Page 61 of Nanny and the Bossy Billionaire

“I love this one,” I whisper to Abigail, who has still not remembered to close her mouth.

Abigail gives a hard nod.

“I strongly approve.”

“Thank you,” I tell her, smiling at her through the mirror.

She tells me honestly that it's a real pleasure.

“So, you can return the rest,” I say as we return to the bedroom.

“Return them?” She questions.

I nod. Abigail laughs.

“Mr. Vaughn paid for everything, Paislee. The gowns are all yours.”