Havoc's Fox: The Legacy Series, page 27
“What?” Emmalyn asked.
“What what?” Havoc asked.
“What are you up to? Why are you winking and grinning at each other?” Emmalyn asked.
“Maybe because we’re in love?” Analise asked.
“Ewww.”
“Stop saying that!” Analise chided.
Havoc’s phone vibrated and he picked it up and smirked before putting it back face down on the table.
“Aren’t you going to ask who’s texting him?” Emmalyn asked.
“No, I’m not.”
“Why not?”
“Because I know who’s texting him.”
“And that would be?” Emmalyn asked.
“Maia. We’ve been working out who all is coming to the wedding.”
“Maia’s coming?” Emmalyn asked, pleasantly surprised.
“Yep. And her family. Even Cristi and Sebastian. Lazarus and Alex, and Roman and Tallie, and at least Cruz, not sure about Darcie. Lucas and Anahla are trying to come, too. But he and Richie might stay behind to run things. They’ll just have to see.”
Emmalyn reached for a notebook and started jotting down notes.
“What are you writing down?” Analise asked.
“Guest list.”
“That’s just part of it. Still waiting to hear from Matty, and I’ve friends from Boston that will have to be invited…”
“Slow down, I’ve got to write it all down.”
“Why are you all up in our business at 6:30 in the freaking morning. How did you even know we were back?” Havoc grumbled.
“Because I’m helping plan the wedding. And I brought pastries, so get over it.”
“At 6:30 in the morning?”
Emmalyn sighed. “Okay. Truth. I’ve been at Mom and Dad’s for about a week. It’s killing me being at Mom and Dad’s. They are so overprotective.”
“Then go back to Alabama. Don’t you have to work?” Havoc asked.
“Not at the moment. I’m between cases and I’ve been told to go somewhere and lay low for a while. Besides I don’t want to go back to Alabama. I miss being here. Y’all are here living your lives and I’m in a city with a bunch of strangers. I’m thinking about starting on my house here. Nice and safe, and surrounded by everybody I love. Was thinking about building right next door. Right in the middle of everything. What do you think?” Emmalyn asked excitedly.
“Nope,” Havoc said.
“Nope?” Emmalyn asked.
“Can’t,” Havoc said.
“I most certainly can.”
“No, you can’t. Brandt promised that nobody would be building right up on top of us, even if we do love them we want our privacy. In fact, the deed to our house includes an acre on each side and behind. I don’t want anybody as close as the spare house they built between Remi and Christian. I want to keep the woods around us,” Havoc explained.
“Oh.” Emmalyn said, her disappointment clear. “Yeah, I can see that. But I can build a little down the street. Maybe across the street. I could see you from my porch.”
“I’d really like that,” Analise said, happily licking the Bavarian cream from her donut off her fingers.
“Me, too,” Emmalyn said.
“If you don’t come over first thing in the morning, before we’re even up every day,” Havoc said, making a face at her.
Analise laughed. “You two kill me. I think you like fussing at each other more than anything else.”
“It’s our love language,” Emmalyn said, tossing a balled up paper towel at Havoc. “Got to pick on the brother.”
“In-law. Brother-In-Law,” Havoc reminded her.
“Same thing,” Emmalyn said.
“Hey! Anybody up?” Barron called from the front door as he tapped on it, opened it, and walked right in.
Emmalyn looked dispassionately at Barron, then glared at Analise and Havoc. “Texting Maia, huh?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Analise said, carefully choosing a second cream filled donut.
Barron walked over to the table and sat down directly across from Emmalyn. “I love donuts.”
“Don’t eat my donuts,” Emmalyn warned.
“Hey! That’s not nice,” Barron said.
“Uncle Barron can have some donuts,” Harley said from the living room.
“Yeah, Uncle Barron can have some donuts,” Barron repeated, grabbing a donut, an eclair, and a cream puff and putting them on a paper towel in front of himself.
Emmalyn scowled at Barron.
“Want some coffee?” Analise asked.
“I’d love some, ‘Lise.”
“Coming right up,” she said, getting up to get him a mug of hot coffee.
Barron picked up his donut and took a huge bite while pointedly looking Emmalyn in the eye.
Emmalyn stared him down.
“You ready to have that conversation yet?” Barron asked as he chewed.
“Nothing to converse about,” she said flatly.
Analise handed Barron his coffee, then topped off her own and Havoc’s. “You want more chocolate milk?” she asked Emmalyn.
“Yes, please.”
“I’ll get it for you. In the meantime, you could try to be nice.”
“I am always nice,” Emmalyn said. “People just don’t like it when I tell the truth.”
“Saying there’s nothing to talk about is not the truth,” Barron said as he quickly finished off all three of his chosen pastries and donuts.
Harley wandered over and peeked into the donut box.
“What are you looking for, little girl?” Barron asked.
“I don’t want a whole one, but I want some more,” Harley said.
“You want to split one?” Barron asked.
“Can we?”
“We can. Pick whatever you want and we’ll break it in half,” Barron said as Harley climbed up in his lap.
Harley chose a blueberry donut and Barron broke it in half for them as she sat comfortably on his lap enjoying her half.
“What do you have there?” he asked, lifting his chin in the direction of the color and fabric samples.
“If you must know, I’m helping plan their wedding,” Emmalyn said.
“At 6:30 in the morning,” Havoc said.
“It’s 7:00 now,” both Barron and Emmalyn said at the same time, before glaring at each other for having the same thought.
Analise and Havoc chuckled.
