Chapter 26: Confessions of a Nanny
Moana

“Good morning.”

I jumped, clasping my hand over my heart and taking in a sharp breath as I slipped out of Edrick’s room, only to be immediately met with a familiar voice.

Ethan’s smiling face stared back at me. From one look at him, I knew that he knew that something was going on.

“Uh– I-It’s not how it looks like,” I stammered, looking around frantically with my back against the bedroom door in the hopes that no one else was watching.

Ethan merely chuckled. “Are you really an au pair?” he asked. I could sense a hint of humor behind his voice and it helped me relax just a tiny bit, but I still feared that I had ruined Ethan’s impression of me. I liked him as a person and desperately did not want him to think that I was just after his brother for money or s*x.

“I am, I swear,” I replied, grabbing Ethan’s arm without thinking and pulling him away from the door in case Edrick was awake and listening. “I’m not a mistress, or anything like that.”

it does sort of appear as though you

vehemently. “No, really,” I said, lowering my voice so that

again. “A sleeping

For some reason, my presence helps him sleep better than the pills and the alcohol, so he asked me to sign a contract to sleep with him

sounding a bit surprised. “Edrick has had sleeping problems since before Ella

why, but for some reason, it just works. He usually falls asleep as

brow. “How did you both

stand with his brother, so I merely shrugged. “We both nodded off in the living room

subject and turning

still wide. Ethan, noticing my absence by his side as he took the first step down, turned back to face me. “Don’t worry,” he said with a smile. “We’re

my head. What made it even worse was knowing that, should we be caught, it would ultimately somehow wind up being entirely my fault. I couldn’t be entirely sure that anyone,

with my duties and go downstairs to wake Ella up and give her breakfast. When I arrived downstairs,

entered the dining room, Ella, Ethan, and Verona were already seated at the table. This dining room was much smaller and more intimate than the massive banquet hall that we dined in the night before, with a quaint and round family-sized table in the center that was covered by a lace tablecloth and laden with a beautiful array of breakfast

waffles and… om–” She paused, chewing on the syllables

Verona said with a chuckle. “And it’s Belgian waffles. Not

face

approving look, then looked back down at Ella. She still had whipped cream on the side of her mouth, so I wiped it away with my thumb before it got smeared all over my silk pajamas and

even more copious amounts of waffle and syrup into her mouth, I pulled out the chair beside her. I went to lift the silver dome

you,” I said.

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