"Sexy and heartfelt, this book will have you voraciously turning the pages as you swoon your way to happily-ever-after. Loved it!"- USA Today bestselling author Kate Meader
Mallory Worthington has had enough of being treated like a fragile flower. She needs to get out of Dodge, as far and fast as possible. Somewhere no one knows about her childhood battle with cancer. A talented chef working at her family’s flagship hotel, she leaps at the first job opportunity that meets her criteria – personal chef and nanny for a reclusive and insanely hot billionaire in the Florida Keys. She doesn't know a lot about the nanny part, but how hard can it be?
Billionaire Rhys Dalton cut himself off from the world after his wife was killed. Living on this remote island was the only way he could ensure the safety of his son. Finding someone willing to help him take care of his child, well that's been a challenge right up until Mallory knocks on his office door. She makes him think and feel things he hasn't in years. He's smart, so he fires her on the spot.
But she's not going anywhere, no matter how hard he might try to get rid of her...
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Mallory Worthington wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead and tied her quarter-zip pullover around her waist. Why hadn't anyone warned her how humid Miami was in June? If she'd known, she would have at least put her hair up so it was off her neck. And traded the jeans and baby-blue suede Pumas for khaki capris and a cute pair of Kate Spade sandals, which would have had the added benefit of showing off her new pedicure, a shimmery beige-pink with the strangely prophetic name Cozu-melted in the Sun.
She hoisted her weekender tote over her shoulder and scanned the sidewalk for the car that was supposed to be waiting to take her the two-plus hours to Rhys Dalton's remote estate in the Florida Keys. The guy owned his own island. How much more reclusive could you get?
Finally, she spotted a distinguished-looking man with graying dark hair standing next to a Lincoln Town Car and holding a sign that read Worthington in bold bloodred script.
"Miss Worthington?" he asked as she approached.
"Yes." She extended her free hand, but he ignored it and reached for her bag instead.
"Is this all your luggage?"
"Yes." Much more of this and she'd sound like a broken record. She raised herself up to her full height — an unimpressive five-feet-even, thanks to multiple rounds of chemo and radiation that had stunted her growth. Normally she wore at least three-inch heels to compensate, but she'd left most of them at home. She might have learned to work the dining room in stilettos on the rare occasions she turned control of the kitchen over to her sous chef — it was good for morale and helped bridge the gap between front and back of house, and she liked seeing the smiles on the customers' faces — but they wouldn't be much good for chasing an active toddler. "I had most of my things shipped ahead."
She preferred to travel light. Plus, if her things were already down there, she couldn't chicken out at the last minute, could she?
"Right." He popped the trunk and carefully placed her bag inside before slamming it shut. "Mrs. Flannigan has them waiting for you in your quarters."
The recruiter had told Mallory she'd be part of a small staff, all living on site. At least she'd have someone to talk to besides her four-year-old charge. Her boss wasn't what anyone would call the chatty type, as she'd learned from their brief phone interview. They'd talked a grand total of maybe five minutes, presumably because the agency had already grilled her to his satisfaction.
"What about you?" she asked the driver. "What's your name?"
"I'm Collins, Mr. Dalton's chauffeur, business manager, and general man-of-all- trades." He held the door open. "If you don't mind, miss. We've got a bit of a drive. I'd like to get moving so we're there before dark."
"No problem." She stepped into the car, a blast of cold from the air conditioner hitting her in the face. "And please, call me Mallory."
"Yes, miss." He closed the door behind her.
Okay then. Miss it was.
Collins — apparently the man had only one name, like Beyoncé or Ludacris — slid behind the wheel and started the engine. Mallory relaxed into the leather seat, her hand landing on a manila folder beside her. "What's this?"
"A little light reading for your trip."
"Light reading?" She picked up the folder.
"A few things you should know before you arrive."
"Like household rules?"
"In a manner of speaking."
That sounded ominous. The whole interview-to-job-offer-to-acceptance process had been so fast, there was a lot about Rhys Dalton she didn't know. He'd needed a nanny ASAP to replace someone who left him in a lurch. Not an ideal job for a Culinary Institute of America — trained chef.
