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.”

that it’s any of my business, but it does sort of appear

head vehemently. “No, really,” I said, lowering my voice so that no one else could hear. “Edrick and I

chuckled again.

helps him sleep better than the pills and the alcohol, so he asked me to sign a

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

He usually falls asleep as soon as I do

brow. “How did you both come to

heart sk*p; I couldn’t possibly admit to Ethan that I had already had a one night stand with his brother, so I merely shrugged. “We both nodded off in the living room one night,” I lied. Ethan still

on,” he said, changing the subject and turning to walk down the stairs. “Breakfast

walked away, my eyes 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 friends. Your secret’s

Edrick’s and my secret being discovered still loomed heavily above 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

arrived downstairs, however, she wasn’t in her room. I heard the sound of voices and silverware clattering, so I

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 foods.

and… om–” She paused, chewing on the

a chuckle. “And it’s Belgian

turning back to face me. “Will you eat

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

went to lift the silver dome that was covering my plate, but before I could, a servant scurried over and did it for me, revealing a steaming hot waffle with fruit on

you,” I said. “This

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