His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 115: Fever

Edrick

As I drove Moana home from the hospital, I was too stunned by everything that had happened to even notice that I was holding her leg until we finally pulled up to the curb. I paused for a moment, my eyes searching Moana in the passenger seat as my heart pounded in my chest, before I finally pulled my hand away and got out of the car.

While we took the elevator up to the penthouse, however, I couldn’t help but want to be as close to her as possible. Knowing now that she was my mate, I didn’t want to let her out of sight for even a moment.

“Moana! Daddy!” Ella exclaimed as the elevator doors slid open. She practically leaped up off of the couch and flew to us. Moana, with tears streaming down her cheeks, crouched and pulled Ella into a tight hug. “I was so worried about you,” Ella cried into Moana’s shirt. “I cried and cried all day!”

“It’s okay, love,” Moana said. “I’m okay, and so is your daddy. He’s my hero.”

Ella smiled up at me then. At some point, I would have to tell her the story of how her big, strong dad saved Moana, but for now, I needed to make sure that Moana was okay. Not only that, but I felt my own temperature beginning to rise. I had begun to feel sick from the exhaustion in the hospital room, but somehow managed to hold myself together. Now, however, I felt like death.

And of course, the nanny noticed this when she looked up at me. So did Ella, but Moana quickly sent her away to be with Selina again, who was standing in the doorway with relief washed across her face and tears in her eyes.

“You look like hell,” Moana said, taking me by the arm. “You need to lie down.”

my bedroom. Even when she had just been through hell herself, she was still fully focused on others. I loved

my room, I watched as Moana scurried over to the bathroom. I heard the bathtub start to run, and

should get out of those wet clothes and take a hot bath,” she said, placing her hands on her

finished coughing. I gestured to her clothes, which were

go

went to scurry past me then, but suddenly, my own instinct took over and I stopped her. Our bodies were close as she slowly looked up at me. Even now, covered in dirt and mud, she looked beautiful. I wanted to kiss her so badly… But I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Not yet. I wasn’t sure if I

a step back and averting my gaze as I felt my face

to speak, but promptly shut it again and instead nodded. I watched then

wanted her badly now, more than ever. But I knew that

knew that I needed to listen to her, so I did as she asked. And when I was finished, I stepped back out into my room in my pajamas and saw her sitting on a chair next

however, I felt myself become weak. I staggered a bit where I stood, leaning against the

up and ran to my

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

holding my hand over my face as I tried to steady myself. “I’m fine,” I replied. “Don’t worry about me.

she led me over to my bed. She peeled the blankets back, then guided me onto the bed. I felt weak as the room spun around me; why now? When I only

the blankets up around me. I shut my eyes, trying to shut

almost sternly. “I’ll

to stop her, but it was too late. I heard the door open and close. As I laid there with my eyes shut, I felt horribly guilty for making her take care of me at a time like this… But at the same time, there was

yet, I still didn’t understand it. I had thought that she was human all