HEAD OVER HEELS
By Serena Bell
On Sale June 5th
They thought they were wrong for each other. That was before she moved in. . . .
Chase: Take it from me, never hire your best friend to be your live-in nanny. Because it’s a lot easier to be friends with a woman who isn’t prancing around your house in yoga pants. As a newly full-time dad, I needed help fast. I knew she was good with kids. And I thought things between us were strictly platonic. Now, with Olivia Stratten crashing in my guest room and steaming up the bathroom with the scent of her shampoo, it’s getting harder and harder—no pun intended—to remember all the reasons we’re supposed to be incompatible.
Liv: When Chase Crayton asked me to watch his five-year-old daughter until he could find someone full-time, I was afraid we’d drive each other nuts. But with Chase’s job on the line, I couldn’t say no. What I didn’t anticipate was how combustible our chemistry would be in close quarters. Neither of us did. After all, we first met on a blind date, and by the end of it, we were laughing about how terrible we’d be as a couple. In the two years since, nothing ever happened between us, not even a kiss—not until last night. . . .
Head Over Heels is a standalone novel with no cheating, no cliffhangers, and a satisfying happily ever after.
“I love a good friends-to-lovers story—Head Over Heels will pull at your heartstrings and have you rooting for Chase and Liv!”—USA Today bestselling author Kelly Jamieson
“Head Over Heels is intensely romantic and emotionally gripping. I adore Serena Bell’s writing!”—Jessica Lemmon, bestselling author of Rumor Has It
When the kitchen is clean, I step into the living room, where I discover Chase wearing a pink tutu and a green straw hat and talking in a high-pitched voice.
“Well, Elsa, where should we go on our adventure?”
Aw. He really is such a good dad.
Chase hasn’t noticed me yet, so I draw back against the stairwell and pull my phone out to photograph him in all his glory.
The click of the fake shutter draws Chase’s eyes away from Katie—who’s wearing an Elsa dress—toward me.
I pocket the phone, laughing like a fiend, ducking out of reach. “Best daddy ever!”
“Just for that, you need to wear a costume, too,” Chase says, eyes narrowed. “Katie, who’s Liv going to be?”
“Who’s your daddy dressed as?” I ask Katie.
“Princess Daddy,” I repeat. “Oh, my. I’ve got my Facebook caption, then.”
“Not good for the outdoorsy-guy image?”
He gives me the finger outside of Katie’s line of sight.
Katie gestures at me to crouch down, and she begins draping me with green fabric that I think was once a Peter Pan costume. “Am I Peter Pan?”
“You’re a frog. Hop.”
“You’re a frog,” Katie says patiently. “A really, really, really ugly frog. Hop.”
I sneak a glance at Chase’s face.
He’s trying not to laugh. I raise my eyebrows. He shrugs. “Woman up,” he murmurs.
I glare at him.
I crouch and address Katie face to face. “Maybe I could be something else. Like a queen?”
Chase muffles laughter in the crook of his arm.
“No,” Katie says, Cupid’s-bow mouth set firm. “You’re the frog. Hop.”
“You could be the frog,” I tell Katie. “Don’t you want to be the frog?”
Chase coughs. “We’re supposed to be encouraging her to use her imagination, not cramping it. She says I’m the princess and you’re the frog. So hop.”
I glare, hard, at him, and he smirks back.
“How does Elsa fit into this story?” I ask Katie, trying to buy time.
“After the princess kisses the frog and he turns into a prince, Elsa builds a magic ice castle for the princess and the prince to live in happily ever after.”
“Not all frogs turn into princes when you kiss them,” I can’t help saying. “And not all stories end with happily ever after.”
“Now you’re crushing her innocent dreams,” Chase murmurs so only I can hear him. I elbow him.
“This one does,” says Katie, undaunted.
Even though I’ve clearly lost this particular battle, I silently cheer for Katie’s ability to stand up for herself. And I admit defeat. I hop to the lily pad (pillow) by the stream (where the rug meets the floor). The princess is strolling through the forest.
Actually, the princess is prancing through the forest, clutching what appears to be an invisible parasol.
“I thought you sucked at princess and frogs,” I say, sotto voce, when he prances my way. “I feel like I’ve been hustled.”
