His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 13: Birthday Outing
Moana

Despite everything that happened that day, Edrick still requested that I spend the night with him. I made sure to put more distance between us this time, hoping that we wouldn’t wake up in each other’s arms again in the morning.

When I woke up, my cardigan was still on and Edrick’s side of the bed was empty. I heard the shower running in the bathroom, so I let out a sigh of relief and took it as my chance to get up and leave the room before I would have to talk to him. Not only was it still awkward to look him in the eye with our new arrangement, but I was admittedly still a little upset with him for yelling at me publicly the day before.

I quickly got up and made the bed, opening the curtains out of habit to let some sunlight into the room before I put my slippers on and headed out.

“Moana?” Ella’s little voice said, the second I walked out of the room. It made me jump a bit. I wasn’t expecting her to be standing right outside the door.

“Good morning, Miss Ella,” I said, managing a smile. “Are you feeling better today?”

Ella nodded, but her eyebrows were scrunched together and her eyes were narrowed suspiciously. “What were you doing in my daddy’s room again?”

“I, um…” I stammered, realizing that I couldn’t use the crepes for breakfast excuse two days in a row.

“Good morning, Princess!” Edrick said from behind me, brushing past me to scoop Ella up off the floor. Her look of concern and confusion quickly turned into a wide grin.

“Daddy!” Ella exclaimed, giggling as Edrick blew a raspberry on her cheek. “Where are you taking me for my birthday?”

was her birthday. It had been mentioned

room for breakfast, his muscles bulging through his white button-down shirt and his hair still a bit damp at the ends from his shower, “Daddy

she began to pout.

with you today. And I’ll be home later to have dinner and give you

“And cake?” Ella asked.

“And cake,” Edrick replied.

…

unsurprisingly — quite sad that her father couldn’t spend her birthday with her, so I

asked, to which the little girl shook her head and folded her arm across her

every option I offered her was met with indignant refusal. I knew she

concede to Ella’s begging and told me that I could take her out so long as I stayed with her the entire time and didn’t let go of her hand for one second, which was understandable. I knew that Selina still

me as I put Ella’s sun hat on to protect her face.

training to visit the orphanage when I should’ve been keeping an eye on

look as I got on the elevator with Ella, and I was relieved to see her face disappear as the metal doors closed. Now, I could just focus on giving

ever been to the theme park?” I asked Ella as we watched

adorably. “Nope,” she replied, sticking her foot out to admire her brand new matching blue sandals — she clearly liked the color blue, as

who wasn’t allowed to go anywhere. Even growing up in the orphanage, Sophia took us on the occasional

“How come?” I asked.

dragging me across the lobby as soon as the elevator doors opened. “He says that too many people will know who he is, so he has to stay hidden.

ra zzi?” I asked, stifling a laugh at Ella’s childish

back of the town car where our driver waited for us, and the bodyguard shut the door behind

to the theme park and bought our tickets, and soon Ella was bursting with excitement as we looked

second time, I started to feel sick. And it was broiling hot outside in the summer sun, so hot that I had resorted to fanning myself with a pamphlet I picked up at the information booth. But Ella hardly seemed to notice the heat and my sickness as she