But she had to get out of Dodge before she got cold feet and wound up spending the rest of her life in the looming shadow of her parents and the disease she'd fought and beaten as a child. Even if that meant a temporary career change and putting hundreds of miles between her and her big sister, who'd always been her best friend and moral support.
Brooke had forged a new life for herself — great guy, great job, great apartment — and it was time for Mallory to do the same. That wasn't going to happen if she stayed under her parents' thumb. Working in the family hotel. Living in the family guesthouse. Letting them hover over her like vultures with thermometers, tissues, and Tylenol, waiting for any sign of a sniffle or sneeze.
But in her rush to escape, what had she gotten herself into? What if Rhys Dalton had turned angry and vengeful in his self-imposed seclusion, like Heathcliff in Wuthering Heights? Or maybe his wife was still alive, and he had her locked up in his attic, like Mr. Rochester in Jane Eyre?
Mallory shook her head. Clearly, she'd been indulging in too much Gothic romance. She'd have to stick to Stephen King from now on. Way less frightening.
The car pulled away from the curb, and she flipped open the folder and began to read. The first few pages were fairly innocuous. Daily schedule. Dietary requirements for Rhys and his son, Oliver. Emergency contact information in the event of a fire, flood, or alien invasion.
Then she got to the juicy part.
Okay, Rhys Dalton didn't have a wife stashed in his attic. He was a widower, which was tragic enough on its own. Even worse, he'd lost his wife to a terrorist attack. Mowed down on a busy Manhattan street with seven other innocent victims going about their daily routine on a crisp fall morning.
She closed the file and let her head fall back against the smooth, cool leather. No wonder he'd cut himself off from the rest of the world. And no wonder Collins wanted to make sure she had a better understanding of their boss before meeting him face-to-face for the first time.
"Collins?" she asked as the chauffeur expertly merged the car onto the highway.
"How long have you worked for Mr. Dalton?"
"Almost seven years."
"So, you knew him before ..." She let her voice trail off, not sure where to go. What was the politically correct way of saying "before his wife was brutally murdered?"
Collins clearly understood what she'd left unsaid, but he didn't elaborate, and Mallory was happy to let the subject drop. Maybe when — if — she got to know the man a little better, she'd pump him for more information.
It wasn't that she was morbidly curious. It was more like she felt a sort of kinship with Rhys Dalton, even though she was still hours from meeting him. He'd loved and lost, and so had she. Maybe not a biological family member, but the kids she'd shared the chemo ward with were as close as family. And she'd lain in her hospital bed, helpless, as more than one had lost their battle with cancer, taking a little piece of her with them each time.
"I've got cold water up here if you're thirsty," Collins said, interrupting the depressing turn of her thoughts.
"I'm fine, thanks." Mallory tried to suppress a yawn.
"Feel free to close your eyes and get some rest."
"Thanks." She didn't want to admit it, but the stress, heat, and three hours on a plane were catching up to her. She tired more easily than the average twenty-seven- year-old, something she combated with a daily regimen of pills and potions. Yet another constant reminder of the disease that had come close to taking her life. Almost against their will, her eyelids drooped, and she yawned again. "I think I will."
It could have been ten minutes or ten hours later when Collins's not-so-subtle cough woke her.
"Excuse me, miss. We're at the dock."
"Dock?" She sat up and scrambled for her purse. She had a mirror in there somewhere, didn't she? She was afraid to see what she looked like. Probably had hair stuck to her cheek and drool dripping from her chin.
The door swung open, and Collins reached a hand into the car to help her out. "Yes, miss. It's only a short boat ride from here to the island."
She took the chauffeur's hand and stepped out of the car, the crushed shells that made up the parking lot crunching under the soles of her sneakers. The heat and humidity assaulted her, making her already-sweat-stained shirt and wrinkled jeans feel like they weighed a thousand pounds. Changing into more weather-appropriate clothing would be first on the agenda once she hit land. Again.
But the view almost made up for the temporary discomfort. Puffy white clouds floated across a cerulean sky. An almost translucent blue-green ocean, nothing like the murky northern Atlantic waters she was used to, stretched as far as the eye could see. A red-and-white launch bobbed at the end of a long wooden dock, the outline of an island barely visible in the distance.
