His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 24: Pup Scuffle
Edrick

I returned to the party with Moana, trying to quell my anger over seeing Moana and Ethan together. I wasn’t quite so much mad at her, although she should’ve been more professional, as I was mad at him. I knew that he was up to something… Always.

“There you are, darling,” my mother said, reaching out and squeezing my hand as Moana and I approached.

“Edrick,” my father suddenly said, pushing himself up from his chair. He didn’t like to admit it, but he was getting older and was starting to have some difficulty with sitting and standing. “Come with me. I’d like to talk to you.”

I knew where this was going, but I also knew that I didn’t have a say with it as I watched my father walk away. My mother, who also knew what he was about to say, gave my hand another squeeze before I followed him.

We walked over to the bar, where he ordered us each a glass of whiskey.

“Here,” he said, shoving the glass of whiskey in my hand.

“Thank you,” I replied, swirling the brown liquid around a bit in my glass before taking a sip, steeling myself for what was about to come.

“Now… I’m sure you know why I wanted to speak with you,” my father said, fixing his icy gray eyes on me.

I nodded. “I know, father. It’s time to find a mate. You’ve been saying this for years.”

“I only say it because I worry about you,” he said, stroking his white beard with his hand. “You’ve already had one illegitimate child. It’s only so long before you have another, given your track record.”

“I’m not worried,” I replied tersely. “Besides, marriage is a distraction.”

is dealing

so far; but my father wasn’t entirely wrong. Not only was it taxing on such a little girl to be kept cooped up and hidden away, but it also became me ntally taxing to work so hard to hide her. Many journalists and papa raz zos had been paid off with hefty sums of money, not to mention her mother, who occasionally showed

too much of a bother, and it’s bad for the company’s image. Do something about your

inside of me, and I

bar. “I’m not interested in Kelly like that. And

you think you’d have a better chance with a human girl?” He nodded his head toward

shook my head. “You don’t need to worry about that. She’s

my demeanor, although I still felt the

Eddy?” Kelly

suddenly began to play Vivaldi’s Winter. I glanced up to see a dreamy smile beginning to spread across Moana’s face; she appeared

banquets,” my mother suddenly said, looking over her

…

that Moana seemed to have some experience with dancing. As our dance came to an end, however, I felt Kelly’s and my father’s eyes on me, and stepped away from Moana with a bow. She said

appeared a bit too drunk, and her face was red from the alcohol. “Let’s dance. I haven’t danced with anyone all

little tired. Why don’t you ask one of my cousins?

had all come tonight without dates, then shook her head and abruptly turned on her heel. “Nevermind,” she said brusquely. “I’m going to

you know,” my mother said, watching with amusement as Ella wriggled off of her lap to run off and join the other children. “She’s a lovely

a good

you like her?”

of how to respond. Of course I liked Moana, to a certain extent. She was a good nanny and

was alerted by the sound of worried

asked, stopping in front of me. She was referring to her two sons, who were often known for causing a bit of

head. “I haven’t

“We’re worried

still hadn’t

heels clicking on the marble, and looked up to

insisted on wandering,