Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 62: Like Mother and Daughter

Edrick

I couldn’t believe my ears.

Moana was pregnant, just as I had suspected… but she was pregnant with my child.

At first, I didn’t want to believe her, but the pleading look on her face told me all I needed to know. I could tell that she was being truthful — there was no doubt about it. But at the same time, I couldn’t quite tell if she was being truthful about her original intentions. Was this really just an accident, or did she intend on getting pregnant with my child from the beginning?

I thought back to the night that we had our one night stand as I walked back to my room. I was drunk that night, so the memory was hazy, but I remembered how she seemed to be unable to resist me in the back of the car. When I took her up to the hotel room I’d booked for her, she had practically leaped on me and began kissing me all over.

Don’t get me wrong: I couldn’t resist her either, for some strange reason. I normally had very few issues when it came to women, especially human women. But that night, I remembered wanting her just as much as she wanted me. Still, I couldn’t help but wonder if she knew exactly what she was doing that night, and I wondered if her intentions were impure.

After she told me that she was pregnant, I knew that I couldn’t live with myself if I sent her away or disowned both her and the child. Beyond the fact that I was too responsible to be an absent father, regardless of how I felt about the mother, I also knew how much Ella loved Moana. Ella had forced every Nanny we tried to hire out of our lives, but she had a special connection with Moana that I didn’t have the heart to break. Ella was the light of my life, and I couldn’t bear to send Moana away if it meant seeing Ella sad.

simply didn’t believe in marriage. After what happened with my mother and father, and

wasn’t going to admit as well, I was excited about the prospect of having a

tiny — but her personality was big. Right from the start, she was a fiery little ball of energy. I remembered, when I first held her, how she scrunched up her tiny

it, I was over the moon to

my mother would treat the child just the same as she treated Ella, but my father was a different story. Even with Ella, he was cold and

telling how

…

I woke up with the urge to spend some time with my daughter. As I emerged into the living room, I

even playing quietly with her stuffed animals — but as

might have been with Moana, so I walked next door to

already cracked open when I approached. Figuring that they were already awake, I opened

still asleep, and

doorway and looked upon the scene in front of me. Sunlight was streaming in through the open window, casting a warm amber glow on Moana and my daughter. They slept so peacefully in each other’s arms

look even more red and fiery, and it illuminated the freckles that were dotted across her nose. The blanket was pulled down a bit, exposing her bare shoulders and shapely breasts in her nightgown. Her chest moved up and down