Hero: Gray Barnett. CEO and summer football league coach.

Heroine: Lola Cook. A writer conned in to watching her naughty nephews for the summer.

Writer Lola Cook is on a deadline. Meeting it gets twice as difficult when she finds herself in the unwelcome role of babysitter for her nephews. Six weeks with the twin teenage terrors is too much for Lola—until she has a brilliant idea: send the boys to football camp. That’ll at least get them out of her hair for five hours every day. Perfect.

Divorced father Gray Barnett has coached summer football camp long enough to know he’ll get saddled with misfits, but William and Harry exceed all expectations. They’re impossible, they’re disruptive, and when he meets their hot aunt Lola, they’re worth the trouble. That is, if Lola accepts Gray’s conditions. Every time the twins misbehave, it’s Lola who must take their punishment. With every naughty infraction, Lola gets more and more accepting—of the penalties. She has no idea just how bad a girl she can be—or how much fun it will be to get what she deserves.

He glowered so darkly she thought he’d throw her out on her butt. But suddenly he smiled, a big, white-shark-tooth smile. “I will let them stay on one condition.”

“Great. Okay.” She couldn’t keep the enthusiasm out of her voice. Because honestly, he wouldn’t think of asking her to sleep with him.

“Every time they misbehave and need to be disciplined,” he said softly, “I will discipline you in their stead.”

Lola’s mouth dropped open.

“What do you mean by that?”

Oh, he so wanted to show her right here and now. But he’d save that for later. “I mean,” he stressed, “that every time they do something wrong, you will come to my house, or wherever else I direct you”—because he could imagine other places he’d like to have her—“and you will take their punishment.” He quirked one eyebrow. “That sounds simple enough, doesn’t it?”

She had a long face with symmetrical features and full lips. Flecks of gold sparkled in her irises. Her hair was straight, and he imagined braiding it like rope and using it to bind her to him. She wasn’t young, but by the bewilderment in her gaze, he figured she was a neophyte where his tastes were concerned. His hand itched to introduce her to the pleasures of a light spanking, a little bondage play. It had been a while since he’d indulged himself with a woman beyond a quick sexual liaison. Since the day she’d sat in the bleachers, he’d imagined indulging with her. Today, she’d offered him the perfect opportunity.

“It doesn’t sound simple at all,” she said.

“Quite simple. On the one hand”—he flipped out his left palm—“the boys stay. On the other”—he flipped out his right—“they leave.”

She shot out a breath. “That’s blackmail.”

“No,” he said simply. “Someone needs to be punished. I’m merely giving you a choice as to who it will be.” He smiled. She was quite beautiful when she was all riled up. What would she be like when he punished her? There was a world of delightful possibilities.

She threw her hands out in exasperation. “I can’t believe you’re suggesting this.”

“I’m perfectly willing to have you take them off my hands. They’re disruptive as hell.” He shrugged. “It’s up to you.”

She pursed her lips, glared at him. Then she tossed her hair over her shoulder, paced the small office, and finally stopped to glare at him again. He imagined her glaring at him like that as he tied her to his bed.

“Tell me exactly what you mean by punishment,” she demanded.

“What does one normally do with a naughty child?” he asked mildly.

“Send them to the corner.”

He laughed. That gave him a very interesting idea. “Think something more hands-on.”

She gaped. “You’re going to spank me?”

“For a start.” He raised a brow. “If they continue to misbehave, I’ll have to get more creative.”

Oh,  how I enjoyed this story. Lola and Gary are a breathe of fresh air from the broody billionaires who must control and dominate their virginal lovers.  Their sexy playful games are enhanced by sassy humor and some wonderfully satisfying emotional bonding. I will be reviewing this soon.