Her Werewolf Lover: Michael and Samantha (The Macconwood Pack Tales #15)

Chapter 10

“ O h! Look at you!” Eileen exclaimed, joining Samantha and Della in the kitchen for coffee.

“Mommy! Pooooooop!”

“Hello there,” Eileen said, kneeling in front of him, “My name is Aunt Eileen and if your mom lets me, I can show you the way to the bathroom.”

“Sure. Hi, I’m Della. That’s Sean, and this is Janie. I am so sorry to impose on y’all.”

“Not at all,” Samantha said, grinning at Sean as he jumped up and down, holding onto his butt.

“Come on,” Eileen said and directed him to the little half bathroom right off the kitchen.

“Nonsense, really,” Samantha told her again. “Eileen has been taking care of this place since before I lived here. She’s wonderful people.”

“And Michael?” Della asked.

Samantha stilled. She felt a surge of jealousy, and that was unlike her. The young mother was clearly not looking for a man, but she couldn’t help it. She shook it off and poured coffee.

“Actually, he is her nephew. I hired him to do reconstruction on this place. See, I got it in the divorce settlement and my ex, gem that he was, had his first ex do the decorating.”

“I see. Is that why all that red velvet is in the dumpster out back?” Della asked, and Samantha noticed her lips twitching.

Both women started chuckling. Michael entered, smiling warmly at Sam, and she felt it down to her toes.

“Now, what kind of snacks do I have for you in Aunt Eileen’s cupboards? Are you hungry, Sean? And you, baby Janie, come here. Don’t worry, Miss Della, your little boy and girl will be fine,” Eileen said, and held out her arms.

Della looked stunned, but she handed the baby over and watched as Sean raced after the older woman, smiling at the promise of a snack.

“Oh, um,” Della started .

“Sorry, my aunt is rather headstrong,” Michael replied.

“She is, but I promise she is wonderful,” Samantha added, wanting to make sure Della felt comfortable and needing to put in a good word for Eileen at the same time.

Besides, they were all right in the kitchen and Della could see the kids just fine.

“Um, thank you all, really. I should probably finish unpacking the car. I should take the kids and get going. And I’m so sorry my Sean rang your bell like that and interrupted you and your mate,” she said, cut off by the sound of a growl.

Sam turned to catch the culprit, but she didn’t see any dogs or pets nearby. Michael stood there, hands on his hips and a genial smile on his face, and Della just tucked her short hair behind her ears with one hand.

“What is that? Ugh, never mind,” Samantha said, dismissing the phantom pup. “Della, please stop apologizing. It is no problem. Hey, wait,” Sam said, “you’re moving in right next door? I didn’t even know anyone bought the place. That’s great, when do the truck and the movers get here?”

“Well, I’m it actually. Inherited the house from a great uncle. Everything I’ve got is in my car,” Della answered, keeping an eye on her children.

“Della, would it be alright if I had some of my crew help you bring your stuff inside?” Michael asked.

Sam could tell she was about to refuse. But that was so not happening on her watch.

“That is a wonderful idea, Michael, thank you. Now you can have some coffee and snacks with the kids, and we can get some girl-talk in,” Samantha said, taking Della’s good arm and leading her to a stool.

She looked over at Michael and winked. Her heart beating a mile a minute. He was so kind and polite. She felt bad now for her momentary surge of jealousy.

He didn’t belong to her or anything, but the way he was looking at her now made her think maybe he’d like to.

Wouldn’t that be amazing?

“Sounds great. Tell you what, I’ll order some bagels and spreads from the local bakery and have them delivered and I’ll get my guys on moving Della in. I will see you all in a bit,” Michael said to all the females, before he ducked outside .

“That is one good man,” Della whispered and shook her head.

“Yes, Miguelito is the best,” Eileen agreed. “Right, Samantha?”

“Oh, um, yeah. Michael is very thoughtful and kind,” Sam agreed, feeling warm and shy all of a sudden.

She wasn’t sure if she should reveal her crush to his aunt or not. It was still too new.

One kiss did not a relationship make.

Besides, she hadn’t even acknowledged the depth of her feelings to herself yet. Michael felt big. But that was dangerous. He could hurt her.

Besides, it was too soon. She was still fragile after her breakup with Gary, wasn’t she?

No. Actually, if she were being honest, Sam would admit she’d been over Gary for years. She felt nothing for her ex. Well, nothing good.

But Michael, well, he had certain parts of her flaring to life she’d been ignoring for a very long time. She bit her lip, wondering if it was too soon to feel those things again.

No , her inner voice said, picturing Michael’s heavy-lidded stare after he broke their kiss, it isn’t too soon at all .