His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 91: Sweet Affection

Moana

Sophia didn’t ask about Edrick again after that. I knew that she could tell that something more was going on than I was leading her to believe, but she didn’t pry any further and just enjoyed the remainder of the walk with me. We talked a bit about her plans with the foundation a bit as well as her need for a secretary to help her out; up ahead, as we talked about the secretary, I swore I could see Edrick glancing over his shoulder at us as though he was listening intently.

Finally, we made it to the ice cream parlor. It was a cute little mom and pop shop on a small strip of quaint little stores, and when we went inside it was like stepping back in time. There was a long counter with stools to sit at and there was a nice older man working behind the counter wearing a red and white striped uniform.

“Well, hello there!” the old man said cheerfully as we entered. “So many little ones!”

Sophia and I smiled and helped the children sit at the counter. Once they were all seated, we stood with Edrick as there were no chairs left.

“What can I get for everyone?” the old man asked, leaning on the counter and beaming at the children, who all looked over at Sophia expectantly.

children started bombarding the old man with the flavors of their choice, but he somehow managed to get all of their orders just right. Sophia also ordered a bowl of chocolate ice cream,

was refreshing after being outside on such a hot day. French vanilla was always a favorite flavor of mine,

that Edrick didn’t seem to

asked, furrowing my brow. It felt a bit odd

his head. “I don’t really eat ice cream, so I’m

don’t eat

Sophia chimed in, stifling a laugh. I could tell that Edrick didn’t quite know how to react, so without thinking,

I said. “Try mine. It’s

be the type to be entirely indifferent to celebrities. Edrick, seemingly coming to the same conclusion, finally tugged his mask down a little and ate the ice cream right off the spoon without even taking it out of my hand like I had expected. I noticed that his cheeks turned a little red as he tasted the ice cream on his tongue, but he quickly nodded and turned away before I

whichever flavor she

old man plopped two scoops of ice cream into

with Sophia and the children, and his offer to take everyone out

he was only acting so sweet to make his daughter happy; not that that was necessarily a bad thing, and it was all I really wanted from him to begin with, but I supposed that there was still a part of me that secretly wished that the Alpha billionaire would be kind like this out of his own heart and not for any particular reason. Still, I knew that beggars couldn’t be

point, Sophia turned toward me and stifled a chuckle. “You have ice cream on your cheek,” she

my face go red and grabbed a napkin to wipe

laugh. “A little to