A Nanny For The Professor

“I know you’re anticipating tonight,” he whispered. There was no mistaking the deviousness in his tone. “Just the two of us. Believe me, I am, too. Just wait, my beautiful fiancée, because I plan on making you the happiest woman on the planet.”

“In what way?” she asked him coyly.

“In every way.”

Camilla knew two things for sure. The first was that there was no way to misinterpret that. The second was that she couldn’t wait to do a little celebrating of her own with him. Just the two of them.