Being His Nanny (A New Adult Romance): Part 1 by Bentley Bella

Author:Bentley, Bella [Bentley, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: FireFly Lights
Published: 2014-12-03T08:00:00+00:00

“There you are! You scared the shit out of me, Chelsea! Whoa…and what are you wearing? Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?”

“Huh?” I rolled over in my bed pulling the down comforter close to me, curling up, feeling disoriented. It was night and the bright lights she abruptly turned on stung my eyes. What time was it? Was it morning? Did I miss my shift? I sat up and gasped. “What time is it?”

“Where did you get that dress? You look amazing in it! Relax. It’s night time.”

“Huh? Oh, this thing?”

The room spun. “I’m so thirsty.”

“Did you…have you been drinking? Did you land a gig as a high-end escort? Already?”

“No…that’s funny though. I wouldn’t even know what to do.”

“That is true. Come on, let’s have some tea. Have some cold water, too.”

I followed her into the living room. A fragrant candle was lit, and a fresh bouquet of peonies were happily perched in a white pitcher. Very rustic and lovely. “These are pretty. Did you buy these today?”

“Yes. Among others. Nothing like fancy things from London. And this small apartment needed some femininity to it. Oh, I bought you a new pillowcase, too. It’s on the table.”

“You shouldn’t have!”

“Yes, I know. But I also should. It’s satin, and it’s dainty and feminine, and you deserve a bit of luxury in your life. But now that I see you in that fancy dress, pray tell, dear friend. Who’d you meet today?”

“What time is it anyway? I’m so confused.”

She pointed to the digital clock but it was military time. 20:30

“I don’t have the brain power to figure that out.”

“It’s 8:30pm. 2:30am in America. Thirteen hours until our extensive begins. So, the dress? The shoes?” she said in excitement.

She handed me a mug of hot tea and poured me a glass of lemon water. I drank the icy beverage in four quick gulps. It was so refreshing.

“I met this man. Well, this dad whose daughter spilled a hot chocolate on my dress this morning at work. Well, he felt bad and then…well, I saw him again later in the day and he picked me up because he said I was going the wrong way, in the direction of a bad part of town. Oh, he picked me up in his limo.”

“His what?”

“Yeah…well, he was going to lunch and invited me. Well, hence the dress and shoes.”

“Did he ask you for sex?”

“No! Gosh! Not all men are like that.”

“Honey, yes they are. So is he your new sugar daddy?”

“No! Just a dad.”

“An old dad?”

“Actually…a hot dad.”

“A hot old dad?”

“A hot young dad. Twenty-seven.”

“What?! And he’s wealthy? Why on earth did you not get his number?”

“I don’t know. It all was happening so fast. And we went to this amazing restaurant. He ordered for me; we had wine. I had champagne. It was like a whole different world. It felt…fresh. Rich.”

“Well, if I didn’t see your dress and shoes, I maybe would have thought you made this all up. But I do believe you.

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