Page 130 of The Baby Twist
“Yes. The moment I met Miles, I knew he was the one.” She leaned over and kissed my lips.
My uncle stared at me, shaking his head. “I knew you’d do something like this, but I didn’t think it would happen so quickly. How much is he paying you, young lady? And who the hell just meets someone and marries them a few days later? I’ll tell you who. A gold digger.” He pointed at Stella.
“You will not disrespect my wife, Uncle Ben. She is a part of this family now.”
“You won’t make it a year,” he said, picking up his drink.
“I appreciate your confidence, Uncle Ben. Now, let’s have a nice dinner.” I smiled, opening the menu.
Stella
I was uncomfortable, to say the least. Suddenly, I heard someone yell my name. Glancing over, I saw Austin and Jenna running toward me. I stood from my chair.
“Hey, you two.” I smiled, hugging them.
“Stella?” Mr. and Mrs. Kensington approached me. “What are you doing here?” he asked.
“We miss you so much, Stella.” Jenna pouted.
“Miles.” Mr. Kensington extended his hand.
“It’s good to see you, Brandon. Nadine, you look as lovely as ever.”
“Is she with you?” Mrs. Kensington asked.
“I am, Nadine.” I stared at her.
“Stella is my wife. We were recently married,” Miles spoke.
“Excuse me?” Mr. Kensington asked. “I don’t?—”
“I didn’t realize you two were dating,” Mrs. Kensington said.
“We met in Vegas, and it was love at first sight.” A smile crossed my lips.
“Please come back to us,” Austin whined. “We hate our new nanny.”
“Austin, that’s enough,” Mrs. Kensington scolded him.
“Congratulations to the both of you,” Mr. Kensington said. “Come on, children. We must go back to our table.”
“No!” Jenna shouted, hugging me tightly. “I want to stay with Stella.”
“Me too!” Austin shouted, causing a scene in the restaurant.
“Listen to me.” I knelt in front of them. “I miss both of you so much, but I have to focus on my schooling now. Remember how I told you I was taking classes to become a doctor?”
They both nodded as their sad eyes stared into mine.
“I need to go to school full-time so I can make that happen. Just like the two of you go to school.”
“It’s not fair. We don’t like our new nanny,” Jenna whined.
“That is enough, Jenna!” Mrs. Kensington spoke sternly. “Let’s go.”
I gave the children another hug and watched them head to their table. Sitting in my chair, I sighed and picked up my Cosmopolitan.
“You were the Kensington’s nanny?” Uncle Ben asked.
