Imagine Babysitter Novels & Stories

I smiled, putting my purse back on the dresser, so I could wear my earrings, “I thought I was a princess.” “No, mummy. I'm a prince, so you can't be a princess,” He explained with all seriousness. “Daddy is a king, so you are a queen.” “You're so adorable,” I replied, before grabbing my purse again, and heading downstairs to the babysitter, Sophie, a college sophomore, who looked every bit as shy as I'd been at her age. I had encountered her on Peers, a tested and trusted website for babysitters and parents to connect.

"I can't wait to meet your mother. It must be exciting when our two mothers meet and they tell each other their great abilities." Without them realizing it, the two of them look familiar now even Baby no longer feels sad and chaotic because of a breakup with the boss. Benny is someone who can make Baby feel better in times of chaos like these. "I think someday we'll have to schedule a meeting between our two mothers and it will be really fun." Chatter Baby looks so excited when he imagines this. The elevator door opened and Baby said goodbye. The girl gave her number so they could communicate with each other.

Thinking it was Dylan, my heart beat doubled until I realized that he won't knock. I roughly breathe and went to the door to open it. My gaze turned sharp as I get to see who's behind the door. “What do you want?” “I prepared a breakfast.” I sarcastically laughed. “So, you're not just a bodyguard, you are also a maid?” He nodded. “A babysitter too.” I narrowed my eyes at him. “What?!” “He told me to babysit his wife because every so often, you act like a child.” I balled my fist and slammed the door on his face. I dropped my body on the bed and rested my arm against my forehead.

“Surprised?” She beamed. “Very!” “How's school?” “Fun!” She giggled and Julian laughed when she pinched his cheeks, the cameras are still flashing but Julian ignored them. The babysitter rushed towards them and bowed at him. “Mr. Fernandez.” “I'll take her from here, I'll take her home by five." He adjusted Faye on his arms with a broad smile then he turned to his daughter. “Want to watch movie with dad?”

"Why are you behaving like this? She will brush her teeth after the cartoon finishes." "You are the worst babysitter I've ever seen. You are spoiling my daughter." he accused me. "Me?" I scoffed. "I'm spoiling your daughter? Last time I checked, you don't want me to be harsh on her and let her do anything she wants and now, I'm the worst babysitter huh?" "Watch your tone." he warned and I rolled my eyes. "First of all, treat her as your daughter. Not like your workers. What would she do if your mood changes like a daily weather report? She's a small baby and you are a.. Beast!" I spat, emphasizing the last word.

I prayed it wasn't Ad— "Adam." Damnit. I stood abruptly on his bed, facing him with a mix of anger and anxiety. My heart raced in a panicked rhythm against my ribcage. "Hey, I don't need a babysitter! I'm twenty-one! I can take care of myself!" "You can take care of yourself? Really? Is that why you almost got into trouble the other night with some guy following you home?" I glared at him, frustration and defiance mingling in my expression. "Mom and Dad won't agree to this! Adam isn't even someone we know well. Why should he be watching over me?"

"Men, you are the best babysitter. I could imagine hiring your services in the nearest future." "Ha ha." I rolled my eyes. Taking the kids by their hands, I swiftly made my way out, ignoring the giggles behind me and making sure the two ladies could not spot the slight flush in my cheeks. *********** "Boy, I'm bored." Liv covered her mouth to stiffle a yawn.

She wanted to punt her out a window. “Sky,” he muttered, “Let’s just go home.” He stepped past her toward the door, stopping just inches from her shoulder. Close enough she felt the warmth radiating off him. Elisa gasped dramatically, like she’d just witnessed someone cancel Christmas. “Wait…hold on,” she squealed, rushing forward in her sparkly heels. “You’re leaving? Already?? Sky, that is literally so lame.” Sky’s head whipped around. “Excuse me?” Elisa folded her arms, hip popping out with Olympic-level smugness. “You just got here. And you’re gonna dip because your babysitter got a little messy?”

“Hello?” Ms. Monroe’s voice came through cold and sharp, with a dangerous calm that prickled against my nerves. “Are you seriously trying to kidnap our children?” I exhaled slowly, trying to hold my temper in check. “It’s not kidnapping. I’m babysitting. And frankly, this place doesn’t even qualify as a school,” I said, scanning the dismal classroom with disapproval.

I placed a finger on my lips. She got closer to me and whispered, “How was the date?” I had to pretend that I didn’t enjoy it, else she would keep asking about him, and eventually ask to see his pictures, I wasn’t ready for that drama. “He came with his child, can you imagine?” I replied. “Oops, but on the bright side, we know he’s a present father.” “Well, I didn’t sign up to be a babysitter,” I replied. Roberta looked disappointed in me,