Free Millionaire Dad's SOS by Ally Blake Page A

her dad she was home from school, and that had been taken out of her hands by the nanny. Phew. She’d make sure the kid knew it the next time…
    Only then did it hit Meg there wouldn’t be a next time. She believed Zach wasn’t kidding when he said he’d hired security to case the perimeter of the resort, so he’d probably already commissioned twenty-foot-high fences around the house as well.
    If she were in Zach’s shoes she’d keep his kid as far away from her as she possibly could.
    Still, the thought of never seeing Ruby again made her heart give an all too familiar little twinge. But this wasn’t about her. Then again, maybe, just maybe, as a nice little side effect, if she helped Zach get Ruby on track then she could stop those darned heart twinges for good.
    He watched her with those clever dark eyes that made her feel as if she were melting from the inside out and he rowed.
    She merely sat there and waited.
    It paid off.
    He took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, then with all the enthusiasm of a man with a knife pressed to his ribs to make him talk, he said, ‘She rang Felicia this morning, claiming a sore throat. Felicia called a cab to bring her home. When Iheard my first thought was that it was a ruse. Then I wasn’t sure. Do you think…?’
    He shook his head and pressed the oars deeper into the water.
    It more than paid off. Had Zach Jones just asked her for advice? She was shocked it had come so easily. But boy, was she ready to—
    Who the heck was Felicia? Another woman in Zach’s life? Meg wrapped her fingers around the bench to stop from tipping right off. ‘Felicia is…?’
    ‘The nanny.’
    She all but laughed with relief. When Zach’s eyes narrowed, she babbled, ‘I had a nanny once. I told her I was adopted. She told a friend, who spilled the news to the press. Wow, I’d completely forgotten about that. Mum was so upset. And my father…’ She shook her head to clear that image before the rest of the memory filtered through. ‘Let’s just say no more nannies came through the place.’
    Zach’s eyes widened a fraction. He really had no clue that young girls were as much about sugar and spice as they were about snakes and snails and puppy dogs’ tails. It only made her more determined to make him see.
    ‘Don’t get me wrong. Other kids adored theirs,’ she continued on. ‘Tabitha still sends hers cards on Mother’s Day. Does Ruby get on with Felicia?’
    He waited a beat then nodded. ‘She taught at Ruby’s school for over twenty years. She’s seen itall. I poached her earlier this year when Ruby came to live with me.’
    ‘Well, that’s great, then,’ she said, her finger fiddling with her bottom lip as she frantically thought through what tack to take next. ‘A girl needs firm boundaries as much as she needs her space.’
    And then it hit her. Ruby hadn’t always lived with him.
    Where had she been? With her mother? Had they divorced? Had they never married? Had they been in love but couldn’t live together? Was he still in love with her now? Was that where his innate darkness sprang from? There was no denying her heart hurt just thinking about it. It hurt for Zach. For Ruby. It was much easier letting it hurt for them than in any way for herself.
    Now Meg needed to know the whole story so badly she could taste it. She held her breath.
    ‘That’s enough,’ Zach said, and Meg’s finger stilled. ‘I have no idea how we started talking about this in the first place.’
    Enough ? They’d barely begun! She didn’t have half the information she wanted—no, required —in order to help.
    ‘You brought it up,’ Meg shot back.
    ‘I—What?’ His oars paused mid-air.
    ‘If you’d been sensible enough to ignore the fact that I happened upon your backyard, then we might never have had to have this conversation.’
    ‘Why do I get the feeling you’re used to getting your own way?’ he growled.
    ‘Ha! I have no idea because it certainly ain’t true. I have three