Navigating a romance with a gorgeous guy from the penthouse while cleaning up toddler vomit and dodging the piercing glare of Mrs. X was a masterclass in comedy and chaos. Caleb was sweet, grounded, and fiercely protective of me, often pulling me away for late-night walks in the park just to let me vent about the absurdities of my day. But the bubble had to burst eventually.
"No," I said, standing up straight, feeling a wave of calm wash over me. "I am the only person in this apartment who actually looks at your son. He doesn't need another French tutor, Mrs. X. He needs you." I was fired on the spot. DiГЎrio de uma Nanny ComГ©dia, Drama, Romance 200...
And just like that, I was initiated into the bizarre, high-stakes world of the Manhattan elite. Navigating a romance with a gorgeous guy from
Grayer was the casualty of their ambition. He was a lonely little boy drowning in a sea of French lessons, swimming practice, and masterclasses for toddlers, starving for someone to just sit on the floor and play with him. But the bubble had to burst eventually
He lived in the penthouse of the X's building. His real name was Caleb, but in my head, he was the embodiment of every Ivy League crush I’d ever dreamed of. He was tall, had messy brown hair, and possessed a smile that made me forget my own name.
"Well," he said, taking my hand and pulling me close. "You've successfully navigated the wildest jungle in Manhattan. I'd say you're ready for anything."
Caleb smiled, stepping forward and handing me a cup. "I heard what happened. You did the right thing."