Sunshine's Grump
They’ve got a knotty, yacht-y problem.
Sunshine
He’s the most notorious grump in the world. An irresistibly sexy billionaire. And my new boss.
But I’m only on his megayacht for the money. If I can make it through the week, I’ll have enough to keep my slightly illegal betasitting business afloat, convince my parents I have what it takes to be the captain of my fate, and sail off into the sunrise.
It’ll be fine, as long as I don't fall off the yacht.
Or fall on Grumpy’s one-eyed pocket pirate.
Or fall in love.
Grumpy
She’s not a beta. She’s not a sitter. And she sure as hell can’t be my true mate, because the ray of sunshine taking care of my niece is everything I don’t need.
A gorgeous gold digger, eighteen years younger than me, and so sweet she makes my teeth ache to claim her as mine.
For the week at least. Or maybe forever.
It’ll be fine, I’ll just keep her at a distance. How hard could I be?
I mean, how hard could it be?
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