The Nanny and the Beefcake (Nanny Love Match Book 3) by Krista Sandor

Author:Krista Sandor [Sandor, Krista]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Candy Castle Books
Published: 2022-02-24T05:00:00+00:00

NINETEEN

ERASMUS

“Your dad’s name is Connolly, right?” he asked, knowing damn well that was her father’s name.

He’d had a feeling the man was bad news the night the officers asked her if she knew a Connolly Lamb, and she’d said no. He’d known she was lying. He didn’t understand why…until now.

Shock pierced Libby’s face. “How do you know that?”

Dammit! He hadn’t meant to sound like a stalker. Then he remembered bloody Briggs.

“Briggs mentioned it. Remember when he recited your background in the police chief’s office?”

“And the policeman asked me about him,” she added, palpable pain coating her words. “I wasn’t sure if you caught that—or remembered it.”

“Yeah, I caught it. I got the feeling you knew him even though you told the cop you didn’t. I didn’t know he was your father until Briggs mentioned his name. I could tell whatever it was between you and your dad—it was strained.”

“Strained is one way of putting it, but he wasn’t always a train wreck of a father,” Libby offered with a heavy sigh. “He didn’t handle my mom’s illness well. And after she died, it got worse. He stopped working and started having run-ins with the police. Nothing major. He drinks too much at bars to numb the pain because he’s usually bet everything he’s got on…”

“Sports,” he supplied, putting two and two together. When Briggs had mentioned the enormity of online gambling for his fight, he’d felt her demeanor change.

“Yes, he’s got a gambling addiction.”

“And that’s why you’re the one caring for your brothers, helping them pay for uni?”

“I’m the oldest. I promised my mother I’d watch out for the twins, and it’s my sankalpa.”

“What’s that?”

“Sankalpa is like a sacred promise or intention you make to yourself. Mine is to be there for my brothers.”

“Your dad’s not so good at that?”

She huffed a humorless bite of a laugh. “If making and breaking promises was a contest, my dad would win first place. He’d promise me and my brothers that after one more big win, he’d stop gambling. But one win became two, then three. Something always came up—some setback. Then he’d move the goalposts, and the cycle of broken promises would continue. Winning at gambling was more important to the man than his kids, and I learned at an early age that Connolly Lamb wasn’t a man I could rely on.”

“So, you stopped relying on men completely?”

Her no-strings approach to dating made a hell of a lot of sense now.

“Yes, it’s the best choice for me.” Her bottom lip trembled as she spoke. It was a slight movement, but he caught it.

“Do you see him much?”

Libby sighed. “Any time he comes around now, he has a big story about a great sports tip or this guy who knows a guy who might be able to pull a few strings to get him a job. There’s always some tale that leads to him on the cusp of wealth and greatness if he only had a little more cash to get in on the scheme.

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