His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 95: The Banquet

Edrick

“There’s my favorite girls,” I said with a smile.

I didn’t even think about it before I said it, but I knew as soon as it came out of my mouth that I’d made a mistake. Ella didn’t seem to notice, but Moana sure did. Her green eyes, which looked even more beautiful with the small amount of gold eyeshadow around them, widened.

“Ha,” I said, feigning surprise at myself in the feeble hope that I could get away without Moana dwelling on this too much, “slip of the tongue. Are you two ready?”

…

When we arrived at the banquet, the party had already begun. The end of summer banquet was a long-standing Morgan family tradition. The banquet that I had taken Moana and Ella to earlier that summer was solely for more immediate family and close friends, but this banquet was different. Each summer, practically every single member of the entire Morgan clan, from immediate family to cousins several times removed and all of their own friends and extended families through marriage would come from all over the globe to visit my parents’ mansion. Needless to say, these parties were huge, and often went on for two or three days. That was why I paid my old friend Tyrus to come and do Moana’s hair and makeup; sure, it was necessary for the nanny, but I wanted to make a good impression. Besides, I had to admit that I wanted to do a little something nice for Moana to make her feel better, although I would never tell her that.

The driver pulled up to the front driveway and we got out. Moana held Ella’s hand as we walked up the wide stone pathway, lined with fountains and sculptures, but as soon as Ella saw her other little cousins she instantly took off running.

called, taken by surprise by Ella’s sudden mad

see these kids once a year. She’ll be fine — although that dress will probably

to take our jackets. Glasses of champagne were handed to us almost as soon as we walked into the large banquet hall, but

secretly wanted to dote on the mother of my second child all night. When I was with Olivia, it was the same thing. I didn’t have to hide my relationship with Olivia quite as much as with Moana, so my mother would spend hours at these events gushing over her despite my father’s sullenness that I wasn’t married to her. Although, Olivia quickly stopped even coming to the events as soon as she got pregnant; I didn’t realize it at the time, thinking that she was just dealing with morning sickness throughout the pregnancy, but she was really sneaking around with

are you, mom?” I asked, planting a kiss on her cheek while Moana stood nearby, looking a

splendid,” my mother said, then turned to Moana. “And you look absolutely

Moana blushed. “Thank you.”

least until he’s

eyes widened; so my father did see the tabloid after all. When he didn’t call to

I asked, indicating Moana’s

an idea,” my mother replied. “But I told him that we were just having a nice lunch, and that you never mentioned anything about

as I scanned the crowd for my father, but when I finally spotted him, he was far on the other side of

similar dress to the one that Moana was wearing. In fact, the longer I looked at it, the more I realized that it was in fact the exact same dress; just tighter, as though she had it altered to sit snugly around her waist and

dear Edrick,” Kelly said, planting a wet kiss on my cheek. “It’s been a little

said. “Thank you again for

pursed her lips and glanced over at Moana, who had still hardly said a word this entire time. Kelly’s eyes slid up and down Moana judgingly before coming back to me. “Well, it was the least I could do to help you get a head start,” Kelly finally said. “Of course, if it were a werewolf orphanage, I could have donated more… But,

anti-humans, at least since we were teenagers. I always found it funny because of the fact that we often played with the human servant children when we were little, and she didn’t seem to have a problem then. But, then again, I supposed that it was bound to happen eventually being raised by a wealthy werewolf family. Even

we talk? I only need a

one last glance over my shoulder at Moana. She stared after us with a combination

small garden outside. Once we were outside and