His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 158: Plein Air Painting

Edrick

As soon as I saw the hurt expression on Moana’s face, I knew that I messed up by taking her tooth. Obviously I still couldn’t tell her about the Golden Wolf, but I realized that maybe I should have asked if I could take her tooth ahead of time; I could have simply told her that I wanted to take it to have some tests done, or anything to not make her panic. She clearly had been frantically searching for the tooth when I came home, and I instantly felt like a jerk for making her feel that way.

Even though Moana said that it was okay, and simply told me not to do that again, she was distant for the next couple of days. I noticed that she was being much more quiet than usual, and whenever she came to bed at night she would simply lay down and turn away from me. Maybe a combination of taking the tooth, getting upset with her over what happened with her ex-boyfriend, and not being there when she woke up for two days in a row made her feel upset.

So, I decided to make it up to her.

One morning, Moana was busy giving Ella a bath when I found Selina in the kitchen preparing breakfast.

“Selina,” I said, walking into the kitchen and pouring myself a cup of coffee, “can you help me with something?”

she

It was a bit embarrassing to admit that I needed to find a nice way to make things up

I really hurt Moana’s feelings lately,” I said. “I want to make it up to her, but I don’t

shrugged and returned to stirring the bowl of fruit salad. “She doesn’t complain much,” she replied. “But she has been a little cooped up since the media attention started. On Saturday, Ella begged her to go out

slowly, considering what Selina had said. Maybe I needed to find something that Moana, Ella, and I could do as a family. Summer would be ending soon, and it wouldn’t be long after that before winter came and we would

to drink my morning coffee, I opened the newspaper and started to read it front to back, just as I always did every morning. I rarely paid any attention to the advertisements, however. At least, that was until something suddenly caught my eye as

an advertisement for an outdoor art class. It was called “plein air painting”, which meant that students would be painting landscape scenes out in the fresh air. And, it was family friendly. I remembered that Moana had brought her plein air easel to paint at the mountain estate, but that she had never been able to get any painting done due to the fact that we had to leave so suddenly. Moana loved

also thought back to the day that we painted at the orphanage. Even though Moana’s lesson that day was geared toward children, I had still had a lot of fun that day. It made me want to try painting some more, and so I decided to

at the table, “do you have to work

“I do, Princess.

an exasperated, almost theatrical sigh. Meanwhile, Moana poured syrup onto Ella’s pancake and tucked a napkin into the front of Ella’s shirt without a word before sitting down next to her. The entire time, Moana didn’t so much as look in

have some playtime,” Ella finally said. “Playtime outside of the house. It’s stuffy in

the plein air class would be good for everyone, but I decided not to say anything right away.

the next, so I decided to give a little hint to

work the day after tomorrow,” I said with a smile. “Then, maybe all three of

gasped. “Really?” she

say anything, but I caught her quickly glancing up at me with wide, sparkling eyes; that was all the confirmation I needed. I knew