His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 94: Favorite Girls

Moana

A few days passed after that. I had a hard time getting over what Edrick said to me in my room that night: that he couldn’t stop thinking about me. Was that true? Why, then, did he try to sleep with another woman? If he really couldn’t stop thinking about me in the same way that I couldn’t stop thinking about him, why couldn’t we just admit our feelings to one another and be done with it? Even if we couldn’t be public with our relationship, part of me still wanted to see if we could make it work in a private setting.

Eventually, the day of the banquet came. While there was still a large part of me that just wanted to make an excuse to not go and hide in the penthouse instead, I knew that I had to be there for Ella.

On the morning of the banquet, I came out of my room to find that Selina had already prepared a large breakfast for Ella and me. Ella was already sitting at the table, happily shoveling pancakes into her mouth, while Selina poured my coffee for me.

“Wow,” I said as I approached, temporarily forgetting my anxiety about the banquet. “This is nice, Selina. Thank you.”

Selina nodded. “You’ve both got a long day ahead of you, so I wanted to make sure you have a good breakfast. Take a seat.”

I smiled and sat across from Ella. A plate of pancakes, bacon, and fresh fruit sat in front of me. Selina finished pouring my coffee, which I sipped gratefully before starting to dig into my breakfast.

on her apron and then retrieving her small datebook from her apron pocket, “let’s see…” She opened the datebook, slipping her glasses onto her nose and reading for a moment. “Ella, you’ll be getting your hair

I was about to take a bite of my pancake. I lowered the fork, furrowing my brow. “That must be a mistake,” I said with a chuckle. “I don’t have

her pocket. “Mr. Morgan booked one for you,” she

either of the events we went to, and never even mentioned it. I couldn’t help but wonder if he was just trying to butter me up by doing this, but I had to admit that there was a little part of me that secretly hoped that he was trying to doll me up because he was going to announce my pregnancy to his family

That would be ridiculous; I knew that he wouldn’t be telling the rest of his family for quite a while. After all, according to him, his father could potentially do something to the baby this early on in the

her bath and got her ready for her appointment, which she wasn’t particularly excited for. Ella, however, was a good girl as

Tyrus. As he stepped out of the elevator, I was shocked by his impeccable style and perfect hair. He

he said, walking up to me with a smile and holding out his

meet

seemingly

smile, then looked back at me. “We’ve got quite the afternoon ahead

Tyrus led me to my room, where he sat me down in front of my vanity and laid out his hair and makeup supplies. For the next three hours — yes, three — Tyrus and I chatted while he trimmed and styled my hair and did my makeup. It was fascinating watching how expertly he curled and styled my hair, and how perfectly he did my makeup to give me a natural look while still having a bit of sophistication. He gave me a similar glittery gold eyeshadow to his own, which brought out the green in my eyes and the red in my hair in a way

I could see

in disbelief as I ran my hands over my incredibly soft hair and leaned forward in my seat to

as well and a big grin on her face. She ran up to me and

at Ella’s reaction, and

said as I walked him back to the elevator a

replied with a warm smile. “A friend