"Matt, what the hell are you doing here?" I asked glaring a Matt who decided to show up at my apartment door at such an ungodly hour.

"Why aren't you ready? It's like 8AM." He checked his watch before stating me up and down. I was still in my pajama shorts and tank top. While he looked all business ready in a black suit and white dress shirt but this time with no tie. Sue me if I'm not a morning person.

"What am I supposed to be ready for and how did you know where I lived?"

"Brandon needs you and Kingston in his office and I know people that know where you live." He shrugged, stepping around me so he could walk into my apartment.

I shut the door behind us and turned to glare at him. I certainly did not invite him into my apartment. He just takes a seat on my green couch and winks at me like he owns the place. I roll my eyes and walk past him and into the kitchen.

"Do you want coffee?" I ask.

"No thank you. I've already had my fair share this morning."

"Suit yourself." I shrug, proceeding to make my own coffee. "Why do I need to be with Kingston in Brandon's office?"

"Well you see, Friday and Sunday's are Brandon's and Kingston's days to spend together." He said making gestures with his hands. "And since Brandon's usually working, he just lets Kingston tag along."

I purse my lips into a tight line and slightly nod. "Okay, what time do I need to be there?"

"In about and hour. I can give you a lift if you want."

"Thanks Matt." I say cupping my mug in my hand. I make my way over to the living room and sit next to him. "Are you Brandon's secretary?"

He blinked and stared at me as if I were joking. I then shook my head which lead to him bursting out in laughter. I don't get what's so funny. It was just a simple question. Plus, he doesn't look like secretary material.

"You think I'm the secretary?" He asked touch his hand to his chest, wheezing slightly.

"Well yeah. Sarah, the receptionist, said that his secretary will come get me and then you showed up so I assumed you were his secretary." I explain, pausing to take a sip of my coffee.

"I'm his best friend and I run my own business." He stated. "I don't have time to be a secretary."

"Do you have any kids?" I blurted by mistake.

"Me?" He asks pointing to himself.

"No Matt. The damn wall." I roll my eyes. Sarcasm at its highest point. "Of course I mean you."

"No I don't have kids." He paused pouting his lips. "At least I think I don't have any kids."

"Ew. You're such a man whore."

"You hurt my feelings."

"Are you even capable of any?"

"Damn that was good." He laughed and nodded in approval. "Now get your ass ready. We've got to leave soon.

I set my mug down and proceeded to my room. I only stopped in my tracks when I heard Matt call for me.

"Yes?" I shouted back, poking my head out of my room fort.

"Your coffee smells really good." He said. "Do you mind if I make myself some?"

"No, just go ahead." And with that I dashed into my room.

I finished showering after about ten minutes. I had already set my outfit out the previous night. I chose a long sleeve crop top with 3/4 jeans. I was feeling the really young nanny vibe so I played it down with black yeezy's. I looked much more of the teenager I am than the business mode I was sporting yesterday. It took me at least thirty minutes to perfect my make up and as for my hair I just wore it in a messy bun.

Today is the day I moved in with the Kent's and officially became Kings nanny. My bags were stacked nearly in a corner. I made sure to pack lightly and only the things I needed. After all it's not like I'm selling out my apartment. Amy assured me over text yesterday that she would send her driver to come pick up my stuff. I just needed to focus on King for the day.

After I was done I jogged downstairs to find Matt shouting at my television.

"No! Stiles I will murder you if you go with Malia. You're meant to be with Lydia."

"Teen wolf?" I ask. He nods. "You know, I like Lydia with Parrish."

Matt brings his hand up to his mouth and gasps. "Oh my god, I didn't think of that. Lydia should be with Parrish and Stiles can be with Malia. I really hope Jackson comes back in season six."

I shook my head. "If he doesn't come back then I hope Issac does. Or Derek. Or the Alpha twins."

"Didn't one of the twins die though?"

"Oh yeah." I bit my lip. "I'm rooting for Theo, Derek, Isaac and Deucalion to come back. Allison can stay dead, she was a total bitch, they should keep Kira."

He shook his head pursing his lips. "But imagine the drama between Kira and Allison if she comes back. Plus, Theo should stay with the Skinwalkers, he was a dick anyways."

I pouted. "Theo's my baby. I love him."

Matt just rolled his eyes, chuckling a bit. "Whatever. Let's just get going before we're late."

I nodded in agreement. This is going to be one hell of a day.

*_*_*_*

"Shelly!"

"King!"

I embrace the little beaming four year old in my arms. It's amazing how you can get attached to someone with such little amount of time. King pulled way from the hug to attempt to put something in my face. It was a piece of paper folded in half. I eyed the boy curiously while he gave me a cheeky grin as if to say 'open it'. I let my grip on his tiny body fall as I unfolded the card.

"Aw thank you so much King!" I gush at the little drawing he made of the both of us. Under the drawing was his scrawny hand writing, I think it read: 'Welcome Nanny Shelly. I won't cause you any trouble'.

"My daddy helped me make it." The starry-eyed boy said.

I raise my eyebrows at him. I then got up from my knees and went over to Brandon and Matt who were chatting away on the couch while watching a soccer match.

"Daddy." King shouted, zooming past me. He jumped on his father's lap and started squirming when Brandon attempted to tickle him. "I-showed-Shelly-" He paused in between tickles, "Shelly-card."

Brandon stopped tickling him and looked up at me. "He gave you the card?"

"Yeah." I nodded. "Thank you, by the way."

"No problem." Brandon said giving me a tight smile. I can tell he wants to talk to me. He can give a lot away with his curiosity filled gorgeous hazel eyes.

Gorgeous?

Snap out of it Michelle. You can't be fangirling over your boss' husband.

I shook my thoughts off and went to seat by Matt's side.

"Red." He smiles, putting his arm over my shoulder.

"You're never going to let that go, are you?" I ask.

"Nope. I'm forever going to cherish the moment when we looked like a couple."

"A couple what?" King asked, still seating on his fathers lap. I notice Brandon tense at his best friends side. He kept his hand still at his sons waist.

"Chickens." Matt said to the four year old. "When we looked like a couple chickens."

Damn that was a smooth save. Even for Matt.

Brandon cleared his throat and stood up from the couch. "If you'll excuse me, I have to head back to work." He looked me straight in the eye. "I'd like to have King with me if you don't mind Michelle."

I shook my head, standing up from the couch. After all I came here to work not play couple with Matt. "I'll come with you so I can keep an eye out for King."

He looked past me and smiled. "Okay, we'll see you later Matt."

I nodded and smiled towards Matt, he shot me a wink when Brandon wasn't looking and turned back to the TV. I followed behind Brandon as we went up to his office, with King holding my hand. Today's going to be...a long day.

~*~*~*~*~*

Thanks for reading!

Photo above is King.

Xoxo
Daniella.