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 appear

so

chuckled again. “A sleeping

than the pills and the alcohol, so he asked me to sign a contract to sleep with him until his insomnia

sounding a bit surprised. “Edrick has had sleeping

shrugged. “I don’t know why, but for some reason, it just works. He usually falls asleep as soon as I do and wakes up

his brow. “How did you both

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 still seemed

changing the subject and turning to walk down the stairs. “Breakfast is

absence by his side as he took

although the lingering 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 sure that anyone, including Ethan or Ella, wouldn’t still take the Alpha CEO’s side of the story over the poor human nanny’s side of the story, and I especially couldn’t be entirely sure that Edrick wouldn’t throw me under the bus if our

wake Ella up and give her breakfast. When I arrived

family-sized table in the center that was covered by a lace tablecloth 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

Moana!” Ella exclaimed as she clung to my legs. “Breakfast today is Bell-jam waffles and… om–” She paused, chewing

with a

turning back to face

cast me a warmly approving look, then looked back down at Ella. She still had whipped cream on the side of her mouth, so I wiped it away with my thumb before it

silver dome that was covering my plate, but

you,” I said. “This looks