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?”

‘girlfriend’ didn’t escape me. There was a hint of mockery in his tone, an insinuation that lingered between the words. I clenched my glass

to give him the

always looking for trouble, darted briefly towards the cabins’ entrance. A smug smirk stretched across his face. “Oh, really? Because from where I’m standing,

of anger, my grip on the glass threatening to shatter it.

nerves. “I have no doubt you two are fated mates,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “But don’t flatter yourself

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. It was unsettling to think that he might not be the only one

I snapped, my face darkening. Harry leaned closer, his breath cold against my ear.

noise of the party. I stood there, reeling from

in my stomach. I knew Harry thrived on seeing others uncomfortable, and I refused to let him have that satisfaction. I decided to focus on the reason

hoping to see her emerge. My impatience was a clear indication 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 have started under unconventional circumstances, the connection I

anyone else believed it didn’t

of her took my breath away. The lingering tension from my conversation with Harry

of her hand, the towel

there. It was, in all honesty, a bit much for my self-control, and I felt a rush of

looking around nervously. “It’s ridiculous, isn’t

me to close the gap between us. But I couldn’t. I knew that Ella would just

I couldn’t let her or anyone else see the effect she was

and excitement, I vaulted into the pool before she or anyone else could have a chance to see my arousal, sending a tidal wave of

surprised yelps and laughter filled the air, effectively drawing the attention away from my little…

jump subsided, I noticed Ella seated at the pool’s edge,

away, biting her lip. “I’m… not a great swimmer. Deep water makes me

Princess is afraid of water?” I asked teasingly,