"Is that it?" she asked, hurrying after Collins across the parking lot and down the dock. "Mr. Dalton's island?"
"Yes." He hefted her bag into the back of the boat and jumped in after it. The man was so quietly efficient she hadn't even noticed him retrieve it from the trunk. "That's Flamingo Key."
She looked from the boat to the dock and back again, gauging the distance between them. Too far for her short legs to handle. Her hesitation must have been written all over her face, because Collins put a foot on the gunnel and held a hand out to her again.
"It's not as hard as it looks," he reassured her. "I won't let you fall."
She held her breath, put her damp palm into his calloused one and stepped off the dock. True to his word, Collins helped her into the launch without incident. Once he had her settled in the back with her bag, he started the engine and cast off, handling the boat as skillfully as he did the Town Car. He'd left "skipper" off his job description. Unless chauffeur included land and sea vehicles.
Mallory sucked the sea air into her lungs like it was authentic New Zealand manuka honey and grabbed the rails to steady herself. Her hair whipped her cheeks, and she closed her eyes against the warm breeze and the light spray the boat kicked up as it cut through the waves. This was why she'd left New York. This sense of freedom. From her parents. From the responsibilities of running a restaurant.
From her cancer.
A too-short ten minutes later, they were back on terra firma, standing in front of an enormous stucco Venetian-style mansion.
"Mr. Dalton is waiting for you in the study."
Mallory put a hand to her hair, even more of a wreck now after the boat ride. "Can I freshen up first?"
"He has a conference call in ten minutes, and he'd like to see you before you meet Oliver."
"Doesn't he want to introduce me to his son?"
"Mr. Dalton is a busy man. Mrs. Flannigan will take care of the introductions."
Too busy for his own son? This guy was sinking lower in Mallory's esteem, any kinship she might have felt fading like a summer tan in October. Okay, he'd lost his wife. Truly tragic. But that meant his son needed him more than ever.
With an increased sense of impending doom, she followed Collins up the massive stone steps to the equally massive wood-and-glass front door. She tried her best to smother her warring emotions, ping-ponging between wanting to make a good first impression on her new boss and wanting to smack him upside the head for putting work before his motherless child.
"After you," Collins said, holding yet another door open for her. "The study is the first door on the left."
Her stomach flip-flopped. "Aren't you coming with me?"
"No, miss." He gestured for her to enter. "Mr. Dalton is expecting you. I have to check the lines on the launch and make sure your room is ready."
Great. She was going into the lion's den alone, with nothing but good intentions and a wardrobe that made her look like a reject from one of those Survivor-style reality TV shows. She stalled on the top step. "You're sure I won't be disturbing him."
"Just knock first and announce yourself." Collins ushered her into the cavernous marble-tiled foyer. "Mrs. Flannigan will come get you when you're done."
"Thanks." She swallowed hard and willed her reluctant feet to move. Nothing. She could see the study door across the foyer. Those few feet might as well have been a thousand miles for all the good it did her.
"Don't worry," Collins said, lowering his voice. "His bark is worse than his bite."
Was it that obvious she needed a pep talk? She did a quick mental tally. Flushed cheeks. Dry mouth. Sweaty palms. Knocking knees. Yep, it was official. She was a basket case, and it showed.
"Thanks," she repeated, trying to sound braver than she looked.
With a nod, he left. Mallory finally got her feet moving, squeaking across the foyer in her sneakers. When she reached the study door, she hitched her pocketbook up on her shoulder, took a shaky breath, and knocked.
She had to stop herself from backing away. Collins wasn't kidding about the barking. She hoped he was right about the bite, too.
She took another deep, unsteady breath in a futile attempt to calm her jangling nerves and cracked the door open. The room was in semidarkness, shades drawn, lit only by a lamp on the impressive mahogany desk that dominated the space. A man stood behind it with his back to her, one hand holding a cell phone to his ear, the other jammed in the pocket of his butt-hugging khakis.
