His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 201: A Close Eye

Moana

By the end of the weekend, I was dying to get back to work. Since we decided not to leave the penthouse after all, I decided that it wouldn’t hurt any to return to teaching. Besides, Ella needed to go back to school as well, and since she didn’t remember the events of the night that we were kidnapped she was only getting more aggravated by the day. With each passing day, Ella was becoming more confused and agitated and I was feeling more stir crazy, which only led to increased flashbacks from the whole ordeal.

So, on Monday morning, I got dressed for work.

“Where are you going?” Edrick asked, looking up from his newspaper as I walked through the living room.

“I need to get back to work,” I said. “I can’t just use a substitute forever. Tomorrow, maybe Ella should go back to school as well.”

Edrick’s icy gray eyes widened. He threw his newspaper down and stood abruptly, shaking his head. “You can’t go. It’s dangerous.”

guard on the campus who watches everything. I’ll tell them about the

high to show that I wasn’t going to back down; despite what had happened almost two weeks prior, I wasn’t a

to see that I wasn’t backing down and he let out

I could say anything, Edrick rushed over to the foyer and began to slip his shoes on. I watched as he pulled two surgical masks out of his pocket, then held one out

to school. Darren is big and looks threatening. He’ll

wouldn’t give up on the bodyguard, nor was he likely to give up on most

staring silently at each other, Edrick seemed to relent a little

about this: can you just let one of the bodyguards drive you? They can just wait in the car and keep

for a moment, thinking. Edrick was right; it was still dangerous, and even if no one knew that I was the Golden Wolf yet and I wasn’t yet at risk of being hunted, the paparazzi were on another frenzy because of the news footage

I said. “I’ll let one of the

then walked up to me and kissed my forehead. I felt myself blush a bit; he had been a lot more physically affectionate ever since I marked him,

can go back to school,

hesitantly. “I’ll talk to her about it today,” he replied. Secretly, although I wasn’t going to pressure him, I hoped that he would also talk to her about what really happened, and what her mother was really like. I doubted that he would do it so soon, though. Part of me thought that he should set up counseling for her ahead of time, as that news would no doubt come as a major shock to her. She might even resent him for

to the chair in the warehouse suddenly and unexpectedly flashed through my mind, followed by images of Ethan holding the gun up to my face. I felt a