Arranged

Chapter Forty Seven

11/03/2017

Kristin and Ryder were in the pack building for the majority of the day. Kristin was being kept busy, but she appreciated how everyone valued her input on things besides just Ryder's decisions.

She had just finished up a surprising meeting with one of the people working on her and Ryder's house being built. She found out the house was finished and now they were getting her input before starting the interior decorating.

At first she was surprised Ryder had skipped out on this meeting but it looked like he really didn't care about interior design when he said Kristin could make the decisions.

It slightly overwhelmed her, thinking that they would soon be living in their own official house. It brought them one step closer to taking the next step in their relationship, but Kristin still wasn't sure she was ready.

"I'm having Evelyn stay with you until I get home. It won't be until late," Ryder's words brought her back to reality.

"What?" Kristin zoned back in, "I thought you were done for the day too?"

Ryder grimaced, shaking his head.

"Okay," she shrugged, "I'll see you at the house."

"What, no goodbye kiss?" Ryder smirked at her.

"Goodbye Ryder," Kristin returned his smirk and left. She really liked the idea of a goodbye kiss. However, she wasn't about to give into Ryder.

"Yeah yeah," she heard him mutter from behind her.

Evelyn gave Kristin a ride back to Ryder's house, and they were sitting in the living room, watching a movie.

"I'm hungry," Evelyn groaned, standing up to go rummage through the kitchen. Lucky for her, Ryder always kept his cupboards full of food. Kristin wasn't sure who did the shopping for him since he never went. All she knew was there was always a huge supply of food at the house.

"Ohhh," Evelyn exclaimed, turning to Kristin.

"Huh?" she asked, looking over at the cupboard Evelyn had opened. It was one in the far corner that she had never looked in herself.

Evelyn grinned before taking out two fifths of alcohol.

"This should fill me up," she said, retuning to the couch.

Kristin raised a brow at her, "That's a lot."

"That's why you're going to help me," Evelyn nodded at her, opening the first bottle and pouring herself a shot.

"No thanks," Kristin laughed.

Evelyn gave her a look, "Wait you're serious? I thought you'd be the one to party?" she teased.

"I hardly ever drink, only socially sometimes."

"This is social drinking," she shrugged and handed Kristin a glass.

"Not a shot," she wrinkled her nose.

"Ahhh," Evelyn held up a finger before getting up to go into the kitchen.