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

And the more I slipped into a funk over all this change, the more independent Hasiba grew. It was as if our lovemaking was the catalyst to set Hasiba, the young socialite, on fire. Soon, I was hanging back at home while she jumped in the 280ZX and roared off to yet another party. As her au pair, I should have been chaperoning her, but I couldn’t bear it. I couldn’t watch her dancing with another young man, wondering if he’d be the one to steal her heart and whisk her away


And then, one hot August night, I was in my room reading when I heard the unmistakable sound of the 280ZX returning. It was much earlier than usual, and that in itself had my curiosity piqued. I set down my book and put on a robe and pair of slippers. I made it only half way down the stairs when I met Hasiba coming up. Her face was streaked with tears and her dress was torn along the left side. I held my hand out to her and she collapsed in my arms, sobbing.


Chapter 7