Shopping is Marisol Winston's passion. Her father owns a
chain of home-improvement super-centers. It would be a
dream come true if Marisol could open her own chi-chi home
furnishings boutique someday, but she doesn't know how to
approach her intimidating father about helping her finance
it.
Much to Marisol's surprise and dismay, there's an
intervention. Marisol must agree to spend a few weeks in a
shopaholic rehab center. Can she survive without her Jimmy
Choos or missing the latest sale at the upscale designer
mall? As part of the rehab process, Marisol must get a real
job and the center places her in the home of Cash Connelly
as a nanny/housekeeper to his three children. Marisol is
immediately smitten with the children and strongly
attracted to their deliciously hunky dad.
Cash needs a nanny who "runs a tight ship." He has one last
chance to be reassigned as quarterback to his old football
team and can't have any distractions. But, oh, Marisol is
way more than a distraction. Besides her short skirts and
stilettos, she finger-paints shower curtains with the kids,
serves them ice cream for breakfast and cooks pizza rolls
and grilled cheese sandwiches as an entree for a dinner
party. She's beautiful, she's unique and Cash is in
trouble -- BIG trouble. His "hands off the nanny" policy is
quickly disintegrating.
Lisa Plumley always gifts her readers with
delightful stories that are so much fun to read. But I have
to admit, LET'S MISBEHAVE is one of my favorites. It's the
most charming story, brimming with characters with warm
hearts and bright spirits. The storyline is pure magic and
the children will steal your heart. It doesn't have a life-
changing lesson and that makes it all the more enjoyable.
LET'S MISBEHAVE is a warmhearted, witty and wonderful read.
You'll be highly entertained by this contemporary romantic
comedy (picture Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan). It's a keeper.
Enjoy!
With no skills besides scoring the perfect stilettos,
maxing out her credit card, and partying till dawn,
Marisol Winston is about to get a lesson in the real world—
and in love…
After years of perfecting her party-girl image, Marisol
wants to open an L.A.-based deluxe boutique. Unfortunately
her father refuses to foot the bill until she agrees to do
a stint in shopaholic rehab. Surely she can survive a few
weeks without Dior, right? But part of Marisol’s anti-
retail remedy entails getting a real job as a
nanny/housekeeper in Podunkville, Arizona. Suddenly she’s
knee-deep in PB & J and dirty laundry, surprised to find
herself just a teensy bit smitten with her three sticky-
fingered charges—and their deliciously distracting Dad
(even if he does wear discount denim)…
Quarterback Cash Connelly has one last shot at being re-
signed to the pros, which means he needs a nanny who runs
a tight ship. Marisol seems to know way more about
Tiffany’s than T-ball, and she has more miniskirted sex
appeal than is strictly necessary for laundering jockey
shirts. But his kids seem positively smitten. Well, who
wouldn’t love a woman who serves up ice cream for
breakfast? Now if only Cash can find a way to stick to his
strict hands-off-the-nanny policy...