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.”

not that it’s any of my business, but it does sort of appear as though you might be,” he

voice so that no one else could hear. “Edrick and

again. “A

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

has had sleeping problems since

usually falls asleep as soon as I do and

“How did you both

night stand with his brother, so I merely shrugged.

turning to walk

firmly planted in my spot as he walked away, my eyes still wide. Ethan, noticing my absence by his side as he took

allay my fears for the moment, although the lingering possibility of 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 be entirely

duties and go downstairs to wake Ella up and give her breakfast. When I arrived downstairs, however, she wasn’t in her room. I heard the sound of voices and silverware clattering, so I

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 foods. Ella,

is Bell-jam waffles and… om–” She paused, chewing on the syllables on her tongue, before giving up and turning to look at her grandmother

fromage,” Verona said with a chuckle. “And it’s Belgian

face me. “Will you

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 nodded.

pulled out the chair beside her. I went to lift the silver dome that was covering my plate, but before I could,

I said. “This looks

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