"I'll be with you in a minute," he said, lowering the phone. Good thing, or she would have had no way of knowing whether he was talking to her or the person on the other end of the line. It wasn't like he bothered to do something crazy like actually look at her when he spoke.
She took the opportunity to study him unobserved while he finished his conversation. He was tall — around six feet, she guessed, dwarfing her tiny frame. Inky black curls dusted the collar of his shirt, a shirt that molded his broad shoulders and back as well as his pants showcased his butt. He'd rolled the sleeves to his elbows, revealing tanned forearms with a smattering of fine dark hair.
Holy hotness. If he looked as good from the front as he did from the back ...
Stop. Do not pass Go. Do not collect two hundred dollars. Do not think lustful thoughts about your workaholic, criminally-attractive-from-behind new boss.
"I need that report by five," the object of her lust practically spat into the phone. "And tell Mark I want to talk to him as soon as he's back in the office."
He ended the call without so much as a goodbye and tossed the phone onto his desk, turning to face her as he did. Any hope the full-frontal view would quash the dirty daydreams inspired by his backside was immediately dashed. The grainy picture in the file Collins had shared with her didn't come close to doing him justice. Whiskey-brown eyes, framed by almost obscenely long lashes. Patrician nose. Strong jawline. It all added up to a mouthwatering package of male physical perfection.
Why hadn't she bothered to Google him? Then she would have been prepared for the onslaught of his sheer masculine beauty. If you could ever prepare for something as powerful as that. Or run the other way as fast as her short-girl legs would carry her.
"Miss Worthington?" His eyes, dark and appraising, skated over her less-than- impressive curves, leaving her wondering if the final verdict was desire or derision. Not that it mattered, because she was there to take care of his son's needs, not his own. Or hers.
"Mallory," she corrected, her shaky voice betraying the potent cocktail of nervousness and attraction coursing through her system.
"There's been a misunderstanding. I thought you were" — his gaze traveled the length of her body again, the journey ending this time in a scowl — "older."
His words were like a bucket of ice water dumped over her head, effectively dousing any flickers of awareness. Probably — no, definitely — a good thing considering their circumstances. It was practically a cliché, the world-wise billionaire and the innocent, virginal nanny.
"Is that a problem?" she asked sharply. She was twenty-seven, not seventeen. More than mature enough to handle a preschooler. Heck, she'd run a commercial kitchen, managed almost a hundred employees from sixteen to sixty, some of them no better behaved than your average four-year-old. Hadn't he read her résumé?
"I'm afraid so." He jabbed a button on the intercom on his desk. "Mrs. Flannigan, we're ready for you now."
Mallory shook her head, plastering several damp strands against her cheek and no doubt making her look even younger. Not helping her cause one bit. She pushed the sticky strands off her face and straightened, maximizing every inch of her five-foot frame. "I don't understand."
"I'm sorry you've come all this way for nothing." He crossed to the door, his powerful strides eating up the short distance, and opened it. "I'll see you get the earliest possible flight home, and you'll be compensated for your time and trouble."(Continues…)
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This was my first read by Regina Kyle and it won’t be my last because I loved everything about this book. I loved that Mallory was self sufficient she didn’t need a billionaire she was doing what she loved and what she needed to move forward with her life and what can I say about the other characters apart from they were perfect we got a hot billionaire an adorable little boy who had some amazing one liners and secondary characters who added rather that taking over the story. The attraction was instant the chemistry sizzling but Rhys needed more than that he needed a woman who was self sufficient and who would put his son first and that was Mallory. This book was everything and more and this author is now on my go to list and I certainly will be checking out previous books written by this very talented author.
Love the characters and humor. Great writing. Little Oliver is adorable.
