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?”

tone, an insinuation that lingered between the words. I clenched my glass tighter,

I replied curtly, determined not to give him

looking for trouble, darted briefly towards the cabins’ entrance. A smug smirk stretched across

on the glass threatening to shatter it. “She’s my fated mate,” I bit out. “You’ve no business assuming anything about

on my nerves. “I have no doubt you 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

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

of my business,” I snapped, my face darkening. Harry leaned closer, his breath cold against my ear. “Maybe you should make

striding away, his laughter echoing behind him, mingling with the noise of the party. I stood there, reeling

settled in my stomach. I knew Harry thrived on seeing others uncomfortable, and I refused to let him

of how much she’d already come to mean to me, even in the short time we had known each other. And while our relationship might

Harry or anyone else

Ella finally appeared, the sight of her took my breath away. The lingering tension from my conversation with Harry melted away. She looked unsure, almost vulnerable,

single movement of

the way Ella stood there, draped in moonlight, her bikini barely there. It was, in all

she asked, looking around nervously.

to close the gap between us. But

my swim trunks. I couldn’t let her or anyone else see the effect she

into the pool before she or anyone else could have a chance to see my arousal, sending a tidal wave of water crashing

surprised yelps and laughter filled the air, effectively drawing the attention away

seated at the pool’s edge,

looked away, biting her lip. “I’m… not a

I asked teasingly, cocking my head to the side.