[Evelyn's Room—Carter Mansion]
The call had barely ended when Evelyn let out a soft sigh.
She set the phone aside on the couch table, staring blankly at it for a moment before realizing Patricia was watching her.
Evelyn turned, startled. "You were awake?"
Patricia smirked as she tugged the blanket around her shoulders. "You think I could sleep through your whispering?"
"I wasn't whispering."
"Was that Alexander?" When Evelyn nodded, Patricia raised a brow. "So what did he say?"
Evelyn sighed, brushing a hand through her hair. "He was just checking in."
"Checking in," Patricia repeated with a teasing lilt. "You mean, the man whose face is all over the internet with yours is calling past midnight to ask if you are okay? Sounds more like checking up on you."
Evelyn shot her a look but the faintest smile tugged at her lips. "You are reading too much into it."
"I am not reading," Patricia countered as she sat. "I am observing and trust me, Evie, that man has it bad for you."
