His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 34: The Exhibit
Moana

I couldn’t bring myself to avoid Ethan’s exhibit after he had asked me to go so many times. So, after putting Ella to bed, I went to Selina with my hand on my stomach and a frown on my face.

“I’m afraid I might have contracted food poisoning,” I said, feigning illness. “Can you keep an eye on things if Ella wakes up? I’m going to go to urgent care.”

Selina frowned, looking at her watch. “Do you need a driver?” she asked.

I vehemently shook my head. “No. It’s okay. I’ll call a cab.”

“Well… Alright,” she said, pursing her lips. “Be careful.”

After that, I put on a simple dress that could pass for urgent care attire if anyone were to question me, and flagged down a cab outside of the penthouse.

Just as I suspected, the art gallery was packed to the brim when I arrived. As I got out of the cab, I felt a lump rise in my throat; all of the other patrons seemed to be dressed lavishly, which made me feel incredibly out of place.

There was a line with a bouncer to get in. I stood in line, patiently waiting my turn.

“Name?” the bouncer said, eyeing me up and down suspiciously as I walked up to him.

“Moana Fowler,” I replied.

list for a painstakingly long moment. “You’re not on the list,” he said. His voice was

clutching my

Quit wasting my time and get out of here. You can come back to view the art tomorrow, when it’s open

a familiar voice said from behind the bouncer, “I did

murmurs making their way through the line of people waiting. The

about that,” Ethan said, guiding me in through the foyer with his hand on my back. “He’s just doing his job. These art

replied meekly as I looked around at all of the

networking with a few of the patrons here, but feel free to take a look around. And have a glass of champagne, too.” He reached out, taking a glass of champagne off of a

and nodded, watching as Ethan disappeared into the

breath and a sip of the champagne for courage, I made my way into the gallery so I could get a better look at the

more amazing now beneath the gallery lighting. A jazz quartet played lively music from a small stage at the back of the gallery, creating an atmosphere that almost made the artwork come

in my hand as I closely studied each and every piece of artwork. Each piece seemed to fit into a similar theme, which

eye, however. It was small, tucked away in a corner of the gallery, and no one else seemed to notice it; but I did. I felt entranced by the depiction of a young boy, staring out at the viewer from a black void. His face was sad, but there was also

Ethan’s voice suddenly said from behind me, breaking me out of my trance. I jumped a bit at the sound of his voice, not realizing that I had been standing in front of the painting

flush.

replied. “I haven’t given it a

silence before Ethan spoke. “Did you remember to

bit nervously as I reached into my purse and pulled out a

I had been working on in my bedroom the

he finally said after a few moments, “this is stunning. You didn’t mention that you

red at the famous

real talent. You should try to tap