The year is 1982. Duran Duran tops the charts, the internet isn't a thing yet, and young Hilary Baxter is employed as an au pair halfway around the world. Her charge Hasiba happens to be a beautiful, exotic woman nearly her own age, and heir to the throne of her tiny island nation. Hilary's only job is to keep her out of trouble.<br><br>After some time on the local party circuit, Hilary discovers keeping Hasiba out of trouble may not be as easy as it first seemed. To make matters worse, Hilary finds herself falling in love with her charge, while all Hasiba seems to be interested is flirting with the eligible bachelors on the island.<br><br>Things come to a head one night when Hasiba's partying takes her too far. Hilary steps in with her own special set of rules -- and punishments -- to correct a situation that's gotten out of hand. But will Hasiba accept Hilary's new, sterner stance? How will an heir to the throne take to being disciplined? And will Hilary's feelings for Hasiba allow her to do what needs to be done?

Miss Baxter's Girls Book 5: Hilary the Au Pair

It was hot that evening, even with the top down on the 280ZX, so after our party clothes got tossed in the hamper, the night clothes stayed in the closet. Hasiba ended up curled on her side and yawning, while I ended up staring at the back of her neck, contemplating the gracefulness of her body. I moved a little closer and breathed her in. She still smelled of oranges. It was intoxicating.


I got as close to her as I could without touching her skin, my lips slightly parted, ready to pull her into my lungs once again. To my surprise, Hasiba rolled over, facing me, her tired eyes half open at best. She smiled. “My guardian angel,” she said. “Always watching over me.”


I felt my face flushing. “I thought you were asleep.”


Chapter 5