeing the same stories rehashed over and over and loves to let her characters take the wheel during the writing process. This can lead to unexpected twists and turns!Having spent too many nights binge-watching TV shows and movies, her attention span is shorter than a goldfish. So you won't find filler, loads of backstory or dull scenes in her books. Life is too short to be trudging through muddy pages.Laura's books are packed with sizzling chemistry, swoon-worthy smooches, adventure, old-fashioned bad guys, and delightfully happy endings. Guaranteed.Readers often praise her books for their originality, humour, and addictive narrative. Looking for fast-paced, easy-to-read stories about finding The One? You're in the right place.Take a ride with Sassy heroines, gold-hearted heroes, and indulge in some true escapism.To receive updates on new releases, free books and funny notes in your inbox each week, sign up to Laura Burton's reader newsletter here: https://sendfox.com/form/m5o2l1/3zlp8j

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      How to Nanny a Billionaire's Baby - Laura Burton

      From the Billionaires in Los Angeles Series

      How to Nanny a Billionaire’s Baby

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      Krista

      You’re fired.

      Krista stared at Mrs. Bailey’s twisted scowl in shock. She had always known her to be a sweet old lady living in apartment 32A. Now, she was standing with her small hands balled into fists and offering a steely glare hard enough to kill a thousand dreams.

      I’m sorry––what? Krista said, startled. She stood rooted on Mrs. Bailey’s doorstep, holding a leash in one hand and her phone in the other. The hand with the phone was frozen in mid-air.

      I’ve tried to be patient with you Krista, and I wanted to help when your sweet mama passed away, but you are the worst dog walker I’ve ever had.

      Krista stuffed her phone in her jeans pocket and twirled her thick auburn curls in puzzlement.

      You’ve got to be kidding. Poofy had a great time at the beach yesterday–– Mrs. Bailey held up her wrinkled hand and clamped her dentures together so hard, Krista imagined them crumbling in her mouth.

      That’s exactly it. Poofy is allergic to sand, and I specifically told you that yesterday. She wagged a finger at Krista and knitted her white brows together to form one long caterpillar line across her face.

      Krista rested a hand on her hip and tilted her head in thought.

      But come on, Poofy didn’t eat any sand. He was totally fine––

      He’s dead! the old lady wailed, throwing her hands in the air with desperation. Krista closed her mouth and blinked several times, taking in this unfortunate news.

      Oh, was all she could say.

      Jerry from number 64B just happened to walk by and caught the tail end of their conversation. His Jack Russel yapped at Krista’s narrow ankles.

      Poofy died, did you say? he asked Mrs. Bailey. She nodded vehemently back and shot another glare at Krista.

      This young lady killed my dog, she thumped her hand on the doorframe.

      You killed her dog? What is wrong with you? Jerry picked up the barking Jack Russel and cradled it like a baby as he side-stepped away.

      You can forget walking Banjo. His narrow eyes squinted at Krista before he opened the door and marched out of the apartment block, Banjo yapping at her from over his shoulder. Krista sighed and turned back to Mrs. Bailey, glimpsing a flicker of satisfaction awash the old lady’s face.

      Please Mrs. Bailey, wasn’t Poofy 20 years old? Are you sure he didn’t just die of old age?

      Krista discovered there was no reasoning with the lady as the door slammed shut and she was left staring at the peeling white paint in shocked silence. After a moment of self-pity, she turned and walked down the hall.

      Dazzling sunshine greeted Krista as she left the apartment block and walked out onto the street. The heat of the sun warmed her exposed skin but a gust of sea air made the hairs on her arms stand on end.

      Whenever a day got off to a bad start, Krista would venture out to the coast and walk along the beach to calm down. It was the best part of growing up in Los Angeles. Sand, sun and saltwater were never far away.

      It was difficult to stay in a bad mood in such surroundings. Krista removed her sandals as she stepped off the sidewalk and walked along the sand. The tide was out, and crowds of tourists had set up camp along the beach, sunning on loungers and playing volleyball. She spread out her arms and twirled on the spot, blissfully unaware of the bystanders giving her odd looks.

      Krista Powell was a free spirit. Her mom raised her alone and kept crystals around the house. Every morning, they walked barefoot along their private corner of the beach and practised yoga with the sunrise. They had never had a lot of money, but her mom’s inherited apartment had a balcony that overlooked the seafront and there was no place on Earth Krista would have rather been.