If a story can be both sweet and spicy, this would be a good example. In a play on the classic Sound of Music, we have the sweet and adorable Mallory rolling up as the new nanny for the cold and reclusive widower who happens to be a Billionaire. As you do. Like Maria, Mallory didn't intend to become a nanny. She was going to become a nun and dedicate her life to g*d. Oops, wrong heroine. Actually she is a brilliant chef and destined to be cloistered by her overprotective family in her family hotels for the rest of her natural life. So pretty much the same thing. Cos Mallory has indeed lived a very cloistered life up until now, sheltered by her family after a childhood fight with cancer. Then Mother Superior...aka...Mallory's rebellious and independent streak...tells her she needs to go out into the world to experience life away from the cloisters...er...family run hotel. When a job as a nanny comes up on a secluded island in the Florida Keys she decides it's far enough away from the nunnery/family-run-hotel in NY to allow her to be herself without people breathing down her neck. She figures looking after seven children...aka one little boy...should be a breeze after managing a whole kitchen crew of prima donnas. Rhys has been a widower for several years. The tragic death of his wife has made him a little paranoid about protecting his loved ones. Particularly his son Oliver who never leaves the island. He is also very protective of his emotions due to guilt and stuff. Which isn't a good thing when you are bringing up a preschooler. Or when you find your new nanny is very attractive. Also feisty. Also very attractive. Physically attractive. What's a guy to do but fire her. Of course that isn't quite so easy when there isn't a Mrs Doubtfire lookalike in the background ready to take over and leave your libido safely in oblivion. So Mallory has to stay...for a while anyway. This was a very sweet story with an underlying sizzle that pretty much explodes all over the shop once it gets loose. Let's just say that the nunnery isn't looking at all appealing to our young novice anymore. She's singing an entirely different tune now she has learned what notes Rhys can play. *cough* Overall this was a very enjoyable story of a young woman with a mountain to climb when it comes to opening up the billionaire to new possibilities and a new life. It's clear that somewhere in their youth or childhood, they must have done something good. Cos here they are standing there...well you get the picture.
What a sweet story filled with pain, emotion, healing, love, and family. I loved Mallory. She was taking charge of her life and learning to be assertive. She was a joy to read and to watch her bond with Oliver was golden. I loved her transformation and determination. Mallory and Rhys gave each other the ultimate gifts - healing, the desire to live fully, and acceptance. I am glad this story was not as somber as it could have been, but was written as a really sweet feel good, hopeful story. I could not put it down. And Oliver just about stole the story. He was absolutely adorable. I received this book in exchange for an honest review from the publisher through Netgalley.
I’m still amazed at how much I loved A Nanny For the Reclusive Billionaire. Single-dads falling for the nanny stories are like my kryptonite, and Ms. Kyle couldn’t have written a better one. Mallory is a chef working at her family’s hotel. A battle with cancer as a teen has left her with OTT overprotective parents that are slowly driving her crazy, even when everything they do is out of love. Accepting a live-in nanny position to some billionaire secluded on a private island in Florida seemed like the best way to get some very much needed space. She never imagined all that she would find once she got there. Rhys lost his wife in a very tragic way which led him to sequester himself and his 4-year-old, Oliver, in his island mansion. Plagued with guilt and many more issues that stemmed from that tragedy, he’s devoted himself completely to work as he didn’t really know how to deal with his now motherless little boy. Things don’t start in the best of ways once Mallory gets to her post. Actually, one could say things don’t start at all as Rhys fires her on the spot. When a replacement can’t be magically produced, they come to agree that she’ll stay until some else can come take her place. Soon, Mallory and Oliver become attached, and not much long after Rhys must admit that his attraction to Mallory runs deeper than he’d have thought. All of them have issues, though, and they’ll have to overcome them if they want their chance at a happily ever after. I absolutely loved everything about this book. Mallory was fun, sweet, caring and didn’t let anything drag her down. She was a fighter, and though she had to learn to be more assertive, she was a great character. The way she connected and interacted with little Oliver was more than cute and was probably one of my favorite things about the story. Rhys started off as an implacable workaholic, he even seemed closed off and detached. However, inside he was all heart, and once his self-imposed walls begin to fall he could be tender and charming, downright sexy and the greatest dad a little boy could ask for. I loved how much Oliver was a part of the story. How entwined in the steamy romance between Mallory and Rhys was the three of them becoming a family. With great characters, awesome chemistry, plenty of sexy shenanigans and the cutest 4-year-old; A Nanny For the Reclusive Billionaire was a total hit for me in every way and I’m thrilled to have found a new to me fabulous author. *I voluntarily reviewed a complimentary copy of this book*
Not the typical man hires nanny falls in love with her story. The characters were very well developed and it takes a while before he lets himself feel anything. She truly falls in love with the baby so it is fast paced and a fun read.
