Page 51 of Havoc's Fox
Delilah who’d been chatting with everyone nearby looked up at Kaid then followed his line of sight to see what he was looking at. Her brows creased as she watched, tuning into her son and Emmalyn.
“Why are you avoiding me?” Emmalyn demanded.
“Emmalyn, this is a family gathering. I’m just trying to visit a little with everybody.”
“Then why do you walk away every time I get close?”
“I’m standing here now. I didn’t walk away.”
“Yeah, because I’m holding onto your arm.”
“Emmalyn, just let it go, alright. This isn’t the time or place to go over all this.”
“You didn’t have any trouble last night going over every single inch between us and then some!”
Barron stood dispassionately, looking at her.
Delilah and Kaid shared a what-the-hell look, before they went back to watching their son and Emmalyn.
“So, it’s okay to spend time with me last night, but in the light of day you avoid me. I thought last night meant something. I might have thought we mated.”
Barron shook his head. “Emmalyn, we had a nice night. That’s it.”
“That’s it? That’s it?! That’s what you have to say about us spending the night together?”
Brandt left Tempest’s side and moved a little closer to the side of the gathering that Emmalyn had Barron cornered on.
Barron saw him move into view. I got it, he sent to Brandt in his head voice.
Brandt took a step or two back, but remained basically where he’d been and on alert.
“You know, after all the years, and all the back and forth, I really thought that once it happened, it would be for good,” Emmalyn said.
“You know what you mean to me,” Barron said.
“I thought I did,” Emmalyn answered.
“You also know that you made it perfectly clear years ago that when you mated it wouldn’t be with me, because as I remember it, I’m just a childhood friend that doesn’t ever want more than our parents had.”
Emmalyn moved a few inches away from Barron like he’d slapped her.
“I didn’t mean it that way. I just meant I wanted to travel and get away from rural Louisiana. I wanted more out of life. I didn’t mean there was anything wrong with this life, I just needed more.”
“And I left you free to find it. Enjoy the bonfire.” Barron turned and walked away, leaving her standing there. He went straight to where his parents and his little sister sat and took a seat on the blanket beside them.
Delilah’s and Kaid’s noses both flared as they scented their son for any trace of a scent change, their gazes locking as they realized at the same time what had happened.
“Leave it,” Barron snapped.
“Are you alright?” Delilah asked.
“I’m fine, Mom.”
“You need anything?” Kaid asked.
“No, I got this.”
Brandt walked over and looked down at him. “Take a walk?”