“And talking about building her house. She’s ready to move home, I think,” Havoc said.
“Really?” Barron asked. “Had enough of the excitement of the city. Never thought you’d move home to the humdrum boredom of living in the sticks.”
“Just because some of the city is exciting, doesn’t mean it’s all good. Besides, I’m missing home. I miss that feeling that comes from being surrounded by familiarity, and family. And don’t go thinking you know what I want,” Emmalyn said.
“Emmalyn, I don’t think you know what you want,” Barron said.
Harley, sitting on Barron’s lap, kept Emmalyn from hurling a few choice insults at Barron, and from the grin on his face, he knew it. So instead, she refocused on the wedding. “What about the cake?” she asked tightly.
“Coconut flavored white cake with pineapple layers,” Analise said without hesitation.
“Lord, yes!” Havoc agreed. “And I think we need a couple between now and then to test them out.”
“Making notes,” Emmalyn said. “Bridesmaid dresses?”
“I guess the blues. In the same shades as the hydrangeas — light to periwinkle and then to a medium shade.”
“I want the lighter of the shades that you pick for mine, if that’s okay. My date is wearing a navy blue suit, so it’ll compliment well.”
Barron choked on his last bite of donut, but held his tongue.
“Uncle Barron?” Harley asked.
“Yeah, baby,” Barron said, his eyes shooting daggers at Emmalyn.
“Can you take me to look at the river?”
“Right now?”
“Yeah. My show is over. And my next favorite one won’t be on for a while and Mommy and Daddy are talking about boring stuff with Aunt Emmalyn. And I know you live by the river, so, can we go look at the river?”
Barron looked over at Havoc.
Havoc shrugged. “You don’t have to. It’s up to you.”
“Yeah, I think I feel the need to get some fresh air all of a sudden anyway Let’s go look at the river.”
He pushed his seat back and Harley slid off his lap.
“Get dressed. And put your shoes on,” Havoc said.
She laughed excitedly as she ran over to the front door. “I got on shorts pajamas! And I got my boots outside!” She opened the door and ran outside, sitting on the bench near the front door to pull them on.
Barron got up and walked over to the front door before coming back and taking the cream puff off of Emmalyn’s napkin.
“Hey!” she exclaimed, looking up at him.
“Now that I have your attention, let me make one thing clear. You come with a date, to anything I happen to attend, your date will not leave with a heart beat. You get me?” Barron said, before taking a huge bite out of her cream puff, setting what was left down on the paper towel in front of her, and relaxedly striding out of the house.
She sat at the table with her mouth hanging open, her eyes glued to the door. “Did you hear what he said?” she finally asked, turning to Havoc and Analise.
“Yep,” Havoc said.
“And?” Emmalyn pressed.
“I suggest you don’t bring a date.”
“Or at least not anybody you particularly want to stay alive,” Analise added.
The End, for now.
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Other books by this author:
Avaleigh’s Boys Whispers From the Bayou
I’m Not A Dragon’s Mate!, Book1 Carnage, Book 1
Bane’s Heart, Book 2 Destroy, Book 2
Kaid’s Queen, Book 3 Enthrall, Book 3
Maverik’s Ashes, Book 4 Lore, Book 4
Bam’s Ever, Book 5 Murder, Book 5
Vince’s Place, Book 6 Aubreigne, Book 6
Halloween Treats, (A novella) Whispers of Christmas, Book 7
Destinations, Book 7 Lily’s Dragon, Book 8
Odin, Book 9
Haven Riley’s Pride
Haven 1: Ascend Riley’s Pride, Book 1
Haven 2: Redemption Richie’s Promise, Book 2
Haven 3: Transcend Travis’s Gift, Book 3
Haven 4: AVOW Safe On Base, A Howls Romance (a standalone novella connected to Riley’s Pride)
Haven 5: Bonded Roman’s Vow, Book 4
Haven 6: Reclaimed Lazarus’s Savior, Book 5
Lucas’s Prey, Book 6
Variant Roar
Beginnings, Variant 1 Vance, Book 1
Valor, Variant 2 Jack, Book 2
Sin, Variant 3
Two, Variant 4
Brutal, Variant 5
Steel, Variant 6
Respite, Variant 7
Legacy Orcs of Clan Cumhdach
Brandt’s Rule, Book 1 Sheltered by the Orc, Book 1 (Originally in the Monster Brides Collection)
Stalked by the Orc, Book 2
Saving the Orc, Book 3
Short Stories/Novellas Co-Written Series/Collections
CAT Revelations, The Order, Book 1, written with Chris Storm
Only Fools Walk Free Leo’s Captive, Book, The Astrological Mates Collection
Thorns of Blood, A Fairy Tale Reimagining How My Krynch Saved Christmas, An Otherworldly Christmas Collection
From Earth, with Love, Alien Love Letters Collection
Standalones
Wings
Blessed Curse
Foray, A Science Fiction Romance
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Hi, I’m Sandra R Neeley, and I’m an International Best-Selling Author of Paranormal, SciFi, and Fantasy Romances. I’m 60 and married, with two children, two grandchildren, a multitude of pets, and I’m a Self-Published Author. At a very young age I recognized that the stories and fictional characters living in my head were not something everyone understood. But after deciding to craft them into books, surprisingly, people have loved them. Every story will leave you feeling like you’ve been visiting with a long-lost loved one during a respite from reality. Every story ends in a happily ever after, but a bit of a warning; there are some ‘triggers’ in my stories that certain people should avoid, so please read the synopses and warnings supplied with each book before buying.
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