Babysitter Guild Novels & Stories

“It’s okay. You didn’t know better.” “And... if I may ask, what’s your relationship with Miss Wolfe?” I felt Xavier shift beside me, waiting. “I’m her newly hired babysitter. But up until now, we didn’t have a relationship.” The doctor hummed, scratching his beard awkwardly. “That makes things different.” “What do you mean?” Xavier asked, his tone sharper. “It’s just that your daughter is barely stable. We can’t risk triggering her emotionally, so it’s better to wait until she’s more stable.”

Her bright eyes stared at him and he was the one feeling embarrassed this time, " I had forgotten that with who you are and the lives you had lived, you did not get to do normal things I did. Watching you try new things and seeing the wonder in your eyes is one of the best things in this world. Now back to our discussion." Standing on her tiptoes, Katia kissed his chin and listed the next thing that she thought should be done before the older children could babysit the younger ones, "Everyone interested will need to take childcare classes and first aid, CPR, and AED training. Once they complete the required classes then they will have their information entered in the computer program, you ar

Slowly, her chest grew heavy as she remembered what her boss said earlier. “Secretary-slash-babysitter.” She wasn’t sure if he was joking, but the thought scared her. What if he really planned to treat her like a servant, giving her orders like a nanny? She closed her eyes and sighed deeply. If only she wasn’t so desperate, if only she didn’t need this job, she would have never accepted it. She would rather wash dishes at a small eatery than babysit an arrogant man who acted like a king. But what could she do? She couldn’t afford to be picky.

Aisen grumbled. "Aisen, you know I don't tolerate your stupid matters huh?" Grandma Amelia asked raising her eyebrows. "Whatever, why are you here?" Aisen asked. "I'm here with your babysitter, your new babysitter." Grandma Amelia answered. They chuckled. "Do we like look like we are small kids?" Jake chuckled. "Babysitter? Are you kidding me?" Liam asked. "If you're joking then sorry, not funny." Aisen rolled his eyes. "Shout up and I'm not joking, I will even prefer kids than you boys, and yes, you will have a babysitter and she is gonna start her work tomorrow, Leilah, Samantha, in, now." Grandma Amelia ordered and they both walked in.

"I cracked a tooth on that shit last year and had to get a crown. What we want are candy bars and sweet tarts. Love the sweet tarts. Drew and I eat those things until we get sores in our mouths." "Are the teenagers coming to the club party tonight?" Tyler asked as he got Addie situated. "Hell no, that's adults only." Liam shook his head. "But we have babysitters for the kids. A couple of Mandy's friends needed some extra cash. They're gonna watch them all night up at the house." "We trust 'em?" Tyler questioned. "Yeah, they're good kids. Most of them have moms that work at Wet Wanda's, so there is an affiliation there."

I inquire, attempting to keep the conversation on the lighter side. “Luanna is working at the burlesque club tonight, so Trey is on kid duty. Toni and I are lucky her parents adore their grandson and will take any chance to spend time with him.” I chuckle. “I have a feeling Gail and Dale will be the same way. Even my bio dad will be happy to pitch in for kid duty.” “Built in babysitters for the win.” Max raises his class with his amber liquid and raise my beer as we laugh, and enjoy the easy going fun of the evening.

|| Rachel || I rushed into the restaurant; I was late for work again. I’d had to wait for our neighbor’s daughter, Gabrielle, to get home from school so she could look after Fiona and Finn. Gabrielle was in her final year of high school and had asked me for the babysitting job herself. I’d agreed, mostly because I couldn’t afford much, and she hadn’t minded. She was trustworthy and gentle with the twins, which made the small pay feel fair for both of us.

But before I let myself fall asleep, I read his last reply. Brother R: Rest now, my baby sister. You'll get over with it. Don't worry, I'm here for you. Don't hesitate to call if you need some ears to listen you. I smiled and replied, Sure, bro. :)

There are cribs and changing stations lined against the walls with the middle of the floor covered in a brown fuzzy rug scattered with plushy pillows, blankets, books, and chew toys. I look at the other cubs around Graces age and my heart just melts. There’s one sleeping facedown with his little butt curled up to the air, another is on her belly crawling after some blocks. This would be great to have Grace hangout with some cubs her own age. “We’re only here for three weeks.” I say as though trying to convince myself this is pointless. “Then perhaps you would be interested in our babysitting program.” Archer offers and dammit, I am interested.

I asked, putting them on speaker and typing my order into the app. "No, it’s not. We have another client who needs nannying services, and I wanted to talk to you about that." "Okay, tell me about them," I asked, moving over to the app where I logged all my babysitting clients. It had become practically a full-time job for me and an entire program separate from our charitable office. "It’s a single father and his daughter," my mom said. "His schedule is a little erratic. He might need some more unusual hours. His name is Michael Lucarelli, and his daughter is Isabella. She’s very little, just learning to talk."