Day 9: Eloise at the Plaza
Pairing: Sir Wilkes/Nanny
"Nanny!" She turned to see Sir Wilkes hurrying over to where she and Eloise stood.
"Sir Wilkes! My, my, my, what a surprise!" He chuckled, somewhat out of breath from all his rushing.
"I'm full of them, so I'm told." He smiled at her rich, sweet laughter.
"Oh, Sir Wilkes!" She let out another small giggle before continuing. "Was there something you wanted?" she asked kindly.
"Oh, yes!" he cleared his throat. "You see, I wanted to thank you for the gift you gave me earlier," It took a moment for Nanny to remember what he was referring to. When she did, she gasped in surprise. The kiss. It had only been a tiny peck on his cheek, but it had also been packed with feelings and meaning.
Looking at him now, Nanny's heart began beating wildly. "He wouldn't, would he?" Nanny was sure she'd stopped breathing when he moved to stand in front of her.
"Willy..."she whispered.
"Merry Christmas, Nanny." he said before pressing his lips to hers. Her eyes fluttered shut as her arms wound themselves around his neck. His hands pulled her closer, forcing a small noise from the back of her throat. Oh my stars, stars, stars!
"YUCK!" Eloise's disgusted voice broke through the haze that had begun to cloud her mind. She and Sir Wilkes broke apart quickly, startled by the child's interruption. Nanny had nearly forgotten that they had company.
She smiled at Sir Wilkes, and slowly lowered her arms to rest at her sides. They took a step back from each other, both now turning pink in embarrassment.
"Are you planning on doing that all the time?" Eloise demanded, grabbing Nanny's hand.
"Eloise! Don't ask things like that!" Nanny reprimanded her, her cheeks going a shade darker.
"But it's gross, Nanny!" Nanny began to pull Eloise towards the elevator before she made a scene. She shot Sir Wilkes an apologetic look.
"She's tired, now. It's about time she was getting to bed, bed, bed!" She directed the last part to Eloise.
"It's alright, Nanny. Have a good night," he said with a tip of his hat. She smiled again.
"Good night, Sir Wilkes! And Happy Christmas! Again." she added with a giggle.
"Merry Christmas, my dear," he said, and walked off to find a good chair to sit in.