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After that, they walked away, leaving me and the children alone. “Why did it have to be like that.” I sighed and made my way to the sofa. Well at least . . . Sir Jaxon doesn't have a dirty mind. Just a professional kind boss. Smiling at myself, I skipped my way to the cute children who looked tired from playing. “Ma . . . ma.” They reached out to me with such sleepy eyes. I gently pat their heads and laid down for them to use my arm as a pillow. Because the pillows here were too big for them to use.

My former colleague. "Really? I think the twins recommended me." I replied. "I can't believe that those mischievous twins came from the Ladon Family. " Julie said. I saw someone approaching the twins and handing some paper. "Excuse, what did you give to the twins?" I asked the lady. "I am Jessie, babysitter of this kid named Ruth. We gave an invitation to the twins for Ruth's 6th birthday." Jessie explains. "Thank you for the invitation. I will send the message to the guardian of the twins. I am Raia, the babysitter of the twins." I replied and introduced myself to Jessie.

" She hands me a gift bag after lifting it off of one of the counters. One of those neat-looking pencil packs and a notepad are included. "Zeke noted that you have a talent for drawing. I believed you could benefit from some quality tools." "Wow, many thanks. Really, you didn't have to" "It's the least I could do for all the babysitting you did for me, so please, oh please. Zeke can be a challenge."

They didn’t tell me exactly why they wanted to see me, just that I should present myself at the administration office. As I crossed the pediatric hallway, something unexpected happened. I stumbled upon a little blonde girl with green eyes; her face was pale, and she seemed to have difficulty breathing. I reacted instinctively and grabbed her arms before she could fall to the ground.

Vanessa sat at the chair she'd stood up from earlier and faced him, her chest heaving up and down. "Relax. I won't charge you for the damages you caused to the book and sitting on my chair without my permission, lady." Jack 'reasssured' her and then took out a document from on of the drawers in the table closest to him. He threw it towards Vanessa who caught it and opened the first page to read its content. It was the contract document that she'd need to sign before becoming the official babysitter/ mommy for Lisa. She started to read carefully and frowned at the contents.

I hear the bell on the front door, but I just focus on my breathing. A pretty girl with a baby strides in like she owns the place. In a way she does, I guess. Oscar's sister is beautiful, and she's carrying the baby like she was born to do it. The baby is chewing on his fist. I wonder if he is hungry. I don't know much about babies. I used to babysit when I was a teenager to make extra money, but I had never watched a baby this young before.

The nursery looked good, though, slowly transforming into a peaceful space. While the paint dried, Diana arrived with an armful of books. “Luna pregnancy guides,” she explained, stacking them on the floor. “Werewolf child development. What to expect when your baby might have supernatural abilities. Light reading.” I looked at the stack, feeling slightly overwhelmed. “There's a lot to learn, huh?” “You'll be fine. Just take it one chapter at a time.” That evening over dinner, Marcus started telling embarrassing stories of Christian that he told him.

The house was quiet; the nanny had already finished and left, leaving just me and the children. Later that evening, after dinner, I sat with the kids in their room. I picked up one of their storybooks. “Storytime!” Caleb clapped his hands, bouncing on the bed. “Alright, let’s see what we have tonight…” I opened the book. The pages showed colorful drawings of a family of three camping outside under the stars. I cleared my throat and began to read:

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.