      After a long battle with an autoimmune disease, Krista had to say goodbye to her mom and carry on alone. Krista missed her terribly, but she often dreamt about her. She had become a gentle voice in Krista’s head, and every corner of beach reminded her of happier times.

      Krista did not believe in having a big shot career. There were far too many hours of work and stress involved, and not enough time to actually live.

      So, she took on small jobs to pay the bills. Still, it seemed difficult to commit to just one. Now that her short-lived dog-walking business had died, the only job she had left was at Joey’s; a small ice cream parlor on the pier.

      Over-indulging in double fudge frosted mountains did not help her waistline, but Krista was okay with wearing slightly bigger jeans in exchange for a happy and fulfilling life. Diets were stressful, after all.

      Krista skipped along the beach to the waterline and dipped her toes in. She took a deep gulp of air. The sea lapped against her calves as the tide moved in and rolled back over her ankles as it swept back out to the ocean. That delicious sensation never got old.

      Seagulls honked as they swooped over Krista’s head. She shielded her eyes and watched a couple of them landed on the sand and pecked around, looking for food.

      A vibration in the pocket of her shorts jolted her out of the blissful moment.

      Hey Joe, I’ll be in soon, Krista said after answering the call.

      Sorry, this is Benjamin, Joe’s brother. The voice on the other end of the phone sounded like Mr. Darcy. British, gentlemanly and low. Krista stopped walking and squinted at her phone again.

      Well, hi Benjamin, she replied. Not knowing what else to say to this unexpected caller.

      I’m sorry to tell you this. But the ice cream parlor is closing down. We don’t need you to come in today.

      Krista frowned and looked up at the brilliant blue sky.

      The universe sure does want me to have a bad day.

      That’s a real shame, Krista said.

      Which was an understatement, considering she had now been fired twice in one morning. Why?

      There was a heavy silence for a moment.

      The owner passed away, the voice was frank and slightly broken. Krista held her hand to her mouth as her breath caught in her chest.

      Joe is… your brother is––

      An ambulance sped past and its shrill sirens interrupted Krista’s thoughts. Oddly, she could hear the sound coming from the phone too. Are you on the beach? she asked quickly.

      What?

      Krista looked up and scanned the crowds, looking for a man on the phone. Sure enough, there was a man. And he stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the beachgoers. He sat next to a stroller, wearing a dark suit and black shoes. A stack of books and papers sat by his feet and he looked disgruntled by the sunshine as he held a phone to his ear.

      Hey, I think I see you! Krista bounded out of the water and ran across the sand to join the bewildered man.

      What? he repeated as Krista reached him.

      "It is you!" Krista folded her arms triumphantly as she beamed at the strange man in the suit. He held his hand up to his face to shield it from the sun as he squinted up at her.

      Hi, I’m Krista, we spoke on the phone. She chuckled to herself as she stuck the phone in her pocket and offered a hand.

      Krista, right. Ah, this is awkward. Benjamin took her hand and shook it gently. His hands were surprisingly smooth. A babbling sound took Krista’s attention and she looked at the stroller to see a baby, dressed in a pink onesie.

      Your baby is cute. Don’t you think she’s hot wearing long sleeves? Krista cooed at the baby, who stared back with wide eyes.

      She’s not mine, Benjamin said bluntly. Krista glanced at him with surprise, then caught sight of the deep track lines from the sidewalk.

      You know; people don’t usually bring their babies out on the beach in this type of stroller. The wheels sink right into the sand.

      Benjamin dragged his hand across his face and sighed.

      Sorry, you’re doing a great job, Krista added quickly. She crouched to get a better look at him. Wait, is this baby…

      She’s my niece.

      Benjamin picked up his books and sighed.

      I’m sorry about your job, I’ll make sure you get paid for a couple of weeks, to give you time to find something else.

      I don’t envy you, Krista said sitting down with her legs crossed. Benjamin looked up from his book and laughed.

      And why do you say that? he asked. Krista scooped her hair back into a ponytail as she considered the question.

      Well, I’m sorry about your brother. I didn’t know Joe that well. But he was a great guy to work for. Totally chilled out and down-to-earth.

      Benjamin inclined his head and looked away.

      He was.

      Krista rubbed her arms and made faces at the baby.

      So, you’ve got a baby now, huh? Where’s her mom? What’s her name?

      Maggie.

      So, what’s the plan?

      Sorry?

      "You know, with the ice cream parlor. Why are you closing

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