His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 303 Swimming Lessons

Logan.

As the gentle hum of the evening pool party enveloped me, my eyes kept darting towards the entrance to the cabins, eagerly waiting for Ella. She had been gone for what felt like an eternity, leaving me with a strange concoction of excitement and nervousness.

There was no denying that she was something special, even if our ‘relationship’ wasn’t what people believed it to be.

“I think she’s softening toward you,” my wolf said. “I could feel it tonight.”

“That means nothing,” I said. “She may be softening, just like they all do. But the fact of the matter is this: she’s out of my league, and from an entirely different world. We’d never last.”

I felt my wolf growl inside of me, but it was true. As much as I was fascinated with Ella, we were just too different. She was a goodie-two- shoes, a princess from the light side. I grew up on the dark side, and no matter how badly I, too, wanted to end all of this Mafia business, I knew that it was unlikely to happen. You can’t teach an old dog new tricks.

As I took another sip of my drink, I suddenly felt a cold presence slide up next to me. It was a feeling I had come to associate with one person and one person only-Harry.

“So, brother,” he drawled in that irritatingly condescending tone of his. “How are things with the new girlfriend?”

was a hint of mockery in his tone, an insinuation that lingered

determined not to give him the satisfaction of

smug smirk stretched

to shatter it.

two are fated mates,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “But don’t flatter yourself thinking. you’ve got everyone fooled with this charade of yours. I can see right

harder than I cared to admit. The fact that our ‘relationship’ might be under scrutiny wasn’t something I had expected Harry and I had our differences, but he had a sharp instinct for sniffing out pretenses.

snapped, my face darkening. Harry leaned closer, his breath cold against my ear. “Maybe you

already striding away, his laughter echoing behind him, mingling with the noise of the party. I stood there, reeling from the confrontation. It was never easy with Harry. He always had

a deep breath, trying to shake off the uneasy feeling that had settled in my stomach. I knew Harry thrived on seeing others uncomfortable, and I refused to let him have

clear indication of how much she’d already come to mean to me, even in the

or anyone else believed it

away. The lingering tension from my conversation with Harry melted away. She looked unsure,

single movement of her hand,

utterly electric about the way Ella stood there, draped in moonlight, her bikini barely there. It was, in all honesty, a bit much for my self-control,

looking around nervously. “It’s

urging me to close the gap between us. But

a strain in my swim trunks. I

pool before she or anyone else could have a chance to see my arousal, sending a tidal wave

yelps and laughter filled the air,

I noticed Ella seated at the pool’s edge, her feet skimming the surface of the water. I swam over, grinning. “Why aren’t you

her lip. “I’m… not a great swimmer. Deep

water?” I asked teasingly, cocking my head to the side.