Novel & Cerita Babysitting The Professor Son

, He spoke, and I stared at John, who seemed to be more in shock at the situation than I was. "Son, that's Liz, your babysitter! ", John said recovering and crouching down next to the boy, who didn't seem to understand what was going on. "No daddy, isn't she mommy?", Bryan asked confused, and I decided to jump in. "Hi Bryan, what's up, I'm Liz, I'm your new babysitter, I'm not mommy, but, I have a son who is almost your age, would you like to see a picture of him?", I asked crouching down next to him, and he nodded, so I took out my cell phone and showed him the screen shot.

I roll my eyes at his annoying attitude. "You go to the same school as me, right?" He says this in a nicer tone. "Yeah. I'm in your chemistry class." A smirk tugs at his lips. I narrow my eyes. "What?" "Nothing." He clears his throat and the handsome smirk disappears. "So, um, why exactly do you need a babysitter?" He rolls his eyes. "My mom found out I was doing drugs at a party. She doesn't trust me to stay home alone anymore, so she did this. It's part of my punishment."

Mr Gordon says and watches his son rolls his eyes absent-minded. “He’s 13, turning 14 in the next few weeks. He was a lovely boy” Mr Gordon says and he makes Melanie to wonder what he meant by ‘was’ Archie walks past them and his father pulls his back to himself with just a pull of his jacket. “I know you're not deaf you can hear me speaking. Even if you're deaf, you're not blind you can actually see me standing here with the babysitter I got for you by wasting my company's fund” Mr Gordon says with a raise of his eyebrow and Archie sighs tiredly.

I laugh. I’m not kidding about her and the professor. She is a freshman, but lives at home. He’s actually the teaching assistant, not professor, but they have a hot and heavy thing going on after just six weeks of school, but she acts all prim and proper. “Your sister is doing no such thing!” My father balks as he slams my door and rounds the car to the driver’s side at last. “At least she has direction and has chosen a major. What is your major this month?”

I stumbled back, blinking in surprise as my eyes focused on the last person I wanted to see right now. Rex. My ex. And standing right next to him, looking smug as ever, was his new girlfriend, the one Agnes had mentioned. The one whose father apparently owned half the city—including, it seemed, the school. “Well, well, well,” Rex said with a nasty grin, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked me up and down. “If it isn’t the professor.” I narrowed my eyes, trying to sidestep him, but he blocked my path. His girlfriend, a tall, elegant blonde who looked like she’d stepped out of a fashion magazine, let out a soft, fake laugh.

However, his parents were more concerned about who they saw rather than what they saw. "What is she doing here?" Tony demanded, vexed. Katty looked equally upset. Dante shifted his gaze to his dad. "She is Vincent's babysitter," Dante revealed, leaving them reeling with shock and disbelief. They exchanged a confused glance with each other before fixing their incredulous gaze on him, as if questioning his insanity. "Have you forgotten what she has done to you?" Katty asked, reminding him of the past. "That girl ran away with her boyfriend. She has no character. And you want that characterless girl to raise our grandchild," Tony fumed. Dante returned his glare with his own.

“This is Alpha Ashton. He’s incredibly inspirational. He’s the youngest Alpha and my father speaks highly of him. He has huge ambitions. I also found out recently that he’s caring for his ill mother, on top of being an incredible professor. I don’t know how he has time to sleep, honestly. But I find myself wanting to be like him. He might not be my biggest inspiration, but I am inspired by him. I’m honored to have him as my professor.” There was a long pause of silence as everyone processed what I had said, I was hoping I was convincing enough. Soon, the silence ended with a round of applause; some students even stood to give me a standing

“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.”

The child smiled up at him with bright eyes. The man froze, and Myra felt her heart squeeze. How would the little girl react when she disappeared suddenly after three months without any notice? How would she handle growing up without her father? At that moment she felt a sudden deep fury at the Professor. Why could he not just be good because of his daughter? He could get any woman his age. Why did it have to be his students when he knew it was unethical? She looked away as he hugged his daughter close, “I am so happy to hear that, darling.”

my mom's voice cut in, "Professor Logan has been waiting." I wasn't expecting my mum to be around, she usually comes back from work by 6pm. "I'm sorry, I uhm, I got carried away," I stuttered. I couldn't look at professor Logan for some reasons unknown to him. It just felt odd looking at him with my mom around. But one thing is for sure, there would be no sex today, even though I wanted it badly. The lessons started and professor Logan acted professional through out. My mom on the other hand, sat down on the couch, observing me.