His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 21

Chapter 21: The Secret Brother
Moana

“Uncle Ethan!” Ella jumped up and ran over to Ethan. Smiling, he picked her up and twirled her around in a circle. The quiet air of the garden became briefly filled with the sweet sound of the little girl’s giggles before he sat her back down and patted her on the head.

“I think your grandma is looking for you,” he said, to which Ella immediately perked up and took off to find Verona.

I was still sitting on the bench, utterly shocked by Ethan’s presence. “Fancy seeing you here,” he said, walking up to me and standing in front of me so that his tall body blocked the light.

“Fancy seeing you here, too,” I said, standing. “I had no idea you were related to the Morgan family.”

“Oh, yeah,” he said, running a hand through his hair. Even now, dressed in his formal attire, I could see a small smudge of paint on the artist’s left pinky. “The whole ‘Bradley’ last name is just a pseudonym. Well, sort of; it was my mother’s maiden name. I use it now to protect my true identity.”

I nodded, not sure of what to say. Ethan turned and walked over to the fountain, gesturing for me to follow, which I did.

“So… You’re Ella’s au pair, right?” Ethan asked as we slowly walked together around the garden. The summer air was still and humid, but the feeling of the cool spray coming off of the fountain was refreshing.

had just gone.

stood, I could smell the citrus in the air. As we passed underneath the trees, Ethan casually reached up and plucked one. I watched as he expertly peeled the orange while keeping the peel in one long strip, then tossed

“I can’t think of anyone better to be Ella’s nanny. I know how much the

you,” I replied. “I love Ella. She’s a good

the large colonnade, where the feeling of the cold marble permeated through

here?” I asked, leaning on the railing of one side of the colonnade that

here now, part of the

party sounded as though it had gotten more lively inside; I could hear music now, and the sound of laughter. Through one of

his head a bit for a few moments

“Care for a dance?”

my face get

know how,” I admitted, staring

my hand and pulling me away from the railing. “It’s easy.

shoulder, then placed his other hand on my waist. I felt him firmly

“It’s like this…”

then the right, and backwards and forwards. Surprisingly, with him leading me, it was easy to move along

a final spin, Ethan dipped me. He hesitated at the bottom of the dip, our breathless faces hovering close enough to one another that I could smell the citrus on

Ethan placed me back on my feet and stepped away with a bow and

good dancer,” he said. “Some might even call

our near-kiss, but I knew that it would never happen; not only was

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