A Nanny for the Reclusive Billionaire by Regina Kyle. This is Mallory Worthington and billionaire Rhys Dalton's story. From the very first to the end of the book I was hooked. Mallory and Rhys' characters were great and I was able to feel their emotions and a connection to them. Oliver, Rhys' son, added to the story too but I loved Collins too. All the characters added to this story. Mallory and Rhys both have things in their life that they need to find a way to live life in spite of these things. Will Mallory and Rhys' fear prevent them from taking a chance on love and happiness? Check out Mallory and Rhys' story. It was a fun, heartwarming, and emotional read with great chemistry between Mallory and Rhys. I absolutely loved this sweet story! FYI, contains mature content. I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book.
I adored this delightful story right from the very first page. Mallory is a wonderful strong character and she's not about to let Rhys steamroll her. Getting fired within five minutes of meeting your new boss probably isn't the best way to start a new job but she's faced worse in her life and she won't let all his grumpiness stop her. After the death of his wife, Rhys secluded himself and his young son Oliver away from the world. The last thing he needs is for his son's new nanny to be as tempting as she is. Nope, she needs to go! Try as he might he can't get rid of her and the longer she sticks around the more the walls he's built around his heart begin to crumble. I highly recommend this one.
Wonderful. Fun. Bubbly. Vivacious. I totally enjoyed this book by Regina Kyle. The writing pulled me in to the beautiful love story between Rhys and Mallory. It starts out being a story about loss and becomes a tale of redemption. And the ride is definitely a fun one. Rhys has lost his wife and the mother to his son Oliver, and has not let lose of any of his grief and guilt. Mallory is a cancer survivor and knows a lot about loss. Their path to each other is a tad bit rocky, but definitely one that is worth taking. I love reading about strong characters, and well rounded, well thought-out characters. Rhys, Mallory, and Oliver were so well written, their story rang true. It was a total joy watching these three people became a family. And truthfully, how can you not adore an author who realizes that Jane Eyre is way more frightening than Stephen King any day! Received as an ARC from Netgally.
mallory worthington finds the perfect escape from her overprotective parents in a nanny job in key west. a nanny for the reclusive billionaire finds rhys dalton coming back to life when he meets the nanny he hired to care for his four-year-old son, oliver. mallory is running from a life that only knows her as a cancer survivor, and rhys and oliver are recovering from the loss of beth, rhys's wife and oliver's mom. mallory and rhys start off on the wrong foot. but soon things change and mallory becomes indispensable to their happiness. this category romance has some surprising emotional depth. these two characters have gone through so much, the connection they find in each other makes for a really satisfying read. **a nanny for the reclusive billionaire will publish on september 10, 2018. i received an advance reader copy courtesy of netgalley/entangled publishing (indulgence) in exchange for my honest review.
