Chapter 19

I shake my head. “Yeah, don’t let him hear you call him that. It’s bad enough when the vaquerossay jefe Pàpa.”

Charlie waves again in irritation. “Fine. What about his daughter?”

I really don’t like this man. “What abouther?”

“She’s a spinster, right?” Charlie leans forward further, almost falling off the sofa. “No prospects, from what I’ve heard. I should call on her, don’t you think?”

The thought of this ass even looking at Miss Lucille boils my blood, but anything I say to try to dissuade him might seem like I’m interested in her myself. Which I’m not. I can’t be. I won’tbe.

“I didn’t peg you as the marrying type,” I drawl, avoiding his question.

Charlie shrugs and settles back on the sofa. “Oh, I’m not, but she has to be loaded, right? All BD’s money. Sorry, Boss Daddy. He sure has you trained, hasn’t he?”