All Dr. Sloan Copeland required was someone to watch her kids. What she found was the person of her dreams .

After a nasty divorce and one thousand mile move, Dr. Sloan Copeland and her twin daughters are finally obtaining the hang of their new lease of life in Los Angeles. When their live-in nanny bails with no warning, Sloan is certainly left scrambling to discover a skilled caretaker to wrangle her smart, sensitive girls. Nothing less will do.

Enter Rafe Whitcomb. He’s all those things, not to mention good-natured and one heck of the whiz in your kitchen. He’s also high, and good looking, and bearded, and ripped, and tatted, wrist to neck.

It generally does not take miss the Copelands to invite Rafe into their home. Just like quickly, both Sloan and Rafe end up succumbing to a heady mutual attraction, neither of them wants to deny. With every minute they spend under the same roofing, this working mother can’t help but wonder if Rafe are designed for all her requirements . . .