"Me, their godfather. Just because I'm a man doesn't mean I can't warm up formula or read bedtime stories. Besides, I love those two little rascals—and love doesn't come so easily to me."—Beau Randolf
"Me, their godmother. Those poor kids need a stable parental figure, and what could a carefree bachelor know about raising babies?"—Carolyn Baker
"Both. After all, there are two of us who need constant amusement and feedings at three in the morning. We'll just cry until they give us what we want—two parents!"—the twins
Book was decent. When I read these I expect the romance formula, angst, misunderstandings and assumptions, followed by a happy ending. This one followed the formula to a T.
Carolyn Baker goes to rescue her twin godchildren from their godfather. She ends up trying to be their nanny under false pretenses. Beau Randolph finds her out and they fall in love.