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.”

stuffed her datebook back in her pocket. “Mr. Morgan booked one for you,” she

hair and makeup stylist for me? He’d never done that before for either of the events we went to, and never even mentioned it. I couldn’t help but wonder if he was just trying to butter me up by doing this, but I

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

got her ready for her appointment, which she wasn’t particularly excited for. Ella, however, was a good girl as always and didn’t put up a fuss either, and was as polite as can be to the stylist when she

older, well-dressed man by the name of Tyrus. As he stepped out of

me

to meet

offer you some tea, Tyrus?” Selina asked, seemingly already familiar

a smile, then looked back at me.

me to my room, where he sat me down in front of my vanity and laid out his hair and makeup supplies. For the next three hours — yes, three — Tyrus 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

holding a mirror up so I could see the back of

as I ran my hands over my incredibly soft hair and leaned

hair done as well and a big grin on her face. She ran up to me and bounced

help but blush at Ella’s reaction, and

as I walked him back to the elevator a few minutes later, “you did a great

smile. “A friend of Edrick’s is