Alien Architect Needs a Nanny (Alien Nanny Agency 1)
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“Mimi, you know you’re super good at archery, right?” Dyrk asked her earnestly.
“I always get the most bullseyes,” she said, perking up.
“Well, I could get more,” Dyrk said.
Emilia fought the instinct to ask him why the hell he didn’t try. But instead, she decided to employ tenet number sixty-three: Use positive reinforcement.
“Hey, maybe whoever gets the most bullseyes next week gets to pick what we cook for dinner,” she said.
Both kids began yelling out dinner ideas and she felt another rush of satisfaction.
I can actually do this. They’re good kids, and we can figure this out together.
Suddenly, the laughter stopped.
She looked up to see that Ra’as Drayven was standing in the doorway.
Glowering at her.