His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 26: Confessions of a Nanny
Moana

“Good morning.”

I jumped, clasping my hand over my heart and taking in a sharp breath as I slipped out of Edrick’s room, only to be immediately met with a familiar voice.

Ethan’s smiling face stared back at me. From one look at him, I knew that he knew that something was going on.

“Uh– I-It’s not how it looks like,” I stammered, looking around frantically with my back against the bedroom door in the hopes that no one else was watching.

Ethan merely chuckled. “Are you really an au pair?” he asked. I could sense a hint of humor behind his voice and it helped me relax just a tiny bit, but I still feared that I had ruined Ethan’s impression of me. I liked him as a person and desperately did not want him to think that I was just after his brother for money or s*x.

“I am, I swear,” I replied, grabbing Ethan’s arm without thinking and pulling him away from the door in case Edrick was awake and listening. “I’m not a mistress, or anything like that.”

it’s any of my business, but it does sort of

said, lowering my voice so that

again.

reason, my presence helps him sleep better than the pills and the alcohol, so he asked me to sign a contract to sleep with him until

“Edrick has had sleeping problems since before Ella

usually falls asleep as soon as I do and wakes up as soon as I

brow. “How did you both come

already had a one night stand with his brother, so I merely shrugged. “We both nodded off in the living room one night,” I lied. Ethan

and turning to walk down the

he walked away, my eyes still wide. Ethan, noticing my absence by his side as he took the first

possibility of Edrick’s and my secret being discovered still loomed heavily above my head. What made it even worse was knowing that, should we be caught, it would ultimately somehow wind up being entirely my fault. I couldn’t be entirely

needed to continue with my duties and go downstairs to wake Ella up and give her breakfast. When I arrived downstairs, however, she wasn’t in her room. I heard the sound of voices and silverware clattering, so I went to look for

and laden with a beautiful array of breakfast foods. Ella, who was sitting next to her grandmother, jumped up when she saw me and skittered across the room to throw her arms around me excitedly. She was still in her pajamas and had a bit of whipped cream on the side of her mouth, and obviously appeared to be currently

Ella exclaimed as she clung to my legs. “Breakfast today is Bell-jam waffles and… om–” She paused, chewing on the syllables on her tongue,

Verona said with a chuckle. “And it’s Belgian

Ella said, turning back to face

the side of her mouth, so I wiped it away with my thumb before it got smeared all over my silk

and syrup into her mouth, I pulled out the chair beside her. I went to lift the silver dome

I said. “This