His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 87: Another Woman

Moana

Somehow, I managed to fall asleep that night. In the morning, I woke up with a headache after the night spent in emotional distress.

Edrick and I had kissed last night in the darkness of the kitchen. Even now, I could still feel his hands on my waist and could feel his body pressed up against mine. Even now, I could still taste his lips and his tongue, and I had spent the night dreaming about him. The sun was shining through my bedroom window, but I just wanted to go back to the darkness of the night before and be with Edrick; I hadn’t realized it before, but I was admittedly lonely, and his touch was welcome. I hadn’t been with anyone since our one night stand and didn’t realize how starved I was for intimacy with another adult.

To add insult to injury, I felt like an i***t for thinking for even one moment that Edrick was beginning to fall for me. The way he doted on me while we went shopping together despite the tabloid incident… The way that he scared away the creepy man at the mall and put his arm around me protectively, genuinely worried for my health and safety… The way that he kissed me so gently in the kitchen. Was any of that even real, or was it just a moment of weakness on his part? Was he lonely, too, and just looking for intimacy?

As I laid there, I remembered that Edrick and I promised to take Ella to the orphanage today so she could play with her friends. Even though I didn’t particularly want to see Edrick after our kiss in the kitchen the night before, I knew that I would have to see him eventually, so I groaned and got up and headed to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee and ease my headache.

When I walked through the living room, however, the soft sound of snoring caught my attention. I furrowed my brow and peered over the couch to see Edrick sprawled out; he was dressed up with his shoes on as though he’d gone out, and there was an empty bottle of whiskey sitting on the floor next to him.

this; it would confuse her too much to see her father passed out drunk on the couch, so without taking a second thought, I snatched the empty alcohol bottle up

even had a chance to say

got upset last night, but this is unacceptable,” I said, gesturing to his appearance.

momentarily as he looked at the bottle. He slowly sat up and swung his legs over the side of the couch, then

my hands. “It’s really not as bad as it looks; the bottle was almost

bottle and leaned closer to me, however, I suddenly got a whiff of something other

one night stand last night, right after our

nose and mouth with

taking a step toward me. As he did, the smell of the perfume hit my nose again, and I covered up a gag with my hand. The smell was too strong, and I could only imagine the father of my baby sleeping with a strange woman at the bar, or even a prostitute. I couldn’t tell

became stronger, but not out of love this time; rather, she became stronger with

as I stepped away from him, I lowered my hand and tilted

today,” I said. My voice shook a little as I spoke, but I tried to hide it. After

over to the kitchen, where he tossed the empty bottle in the trash. I followed him, waiting to see

surprise, he said