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?”

around me, the sound of cars and people filled my senses. Somewhere nearby, I could smell the fragrant aroma

Logan,” I muttered, stepping out into the street along with a group of other pedestrians

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

a bit at the mention, thinking back on. my encounter in the woods. “Okay, maybe I was a little mad,” I said. “Next time, when I

sounded remorseful. Genuinely remorseful. It was

his rueful voice made me soften a bit. As I stepped into line for that food truck, I nodded, forgetting momentarily that he couldn’t see me from the other end of the phone. “I forgive you,”

chuckle on

why you called me on a Saturday afternoon?” I asked, handing the vendor my cash in exchange for a steaming hot

on the other end 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 of my father’s business partners. You and

lingered in my memory, a potent cocktail of awkwardness and

a touch of humor to it. “It won’t be like last time, promise. There’ll be live music, dancing…

could almost hear the smirk in his voice when he added, “Maybe you can grace everyone with those incredible

two of us dancing in my living room made me cringe, although I couldn’t deny the red tint that came to my

“Sorry, I couldn’t resist. I swear, I only found out about the event this morning. Hence

get ready for a major event

softened. “I’ll make it up to you.

around a mouthful of empanada, already thinking about my wardrobe options for that evening. “But in exchange, I fully expect a free pass out

a bit much to ask. You are supposed to be my

“I was just joking. I’ll see you later.”

trying to sound stern but unable to keep the hint of a smile from

“Yes?”

did have an enjoyable night with

pause on his end. “Understood. See you

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