boy-next-door looks. Jackson was the complete opposite with his dark looks. He was slightly smaller than Greg but just as muscular. He was ruggedly handsome with a sense of danger surrounding him. Steve was the shortest and smallest of all three. He fit Nadia’s image of a “nerd” most of all. He was thin but fit, and his messy hair made her want to laugh. It was his eyes that drew Nadia in though. Those ice-blue eyes were open and honest. She felt the most comfortable around Steve. There was just something about him that made her want to trust him. “You could have had anything you ever wanted if you had stayed home. Why leave that much money behind?” Greg asked. Nadia wouldn’t have answered the question if she had seen anything other than genuine curiosity when she looked into Greg’s eyes. He didn’t have that glazed-over look most people got when they were imagining what they could do with her money. He wasn’t in awe of it. He just wanted to know why she’d given it up. “I left because I didn’t want to be like my mother. She does everything for my dad like a good little wife just so he doesn’t cut off her allowance. Can you imagine a grown woman pouting because she is being punished? It’s a sad sight, but my mother doesn’t care. All she cares about is making him happy so she can go on her next shopping spree. I didn’t want to turn into that. Cold, uncaring, and unfeeling. I call her a society robot, and I refuse to become one.” “Sounds to me like you are nothing like your mother,” Jackson commented. Tears stung Nadia’s eyes. He would never know how much that statement meant to her. To know she wouldn’t turn out like Eleanor Cassidy meant everything to her. Deep down, she loved the woman that had given birth to her, but she didn’t love who her mother was. Eleanor had made it clear to Nadia time and time again that she would never have been born if her father hadn’t wanted an heir. Nadia had come to terms long ago with the fact that she was nothing more than a duty to her mother. She might not have been wanted, but she was still expected to fall in line and be a good Cassidy so that she wouldn’t embarrass her mother or the family name. Image was everything to those people. That is why Nadia fought so hard not to turn into the kind of person her mother was. That is what had made it so easy to walk away from the money. “Thank you, Jackson. I will take that as a compliment,” she said smiling over at him. “Now enough about me. I want to know why none of you are married or have girlfriends. You are all too good looking to be single.” Nadia laughed as she watched three grown men blush. Her comment did exactly what she thought it would do. She hated to embarrass them, but she wanted to turn the conversation away from her. She had never been comfortable with that much attention on her. She was actually surprised for telling them as much as she had about herself. They knew more about her now than anyone else did, including her parents, and that was just sad. After hours of talking and one last check on Addison who was still asleep, Nadia went to bed more lighthearted than she had ever been before. So far, it had been a good decision to take the nanny job, ranking right up there with her decision to move out on her own. Who knows? Maybe I will even take a chance and try to become friends with these guys , she thought as she drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 5
Robert had tried to sleep the night before, but the pain in his ribs kept him from resting comfortably. Instead, he sat up all night trying to come up with a plan to use Sarah’s baby to get the money he needed to pay Mr. Porello. He always figured there was a way out of every situation. He just had to figure it out and not get caught or killed in the process. This situation, though, was going to be hard if not damn near impossible for him to get out of. He blamed everything on Sarah. This was all that bitch’s