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

Mostly, she flitted about in her traditional, conservative, native style of dress. She would chat with someone her age here or friends of her parents there, never staying in one place to long, and never stopping to stand by my side. I sighed, and resigned myself to watching from the sidelines. It was after midnight before she pressed the keys to the 280ZX into my palm and asked me to sneak her out the back.


“I’m going upstairs to change,” she said. “Meet me around back.”


I did as she asked and when Hasiba came out, she was wearing a raincoat. Monsoon season was still a long way off, so I assumed she had found the courage to put on her slinky, shear frock. When she got closer, and I saw the collar around her neck, I couldn’t help but smile. All that work at turning her into a respectable young woman…right out the window tonight. I’ll be lucky to make it off the island in one piece once her parent catch wind of it.


Chapter 12