A man, a woman and a little boy. Three people in a love story. It doesn't get much better than this. Mallory does a cut and run from her family after years of being treated like a fragile flower, applying for a job far away from her family, their business and her old life. She signs on to take the job as a nanny for a young boy who's father is a wealthy recluse and lives on an island in the Florida keys. Her things are shipped ahead, she arrives with one bag and before she can even put her feet in the door, her new boss promptly fires her. Rhys lost his wife a few years ago and blames himself for her death. Pulling up stakes and moving to this island so he could keep his child in a setting he deems safe is what he does. He's too busy making money and managing his businesses so he employs a full time housekeeper and a long time friend who also serves as a driver, all hands on deck type of guy. He also doles out great advice. The nanny is in change of his son and there is a strict schedule that needs to be kept. Wow, this man was frustration in a pair of khaki's which he wore extremely well!! After having been talked into giving her a chance and knowing they couldn't get a replacement there he agrees to let her stay. Mallory is also a premiere chef and immediately has little Oliver won over. Oliver is a real treat in this story, such a contrast to his grouchy father. Rhys's problem was he was attracted to Mallory and felt guilty for those feelings as well. Mallory hasn't told Rhys about her past and why exactly a 5 star chef is working as a nanny. Mallory sees that Rhys's lack of involvement with his son isn't good so tries to draw him out. Risky move at times, but it starts to stick and the chemistry between the two of them was ridiculously hot. Holy steaming kindles! Paper and fire these two. Whew! Ah but is there a bump in the road for these two? Maybe so. His past, her past and nothing like the present. I love a good love story and this one tops it all! 5 humid Florida stars *arc from Net Galley and Entangled for an honest review*
Mallory has lived her life in a "bubble". As a childhood cancer survivor, her parents were and are overprotective. While she's a successful chef in her parent's upscale hotel, she yearns to step outside her comfort zone and what's expected of her to live life as SHE wants to. Mallory gladly accepts a position as a nanny to a reclusive billionaire's son. Rhys runs a successful tech company and is consumed by work. After losing his wife in an accident, that he blames himself for, he moves to his island summer home. Rhys believes he can keep his son safe if he keeps him on the island, under close supervision. When the last nanny didn't work out, he had his assistant place an ad for a new nanny. When Mallory walks in his office, he immediately fires her with no explanation. Mallory is beyond upset as she really thought this would be her chance at a fresh start. Rhys' assistant talks him into allowing Mallory to stay--until the new nanny arrives.... Although this novel brought a few tears to my eyes, it was absolutely AMAZING! The give and take between the adults, Mallory striking deals with the butler and Rhys' son were HILLARIOUS. I enjoyed Mallory and her cooking lessons, picnics, colorful toenails, etc. I also admired Mallor's strength in standing behind her values, even if it costs her a lifetime of love with Rhys. Rhys internal battle on what's truly best for his son was so real! Again, I highly recommend this novel! I received a gifted copy and all opinions stated are my own.
I am always drawn to books that involve billionaires and strong heroines. So after reading the first chapter, I knew I was in for a treat. A Nanny For the Reclusive Billionaire by new to me author Regina Kyle, is replete with a hot couple, a tropical landscape, and a four-year-old boy who is as cute as can be. This book may be completely enjoyed as a standalone. Mallory Worthington is an amazing professional chef. Up until recently she worked for her family's upscale hotel in New York City, where everyone was aware of her battle with childhood cancer. She is in her late twenties and her parents are still over protective, even though she has been cancer free for years. As a result, she wants a life free from her past, so she takes a job as chef and nanny for a reclusive billionaire in the Florida Keys. Rhys Dalton is a tech guru that runs his very successful conglomerate from afar. He is a widower and surrounds himself with dedicated employees who help him run his household and his life. Keeping his son safe at all times is his first priority, so owning and living on the island of Flamingo Key works well for him. He never thought he could fall in love again, but having Mallory in his life changes all that. She is perfect for him and his son, even though it takes him a while to realize it. This book is quite a page turner. It is well-written and flows effortlessly from beginning to end. This story is chock full of longing, seductive scenes, and the discovery of what is truly important in life. Ms. Kyle pours passion into her writing and as a result, her characters are well-developed and full of intensity. Mallory, Rhys, and Rhys's son create a nice family. If you are in the mood for a contemporary romance with a lot of heat and heart, then pick up a copy of A Nanny For The Reclusive Billionaire. Complimentary copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.
