Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 115: Fever

Edrick

As I drove Moana home from the hospital, I was too stunned by everything that had happened to even notice that I was holding her leg until we finally pulled up to the curb. I paused for a moment, my eyes searching Moana in the passenger seat as my heart pounded in my chest, before I finally pulled my hand away and got out of the car.

While we took the elevator up to the penthouse, however, I couldn’t help but want to be as close to her as possible. Knowing now that she was my mate, I didn’t want to let her out of sight for even a moment.

“Moana! Daddy!” Ella exclaimed as the elevator doors slid open. She practically leaped up off of the couch and flew to us. Moana, with tears streaming down her cheeks, crouched and pulled Ella into a tight hug. “I was so worried about you,” Ella cried into Moana’s shirt. “I cried and cried all day!”

“It’s okay, love,” Moana said. “I’m okay, and so is your daddy. He’s my hero.”

Ella smiled up at me then. At some point, I would have to tell her the story of how her big, strong dad saved Moana, but for now, I needed to make sure that Moana was okay. Not only that, but I felt my own temperature beginning to rise. I had begun to feel sick from the exhaustion in the hospital room, but somehow managed to hold myself together. Now, however, I felt like death.

And of course, the nanny noticed this when she looked up at me. So did Ella, but Moana quickly sent her away to be with Selina again, who was standing in the doorway with relief washed across her face and tears in her eyes.

“You look like hell,” Moana said, taking me by the arm. “You need to lie down.”

I shook my head, but Moana persisted and pulled me toward my bedroom. Even when she had just been through hell herself, she was still fully focused on others. I loved that selfless side of her, but at the same time it made me worried that she wouldn’t get enough rest of her own.

When we made it into my room, I watched as Moana scurried over to the bathroom. I heard the bathtub start to run, and when she reemerged, she stared intensely at my dirty clothes.

get out of those wet clothes and take a hot bath,” she

help but chuckle, but even chuckling sent me into a coughing fit. “Don’t you need to get clean, too?” I asked once I finished coughing. I gestured to her clothes, which were even more dirty and wet than mine. As I did so, Moana blushed and

go change and

she looked beautiful. I wanted to kiss her so badly… But I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Not yet. I wasn’t

my gaze as I felt my face go red. “You can use

shade of scarlet pink. She opened her mouth as if to speak, but promptly shut it again and instead

at all times… And I had to admit that I wanted her badly now, more than ever. But I knew that

her, so I did as she asked. And when I was finished, I stepped back out into my room in my pajamas and saw her sitting on a chair next to the bed. She had a worried look on her face, but I couldn’t get over the way that her red hair cascaded down over

felt myself become weak. I staggered a bit where I stood, leaning against the

suddenly jumped up and

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

my face as I tried to steady myself. “I’m

supported me while she led me over to my bed. She peeled the blankets back, then guided me onto the bed. I felt weak as the room spun around me; why now? When I only wanted to take care of Moana, why did it somehow turn out that she would

blankets up around me. I shut my eyes,

she replied, almost sternly.

late. I heard the door open and close. As I laid there with my eyes shut, I felt horribly guilty for making her take care of me at a time like this… But at the same time, there was something endearing about it. To think that this kind,

still didn’t understand it. I had thought that she was human all along. How could

bedside table. On it was a cup of tea, a thermometer, and a washcloth in a bowl of water. I watched