Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 127: Dinner For Two

Moana

Selina helped me put on the dress. It fit like a glove, and even showed off my growing belly a bit. As I stood in the mirror while Selina fixed up my hair, I couldn’t help but smile a bit while I looked at my belly in the dress.

Even though I didn’t particularly like the concept of not being in a real relationship and only being in a fake one, I was relieved to finally not have to hide my pregnancy. Now that everything was out in the open, I could finally enjoy the early stages of pregnancy when my belly was beginning to show the little life that was growing inside of me. Before, I had been nervous about what would happen when my belly was too big to hide anymore, but now I couldn’t wait. The thought of walking down the street with Ella’s hand in mine and my other hand on my big pregnant belly — once the paparazzi calmed down and it was safer to go out, of course — made me smile.

When Selina was finished with my hair, I headed downstairs to meet Edrick.

He was sitting at a small table by the window in the dining room when I arrived. The room was dark, aside from the light emanating from little candles that were scattered around, and he stood up as soon as he saw me.

For a few moments, Edrick just stood there and stared at me. Even in the darkness, I could see his eyes wandering my body, admiring the dress. It made me blush, but I didn’t mind. Having him look at me like that made me happy; I felt like the lady of the house, even though I wasn’t really.

Finally, Edrick tore his eyes away from my dress and cleared his throat. “Do you like the dress?” he asked.

I nodded, feeling my hands tremble a bit with nerves as I approached the table. “It’s perfect,” I said sheepishly as he pulled the chair out for me so I could sit. “Thank you.”

from me. “I was worried you wouldn’t like

what looked like wine. I was a bit confused at first as to why Edrick would give me

juice for you,” he

wouldn’t try to give me alcohol when I was pregnant, and I felt a bit silly for thinking that. He then lifted the covers off of our plates to reveal two decadent meals of what looked like lamb, fresh vegetables, and garnished with little sprigs of rosemary. My eyes widened at the beautiful meals, and finally I couldn’t contain

all of this for?” I asked. “This is so nice

of the mother of his child?” Edrick asked

but something told me that it wasn’t just him simply wanting to take care of me. All of this felt too romantic

at me. He seemed to be struggling to say something,

you won’t want to leave,” he said

this true? Did he

as I opened my mouth

in fact, the longer we sat and ate together, the more comfortable I became. If I tried hard enough, I could almost convince myself that we really were husband and wife having a romantic dinner together. And even though it might not have been the healthiest thing to tell myself, I

opened the set of French doors by the table, letting in the cool

said, taking his glass of wine and the wine bottle in one hand, then my glass

porch to a small sitting area. There were two chairs and a little side table there, which he set our drinks on and refilled our glasses. While he did that, I