His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 308 Workatolic

Logan.

The morning light filtering through the porthole was far too harsh for the tenderness of the moment.

I was drawn from my slumber not only by the bright sun peeking in through the window, but also by the sensation of movement beside me. Blinking against the invading light, I saw Ella pull away from our embrace. She was already up and looking for her clothes.

As the morning sun painted the room in soft golds, I pretended to be still lost in sleep, though my attention was entirely on Ella. I watched her silently move about the room, engrossed in her thoughts.

The oversized t-shirt she wore-one of mine- hung loosely on her, reaching mid-thigh and billowing gently as she moved. The contrast between the starkness of the shirt and her delicate frame was strangely endearing. Stray strands of her almost white hair cascaded over her shoulders, adding a touch of unruly elegance to her appearance.

It was a side of Ella I rarely saw-vulnerable, natural, utterly beautiful. The corners of my mouth turned up in a soft, secret smile, my heart swelling with a tenderness I couldn’t name.

“Ella?” I finally murmured, my voice husky from sleep. She didn’t meet my gaze. “I want to go home,” she declared simply.

I sat up, rubbing my temples. “What’s the rush?” I asked. “It sounds like we just made it back to the docks.”

She paused, holding her dress from the night before in her hand. “I just… I need to go home after all of that,” she said. “I’m ready.”

Taking in her slightly haggard appearance and the tension evident in her shoulders, I simply nodded and began to get up. “Alright, if that’s what you want.”

standing by, smirking. He took in Ella’s agitated state as we approached, then glanced at me. “Quite

hoping that he didn’t know about Ella’s escapades the night before. “The boat didn’t provide her with the best

slept a wink,” he said. Ella swallowed knowingly. “It wasn’t all that

guess some people are just more sensitive… Anyway, care for breakfast

head. I could feel her becoming more and more tense by the moment beside me, almost instinctively sidling a little closer to me. “I don’t think my stomach

said nothing. “Well,

the way that her steps were quick and the way she clutched her purse, containing the pistol,

to stop. Ella shot me a worried look, but I waved her on to keep going. Harry and I both watched as she

that had nothing to do with

woman under control,” he murmured. “We can’t have her sneaking around. Not unless she wants to end up like the guy I had to take care

knew that he was at least mostly serious. I shot him a sharp look, willing him to keep his mouth shut. “It won’t happen again,” I said, trying

with casual menace. “Just

from my brother’s grip, I nodded solemnly and smoothed down my shirt. “Of course,” I said. “I’ll

the fake genial expression it had before.

the docks. “What was all that

my head. “Nothing,” I lied. “Let’s just get you home.” The drive back was charged with tension, the

I trailed off, not wanting to finish the thought. Harry’s words of warning kept whirling around my

get it,

“It was almost suicide. Next time

Ella hissed, her tone lowering defensively. “There won’t be a