Page 111 of Havoc's Fox

“Did you tell her thank you?” Harley asked.

“I think she knew I appreciated her help. But I’ll tell her later, just to be sure,” Havoc said.

“No, not Aunt Tempest. The mean lady.”

“The mean lady? Why would I thank her?” Havoc asked, thoroughly confused.

“Analise said that we should say a thank you whenever we think of her because without her, I couldn’t be here. She had me so you could have me. And if she didn’t, I wouldn’t be here, so we will always only think good things when we think of her. She’s angry all the time but it’s not our fault so we won’t let her make us angry. We’ll just be thankful that she gave me to you. So, we should tell her thank you and then forget all about her.”

Havoc smiled at Harley and hugged her again. “And Analise is exactly right.”

“So you told her thank you?” Harley pressed.

“Oh, she knew exactly how I felt when she left,” Havoc promised.

Emmalyn, who’d been standing outside the bathroom, popped her head in with her cell phone in her hand. “Brandt wants to talk to you.”

They all turned to look at her, but she gave the phone to Havoc.

“Hey,” Havoc said.

“Hey. Sorry for the call, but you got your mind on lock down. She okay?” Brandt asked.

“Yes, she’s good. Analise has her in a bubble bath getting warmed up.”

“Good. Just needed to be sure. I’m with Tempest. I’m going to be here with her for awhile. Call me if you need me.”

“Everything got handled?” Havoc asked.

“Oh, you have no idea. It’s handled alright,” Brandt asked.

“Alright. We’ll be here for a little longer, then head home. I’m going to want to take out those French doors. Replace them with windows or something so it’s not so easy to get out on the back porch.”

“We can definitely do that. Sorry I didn’t think of it when we were building it.”

“You don’t have kids. Kid-proofing is something that wouldn’t even occur to you.”

“True. But don’t worry about rushing home. You stay with Harley. After Tempest is feeling herself again, we’ll get started on the doors at your place.”

“Appreciate it. We’ll be getting out of Analise’s hair soon, though. Won’t be long.”

“Call me if you need me. And open your damn mind so we can get in touch.”

“Sorry, used to keeping it locked down. I’ll work on it. See you shortly,” Havoc said. He handed the phone back to Emmalyn. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome. Anybody need anything?” she asked, looking at the three of them in the bathroom.

“Can I get out now?” Harley asked.

“Are you warm?” Havoc asked.

“Yep.”

“Then let’s get you out.”

“But my clothes are dirty,” Harley said. “And I got bubbles in my hair.”

“Daddy will rinse out the bubbles and I’ll go see what I can find in my bedroom for you to wear,” Analise said.