Book Description
Liz Fieldings latest Tender Romance, A Nanny for Keeps, is a heart-warming page-tuner which will make you laugh and cry. Written with such wit, warmth and charm, A Nanny for Keeps is another book by Liz Fielding which will fly straight onto your keeper shelf.
Jacqui Moore is all set to spend some time by herself on a beach in Spain away from her friends, family and her work as a nanny. However, fate soon steps in and Jacqui finds herself having to accompany little orphaned Maisie to her grandmothers house. But when she reaches the house, Jacqui finds out that the childs grandmother is in New Zealand and that the only person present is Harry Talbot, Maisies uncle, who has absolutely no intention of looking after his niece.
With no other alternative, Jacqui finds herself having to stay to look after Maisie. However, hours soon turn to days and days turn to weeks and Jacqui soon realizes that its not just Maisie who has stolen her heart and that the more time she spends with Harry, the more she realizes that this magnificent yet scarred man could be the one man who could change her life forever
Liz Fielding has been charming her readers for years with her delightful romances and A Nanny for Keeps is no exception. Drawing her readers in from the very beginning, Liz Fielding makes us warm to Jacqui, a spirited yet vulnerable young woman with a heart of gold, as well as making us fall in love with Harry, an enigmatic yet generous hero.
With a perfect blend of heartwarming romance, fabulous characters, heart wrenching emotion, intense sexual tension and laugh out loud scenes, A Nanny for Keeps is a fantastic story which will keep you turning the pages late into the night.
Liz Fielding is a master storyteller whose books never fail to please. When you care to read the very best in romantic fiction, Liz Fieldings name should be at the very top of your list!
...Julie Bonello, Cataromance
From the Inside Flap
THIS wasn't a nursery, but the master bedroom.
Jacqui turned, her intention to immediately withdraw. And found herself face to face with Harry Talbot, standing in front of a chest of drawers, apparently looking for underwear.
Bad enough that she'd walked into his room without even knocking, but then there was the small fact that he'd just stepped out of the shower and was naked but for a towel slung carelessly about his hips.
As he spun to face her it lost its battle with gravity.
He made no move to retrieve it and, despite opening her mouth with every intention of apologising for having blundered into his room, she found herself quite unable to speak.
He was beautiful. Lean to the bone, hard, sculptured, his was the kind of body artists loved with their life classes.
Which made the scars lacerating his back, scars which he hadn't moved quickly enough to hide from her, all the more terrible.
Without thinking, she reached out as if to touch him, take the pain into her own body.