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in progress. As Chas passed his lover, he arched a brow
inquiringly. Liam ignored him. It seemed Chas wasn’t the only one intrigued by
their nanny candidate.
    Once inside the kitchen, Chas pointed to the table. “Have a
seat, Greer. Liam, why don’t you get some coffee started. I think we have some
leftover cannoli. Would you like some?”
    Greer looked a little overwhelmed. “I’ve never had them
before, but I’ll try one.”
    Liam turned from the coffeemaker and grinned. “Thatta girl.
That’s the attitude we take with Wyatt.”
    Greer’s cheeks turned pink. Chas smiled as he set a plate in
front of her and handed her a napkin. “I think they’re easier to just eat like
a hot dog.”
    She picked it up, her tongue flicking out to taste the
creamy filling oozing from the end. Chas was glued to what she was doing, not
even trying to fight the way his cock was swelling. Wow. What a switch. He
glanced at Liam and found him equally enthralled. Interesting. They’d talked
casually before about their interest in women, but never acted on it. Never
been inclined to, and now he was lusting after the first nanny candidate who
didn’t look as if she chewed nails for breakfast.
    Chas sat to hide his bulge. “Why don’t you tell us about
where you’ve worked.”
    Greer sneaked a glance at Liam. “I really have worked all
the places I mentioned. I know it seems a lot for my age, but,” she sighed, “I
seem to have really rotten luck. You know, maybe you shouldn’t hire me, Dr.
Lynch.”
    “Chas,” he corrected. “Chas and Liam. What makes you say
that?”
    Liam set mugs of coffee in front of them. “Do you need cream
or sugar?”
    She shook her head. “Well, I started out working for Mrs.
Henry.”
    “The Henry family with the Thoroughbred farm?” Liam
inquired.
    “That’s the one. She was nice enough to hire me. I helped
her around the house, ran errands for her, and cooked.”
    “She died of a stroke in her sleep, didn’t she?” Liam
continued.
    “Yes. I had the weekend off to go to a wedding, so I wasn’t
there. Anyway, when she passed, I was out of work. Then I got a job at the
Woodwind waitressing.”
    Liam’s eyes shut before he asked blandly, “How long before
the highway project closed it?”
    “Six months.”
    Chas was starting to see a pattern. “Where did you go then?”
    “You know the B and B the couple from New York made the big
splash about?”
    Chas grimaced. “Even I remember that. The one the river
flooded out. Jesus, Greer. You’ve had a rough time of it. What was your major
in college?”
    He watched the vitality just evaporate, like it had drained
right out of her in one big whoosh. Her glance darted to Liam and away again.
Interesting.
    “I didn’t finish.”
    “You could always go back,” Liam said.
    She shook her head. Seeing the panic start to enter her
expression again, Chas grabbed her hand reassuringly. “What made you interested
in the job here?” he asked trying to divert her.
    “Well, it seemed to fit with a lot of my experience, and I
saw it was a local phone number…”
    “You also saw we preferred an older woman,” Liam added. “Is
that why you tried to make yourself sound older on the phone?”
    Greer sipped her coffee and glanced at the half-eaten
cannoli. “Yes. But I would be good at this. I like kids and I’ve had a lot of
experience as a babysitter. I can keep a house, and I’m a pretty decent cook.”
    “We have a cleaning service that comes in once a week
already to do the heavy stuff,” Liam continued. “Even so, we want someone
live-in, which is why we were looking for an older woman.”
    Liam liked her, Chas could tell, so why was his friend
trying to shut her down? None of the people who’d come from the agency he’d
contacted had her combination of skills. They were either maids or caregivers,
and it had been obvious the older women they’d talked to weren’t willing to
make adjustments.
    “Uh, Liam,” Chas slipped in. “Why