WOW!!! I loved, loved, loved, reading A Nanny for the Reclusive Billionaire by Regina Kyle, book two in her Billionaire series. Cancer survivor Mallory, now an adult, needed to escape her overprotective parents so she takes a job as a nanny on an exclusive island. Mallory is not your typical nanny; she’s a professionally trained chef, take a leave from supervising the kitchen of her wealthy parent’s flagship hotel in New York City. She needed to make this break in order to take charge of her life. Rhys is a widowed father of a four-year old who has forgotten how to live life to the fullest; suffering survivor’s guilt after losing his wife in a terrorist attack; and not spending enough time with his son. After meeting Mallory, Rhys did not want her to continue in the job in fear of becoming attracted to her. After seeing her in action and connecting with his son, he allowed her to stay. He just had to avoid her to keep from falling for her. I loved seeing Mallory grow more self-assured and confident in her interactions with Rhys. No longer fearing being fired, she stood up to Rhys, challenging him to spend time with his son, join him for meals, and reassess his priorities. Once Rhys decided he could no longer deny his attraction to Mallory, or their shared chemistry, he allowed himself to open up and realize he could love again. I loved Mallory’s obsession with nail polish, especially the comical names for the colors, and the fact that Rhys noticed this about Mallory. Of course Rhys also had an obsession, PEZ dispensers and its candy. Ms. Kyle wrote a wonderfully moving story filled with sexual chemistry, fun dialogue, and endearing characters that is not to be missed. I highly recommend this book to other readers. I voluntarily reviewed a complimentary copy of this book.
I totally loved this book! Rhys is the reclusive billionaire and oh, so sexy he practically screams yummmm from the pages. Mallory is the the formerly cloistered rich girl who is just learning to spread her wings. Her first major act of rebellion is to quit her job and move to a private island to serve as a chef and nanny to a four year old boy. Once she lands there, she is immediately smitten with Rhys, even while telling herself that she can't have him. What follows is a wonderful romance that just made me smile, even as it had enough angst to give it some depth. Yes, it's somewhat predictable, however, it's told so well that I just didn't care. If you are looking for an engaging romance that will make you smile, you have found it in the novel. I'm adding the author to my must read authors' list.
What a delightful book! The story line is interesting and pulls you in from the start. Mallory and Rhys have a strength they don't realize as things heat up between them. The road to happiness is not easy for them. This is a must read. Loved it! I voluntarily read and reviewed this book; all opinions expressed are my own.
My first read by Regina Kyle is one I can class an absolute winner and A Nanny for the Reclusive Billionaire was the perfect introduction to her writing. “Rhys was Captain von Trapp. Cold. Impersonal. Emotionally unavailable. And she was his Fräulein Maria, the sweet, innocent maiden sent to help heal his wounds and make his family whole again.” This story literally had it all, the sexy brooding and struggling single Dad, his cute-as-a-button little boy and the spitfire nanny who arrives and, after some initial hiccups, steals the hearts of both father and son. “For the first time in a long time he wanted something more, a real connection with someone who shared not only his bed but his hopes, his dreams, his life.” To get the balance right without the deceased spouse feeling like they’re a third wheel for me isn’t easy, but Kyle nailed it and whilst Rhys is filled with guilt over his loss, burying himself in his work, it never overshadows his building feelings for Mallory or rediscovering the joys of being a dad to Oliver. “...you crashed into my life like an asteroid and changed everything.” Another author who’s placed herself on my must-read list.
You are going to want this book! It's fast paced, brings all the feels and delivers a sweet 'n sexy happily ever after in the end! The characters are well developed and each bring their own backstory to draw us into the plot. He's living a life of guilt and misery, stuck in the past and she's trying to spread her wings and be the person she's always dreamed of being for the first time in her life. And the best part of all, there's an adorable little boy who will steal your heart! If you read Regina Kyle's previous book with Entangled, you'll see a familiar face in this story as Mallory is Brooke from that book's sister. I didn't think Brooke and Eli could be beat, but I loved Mallory, Rhys and Oliver even more. Highly recommend! Chef Mallory Worthington is sick and tired of being coddled. Yes, she had cancer as a child and fought a long, hard battle to beat it, but she's been in remission for years, so she's tired of her parents trying to make her live in a bubble. When she finds an out of state job opportunity as a chef and nanny, she jumps at the chance to get out of New York for awhile and stop working for her parents. Billionaire Rhys Dalton became somewhat of a recluse after his wife was killed and he took his son to live on a private island off of the Florida Keys. He will do everything in his power to keep his child safe from the ugliness of the world around them. When he sees that the new nanny he hired isn't the elderly, grandmotherly type he was expecting, he fires Mallory on the spot! He changes his mind of course when he sees how interacting with her brings his son a joy he hasn't seen him exhibit in a very long time. Now if only he could resist the temptation of such a beautiful woman within touching distance!