Page 28 of Havoc's Fox
“He doesn’t know I’m here at all.”
And that was what let Emmalyn know that Christian had an admirer. Emmalyn smiled at Addie as she approached her, her heels clicking on the pavement of Christian’s drive. “Is he yours?”
“What?!” Addie asked, looking nervous all of a sudden.
“You’re really concerned about me being here. None of the rest of your family is. You know a woman spent the night with him, and watched long enough to be able to know what she did and didn’t look like.”
“Nothing happened! They just watched television.”
Emmalyn smiled brightly. “Like I said, you watched them. A little bit of stalking going on here, maybe? They’re just friends. Never been more. Is he your mate?”
Addie chewed her lip and looked back and forth between Emmalyn and her car, silently willing the woman to just leave.
“Look, I’m thinking if he is, maybe you should come with me to my house.”
Addie’s expression turned to one of complete confusion.
“See, our entire clan, including Christian and his family, are going to be spending the day there. If he’s yours, you should be there, too. Let him get to know you. Besides, it’ll take the attention off Brandt’s new mate, and my sister and her ex-mate, and me and Barron.” Emmalyn shrugged.
“Why do you need attention taken off you and Alpha’s mate?” Addie asked.
“Hah! You don’t know our family!”
“I’m not sure I want to.”
Emmalyn nodded empathetically. “And then there’s the fact that Christian has done more than enough for our family. A nice surprise for him would be a good thing.”
“I already know he deserves good things. But, I’m not sure I’m that thing. And that sounds like a lot of people. And he doesn’t really even know me. We only just spoke from across his drive yesterday morning.”
“But is he your mate?”
Addie weighed her options here and decided the fact that she may or may not have a connection to him shouldn’t be hidden. “I don’t know. Maybe. Yes. Can’t Lion’s choose? Maybe he won’t like that I’m trying to get his attention.”
“Have you tried to get his attention?”
“Not yet. I just kind of, watched.”
“Stalked! Tell you what, go throw on something other than sweats… jeans and a sweater or something. Come with me, and if you don’t like it, I’ll bring you back home.”
“Where is it?”
“Right across the highway.”
“Oh, Alpha Brandt said some of his family lived over there.”
“Yep. While I wait, I’m calling Christian. Maybe he’s left a spare key somewhere.”
“Are you sure this is a good idea?”
“I only ever have good ideas. But you don’t have to. You could just hang out and watch his driveway all day, or you could spend Christmas getting up close and personal with your maybe/maybe not mate.”
Addie didn’t even think about it. Phrased like that made it perfectly clear what she’d rather do. “I’ll be right back,” she said as she ran for her front door. She stopped halfway there and looked back at Emmalyn. “Hey.”
Emmalyn looked up at her from her phone.
“The kitchen window is unlocked.”
Emmalyn laughed evilly. “That’s my girl! I knew we’d be friends. Go get dressed!”