Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 94: Favorite Girls

Moana

A few days passed after that. I had a hard time getting over what Edrick said to me in my room that night: that he couldn’t stop thinking about me. Was that true? Why, then, did he try to sleep with another woman? If he really couldn’t stop thinking about me in the same way that I couldn’t stop thinking about him, why couldn’t we just admit our feelings to one another and be done with it? Even if we couldn’t be public with our relationship, part of me still wanted to see if we could make it work in a private setting.

Eventually, the day of the banquet came. While there was still a large part of me that just wanted to make an excuse to not go and hide in the penthouse instead, I knew that I had to be there for Ella.

On the morning of the banquet, I came out of my room to find that Selina had already prepared a large breakfast for Ella and me. Ella was already sitting at the table, happily shoveling pancakes into her mouth, while Selina poured my coffee for me.

“Wow,” I said as I approached, temporarily forgetting my anxiety about the banquet. “This is nice, Selina. Thank you.”

Selina nodded. “You’ve both got a long day ahead of you, so I wanted to make sure you have a good breakfast. Take a seat.”

I smiled and sat across from Ella. A plate of pancakes, bacon, and fresh fruit sat in front of me. Selina finished pouring my coffee, which I sipped gratefully before starting to dig into my breakfast.

“Now,” Selina said, wiping her hands on her apron and then retrieving her small datebook from her apron pocket, “let’s see…” She opened the datebook, slipping her glasses onto her nose and reading for a moment. “Ella, you’ll be getting your hair done at eleven… And Moana, you’ll have your own hair and makeup stylist coming at noon.”

My eyes widened just as I was about to take a bite of my pancake. I lowered the fork, furrowing my brow. “That must be a mistake,” I said with a chuckle. “I don’t have a stylist for these sorts of things.”

datebook back in her

help but wonder if he was just trying to butter me up by doing this, but I had to admit that there was a little part of me that secretly

according to him, his father could potentially do something to the baby this

her bath and got her ready for her appointment, which she wasn’t particularly excited for. Ella, however, was a

Tyrus. As he stepped out of the elevator, I was shocked by his impeccable style and perfect hair. He even wore a bit of gold eyeshadow that made

to me with a smile and holding

to meet you,”

seemingly already familiar with the man. Tyrus shook his

said with a smile, then looked back at me. “We’ve got

and I chatted while he trimmed and styled my hair and did my makeup. It was fascinating watching how expertly he curled and styled my hair, and how perfectly he did my makeup to give me a natural look while still having a bit of sophistication. He gave me a similar glittery gold eyeshadow to his own, which brought out the green in my eyes and the red in my hair in

up so I could see the back

ran my hands over my incredibly soft hair and leaned forward in my seat to look at the impeccable

from the doorway. Tyrus and I both looked up to see Ella standing there with her hair done as well and a big grin on her face. She ran up to

reaction, and Tyrus

elevator a few minutes later, “you did

a warm smile. “A friend