His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 290

Chapter 290 Last Minute Plans

Ella

The forest’s lingering scent still clung to me as I made my way back home. My feet moved over the familiar asphalt path, my mind still replaying the events of the day.

The feeling of freedom and serenity from my hike, followed by the shock of the attempted mugging and then the mysterious young man’s timely intervention, made for an interesting concoction of experiences that day. I was a bit roughed up after the experience, but also intrigued.

As I returned to the hustle and bustle of the city, the familiar sounds were almost a relief after my experience in the quiet woods. I imagined Moana scolding me for not bringing my pepper spray, and my father having a full-blown mental breakdown over it.

It was things like these that I decided to keep from my parents. Not because I wanted to hide anything, but because I didn’t want them to worry. If they knew about half of the dangerous things I dealt with in this city, they would be at my doorstep in an instant, demanding me to come home.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, breaking my reverie. I fumbled for it, flipping it open to see Logan’s name on the display. I hesitated, but then swiped to answer anyway.

“Ella, Logan’s voice greeted, sounding unusually hesitant. “Did you see my note?”

I sighed, shifting my handbag to my other shoulder. “Yes, considering the fact that it was right out on my kitchen counter. It was a bit hard to miss.”

“Well?” he asked, somewhat expectantly. “Are you still mad at me?”

nearby, I could smell the fragrant aroma of a food truck, and I suddenly felt my stomach grumbling

I muttered, stepping out into the street

asked. “Because you certainly seemed mad when you bared your

encounter in the woods. “Okay, maybe I was a little mad,” I said. “Next time,

Genuinely remorseful. It was a little surprising. “Well, I’m sorry, Ella. Forgive

I nodded, forgetting

a small chuckle on the other

you called me on a Saturday afternoon?” I

of the phone. “Yes, actually,” he said. “Look, I don’t know how to break this to you, but there’s an event tonight. A restaurant owned by one

groaned. The previous event still lingered in my memory, a potent cocktail of awkwardness and tension and rude

voice held a touch of humor to it. “It won’t be like last time,

he added, “Maybe you

face I made, even though he couldn’t see it. Last night’s memories of the two of us dancing in my

on thin ice, Logan.” His chuckle deepened. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist. I swear, I only found out about the event

moment to process this. “You expect me to get

“I’ll make it up

already thinking about my wardrobe options for that evening. “But

his smile through the phone. “That’s a bit much to ask. You are

you

stern but unable to keep

“Yes?”

did have an enjoyable night with you.

a tense pause on his end. “Understood. See you

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