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

a chuckle. “She only gets to see these kids once a year. She’ll be fine — although that dress will probably wind up in

front door, where servants were waiting to take our jackets. Glasses of champagne were handed to us almost as soon as we walked

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 other men and

you, mom?” I asked, planting a kiss on her cheek while Moana

my mother said, then turned to Moana.

Moana blushed. “Thank you.”

lowered her voice. “I’d advise steering clear of your father, at least until he’s had a couple of drinks in him,” she said, patting

did see the tabloid after all. When he didn’t call to scold me about it, I thought that

I asked,

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

my throat as I scanned the crowd for my father, but when I finally spotted him, he was far on the other side of the banquet hall and appeared to be

to see none other than Kelly grinning up at me. She really seemed to go all out for this banquet with her hair and makeup, but what most struck me was that she was wearing an eerily 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 show off her flat stomach.

kiss on my cheek. “It’s been a little

I said. “Thank

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

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 I still had my hang ups about humans, although I had to admit that Moana was slowly breaking those

found you. Can we talk? I only

hall, taking one last glance over my shoulder at Moana. She stared after us with a combination of abandonment and jealousy on her face, and it admittedly made

through one of the doors that led to a small garden outside. Once we were outside and