“Just trying to keep standards high, Ugly Frog.”
Snarling, I pull out my phone to video Princess Daddy.
Katie snatches it away and sets it on the coffee table, out of my reach. “Frogs don’t have phones.”
“I need my phone to video your father!”
“Frogs can’t talk,” Chase says gleefully.
I dart a dark look his way. “Please,” I beg Katie. “The world needs to see this.”
“Frogs can’t talk,” Katie echoes.
Chase is laughing so hard it’s impeding his prancing. I clamp my lips shut to hide my own smile.
“You see the frog, Princess Daddy,” Katie instructs. “You look down and see him sitting on a lily pad.
“The princess looks down at the frog and the frog looks up at the princess,” Katie intones. “And even though the frog is really, really ugly—”
Chase snickers. I stick my tongue out at him.
“Is that why you didn’t want to be the frog?” I ask Katie. “Because he’s ugly? Because beauty is only skin deep, you know. I’m full of inner beauty.”
I felt the need to get that point in there. I give Chase a so there look, and he gives me a so what look back.
“Yeah. Elsa is beautiful. The frog is ugly.”
“But once I’m a prince I’ll be really handsome, right?”
“No. You’ll still be really ugly. Like the Beast. And then we’ll have to figure out how to lift the other spell on you. The ugly spell. That’s why we need the ice castle.”
This is a very fractured fairy tale. And I am definitely getting the short end of the narrative stick.
“But Princess Daddy will be beautiful the whole time?”
“Yup. And even though the frog is really, really ugly, Princess Daddy can see his inner beauty. You have to look at each other!” she shouts. “You have to fall madly in love!”
I challenge anyone to disobey a determined five-year-old whose mom died two months ago. Chase and I do what anyone would do in this situation. We look at each other. And pretend to lock eyes and fall madly in love.
Chase’s eyes, as I’ve mentioned, are beautiful, flecked with color. And full, at the moment, of undisguised glee. But as we stare at each other, something shifts. His eyes get serious. And dark. And—
Huh. He’s a good actor.
Chase is full of unexpected talents.
USA Today bestselling author and RT Reviewers’ Choice Award nominee Serena Bell writes richly emotional stories about big-hearted characters with real troubles and the people who are strong and generous enough to love them. A former journalist, Serena has always believed that everyone has an amazing story to tell if you listen closely enough, and she adores hiding in her tiny garret office, mainlining chocolate and bringing to life the tales in her head. When not writing, Serena loves to spend time with her college-sweetheart husband and two hilarious kiddos—all of whom are incredibly tolerant not just of Serena’s imaginary friends but also her enormous collection of constantly changing and passionately embraced hobbies, ranging from needlepoint to paddleboarding to meditation. Learn more on her website: http://www.serenabell.com
Chase Crayton is desperate, he needs someone to care for his daughter as soon as possible, but he can't trust just anyone with the task... enter his best-friend Liv Stratten. She is not only someone he can trust, but also someone he can share a living space with without complications, and of course she is great with kids, so what could possibly go wrong? Well, when you put two people with great chemistry in the same house, sharing everything from meals to intimate moments, it's bound to stir up some unexpected feelings, feelings that they were certain would never happen between them. He loves having Liv around, but with each day that passes, the harder it becomes to keep her in his guest bedroom and out of his own!
When Chase asked Liv to help him out, and move into his place and become his live-in nanny, she had some reservations about them living in tight quarters with one another, but he really needs her help and she just can't let him down. So she moves in, and things seem to run smoothly between them, almost too smoothly, and before long it leads to some heated glances and butterflies in her belly that she never expected. This wasn't supposed to happen between them, they met on a blind date that didn't pan out, so why now after all of this time are there sparks bouncing around between them?
Head Over Heels is an emotionally rich tale that is destined to stir up the feels and leave you swooning... seriously what is not to like about a sexy, dedicated single dad! This was a fun little read to devour, once I cracked the cover and the words took over, I just couldn't put it down... it was not only addictive, but also good for my heart! If you like heartwarming friends to lovers stories, then I highly suggest you pick this one up, it's certain to hit the mark, and squeeze your heart!
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