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Heartlessš©µ is the 2nd book in the Chestnut Springs series and is about Willa and Daddy Cade. The book starts with Cade looking for a nanny for his son Luke, but the nannies he interviews are more interested in him than his son. Summer (our FMC from the first book) has the idea that her friend Willa could babysit Luke.
I LOVED rereading Willa and Cade's story!! Willa has always been my fav girl of the series and I love Cade and Luke so much. If you know me, I'm not a single daddy girly but Cade is an exception. Luke is the most adorable kid and I love Willa's relationship with him. She's so fiercely protective of the Eaton boys and I LOVE HER. I just know that this series will be my favourite romance series! LOVED THIS BOOK! Gotta love a grumpy panty bandit cowboy šš you know whatās hotter than the smoke show sunshine hero dragging the barstool the grumpy heroine is sitting on just so sheās closer to him?The angle of his face and the darkness of his beard make it hard to see, so I squint a tad, jutting my chin at him to get a closer look. Iām not sure I can call it a smile. Did Winter say something to you? Do we like her? Do we hate her? Am I supposed to be mad at something with you? Because I will be if you are. Just tell me how to be supportive.ā Did you know I fell in love with you before I fell in love with your dad?ā His eyes light at that. āYou did?ā I nod, pulling him close with an arm around his shoulders. āI did.ā ššā¤ļø Cade Eaton is thirteen years older than I am and barely looks my way. Until I get him into the hot tub one night for a game of truth or dare. Then all bets are offāand so are our clothes.
Working as a nanny for the world's grumpiest single dad should have been simple. Except I can't keep my eyes off him. And he can't keep his hands off of me.Willa. Red. 25. Carefree. Spitfire. Fun. Cowboy Copper hair. Loyal. I freaking love her š«¶š½. Everything about her. Then stop Eeyoring around out here with me, you grumpy dumbass. Iām going to bed. Yāall kids exhaust me.ā
One day, years down the road, weāll be gray-haired and soft in the middle section, drinking an enormous glass of spiced rum and eggnog around the Christmas tree. Iāll make some joke about the night I offered friends-with-benefits to you. Rhett will howl. Summer will roll her eyes, because Iām going to tell her tomorrow, and sheāll think Iām ridiculous for bringing it up so many years later. Your small-town wifey will throw a hand over her chestāāWilla imitates the motionāāand act scandalized all night. In fact, sheāll give me the cold shoulder for the rest of our lives. And Iāll outlive her, so thatās fine. Jokeās on her. I win. And my husband will be accustomed to my antics, so heāll just roll his eyes and continue drinking.ā Thatās fine. I can take care of myself.ā āI know you can, but you donāt have to because Iām here to help.ā He says it so matter-of-factly. Like doing this for someone is the most obvious thing in the world. And I wonder if, for him, maybe it is. He stepped in to take care of his siblings in the wake of tragedy. He stepped up to be a single parent to his son. Barfing babysitter? Thatās a perfect job for him too. At his core, Cade is a caretaker. Selfless. With such a big heart I almost canāt wrap my head around it.ā Willa might be a bit of a psychoāafter all, she did just push a child into the poolābut the more time I spend with her, the more I feel like sheās my psycho.ā And let's just take a moment to talk about the gardening blow job. IYKYN. It was probably one of the funniest things I have ever read! Heās gruff, a little rough around the edges. But broad-shouldered ranchers with calloused hands and filthy mouths are this city girlās kryptonite. So who am I to resist?
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Cade Eaton is thirteen years older than me and barely looks my way. Until I get him in the hot tub one night for a game of truth or dare. Then all bets are off - and so are our clothes. Cade Eaton is thirteen years older than me and barely looks my way. Until I get him in the hot tub one night for a game of truth or dare. Then all bets are off ā and so are our clothes.