The kiss.

Okay, even if I want to go, where's the nanny? I can't leave my boys alone, at all." As if the nanny heard them talking about her, the doorbell rang.

"She's here already. dress up and let's go" Mary said as she walked out, with the aim to invite the nanny in.

"Oh, Gosh. One can't even have a peaceful night's rest with Mary." Emilia whispered to herself as she groaned badly.

"You and I know you should dress up, and don't think of doing anything funny" Mary yelled, with her voice echoing

Emilia, walked to her closet to pick a moderate outfit for the night, stomping her feet on the ground, also careful not to wake her boys, even if deep within her she wanted them to wake up and start crying so she can have an excuse to stay the night.

"We are going with either a black or white, or both" she muttered to herself, picking up an outfit for the night.

"Okay… This should do it!" She concluded by picking a white crop top, a black leather pants and a black jean jacket, after almost goin