Ghost watched the exchange with nothing but amusement on his face. That a pathetic human had thought she could compete with the night nymph was quite the joke.<br/>He shrugged at Plum's furious inquiry. "Fuck if I know. She offered me a drink, though. Free booze is free booze, right?" Even as he spoke, the words put a bad taste in his mouth. Trying to rationalize talking to a woman other than his mate was wrong, regardless of whether Plum knew she was his mate in the first place.<br/>It hadn't been an issue in the past, but the wolf supposed he shouldn't be surprised at his feelings. He'd Marked her knowing what would happen. As for why he'd done it...Ghost supposed it was a subconscious admission that he felt more for the nymph than he should. A blatant admission of his desires, even. But it was a nonverbal one, and he could sense that the time for a vocal admission was fast approaching.<br/>There really wasn't any point in putting it off, and it was almost certainly making everything worse. He wasn't sure if he could keep his mouth shut, given the way Plum usually executed her jobs. He sighed. The situation was only getting worse.<br/>"Meeting a target, Plum?" He asked, hiding his turmoil expertly.