Alien Architect Needs a Nanny (Alien Nanny Agency 1)

Something hot and ugly clutched Emilia’s heart. Anger began to boil in her veins.

“Come on kids,” she muttered, grabbing their hands and marching them back to the family room. “Let’s get your stuff unpacked and then have some dinner.”

She couldn’t be sure, but she thought she heard a quick intake of breath from near the front door, as if they had been spotted.

Well, good. He should feel ashamed that the kids knew he was on a date instead of having dinner with them.

The whole thing had her seeing red.

Whatever she had thought she might be feeling about him earlier, now she was sure of one thing.

Ra’as Drayven was an asshat.