The tropes in this book are absolutely swoony. Irish accent, younger man/older woman, he falls first, marriage of convenience, male nanny…well, see for yourself!
Tess’s arm was killing her. Having twenty-two pounds of cranky infant with an ear infection cling-wrapped to her side was no freaking joke. Of course, Jackson wouldn’t do anything so bold as to let her put him down on the exam table. God, she was going to feel this later.
“I can give it a go, if you’d like,” Declan said quietly, nodding down at the baby. “Unless that’s overstepping.”
Tess’s body early wept in relief just at the idea. “Are you kidding? Not at all. I just don’t know if he’ll…”
Before she could even finish her sentence, Declan’s arms had opened, one sliding around her and the other inviting Jackson in. Jackson let go of her, wrapping his arms around Declan’s neck, then his legs around the solid wall of his torso, and something very, very strange happened in Tess’s chest.
“There’s a good lad,” Declan murmured, his low, rumbling voice seeming to soothe Jackson, or at the very least, keep him from fussing. “We know Mam’s tough, but let’s give her a little break, yeah?”
Tess blinked, her heart galloping against her ribs. If she wasn’t careful, she was going to fall in love with her fake husband.
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