Chapter 6 - Toven

I smothered the snicker that threatened to break loose at the grimace on Tag's face. The man had a length of rebar shoved so far up his ass, I'm pretty sure it had fused to his spine by this point. He didn't like anything to disturb his careful balance.

From what I remembered of the tall drink of water in the elevator, he was in for a rude awakening. I turned, looked over my shoulder towards the door. She was still here. Good. Anything that riled up Tag this much was most decidedly staying.

I drank down the water, pushed to my feet. I stumbled a bit as my brain was still a little wonky. "Pleased to meet you. I'm Toven." I braced against the wall as I reached out a hand. "You know what they say, third time's the charm."

She snickered as she reached out and clasped my hand. Another wave of sensation washed over me. I flopped up against the wall-it was either that or flatten her under my bigger body.

She gave a small ‘eek' and jumped back. She crashed into Thane's reclining form.

He let out an ‘oomph' as his hands settled at her hips. "Easy there, tiger. I need my body for later."

She snickered as she moved. "I bet you do." She wiggled her eyebrows.

We both burst into laughter. She was an odd one.

"Someone better fucking explain what the hell is going on," Tag said. "Now."

I winced. He was getting pissed if his voice sounded like a thunderstorm in the Great Plains.

Thane slid Hollyn off to his side. "Hollyn here crashed into me from the stone wall around Center Point Park."

Tag snorted. "So she's blind as well as homeless?"

My eyes widened. He was getting bitchy. This wasn't good.

Hollyn stiffened, narrowed her eyes at him. "Yes. Clearly I'm both of those things." She blinked her pretty eyes as her gaze found him in an instant.

"You're wearing men's shorts that are way too big. No shoes. A bloody shirt that could fit a man ten times your size. What else would you be?" Tag said, crossed his arms over his chest.

Hollyn opened her mouth. Snapped it shut moments later. Tipped her head to the side. "Well, fine. I'm not sure what a homeless is other than something without a home, but I had one. I just ran away. Finally." A fire lit deep in her eyes. "And you can't make me go back." She crossed her arms and glared up at Tag.

"I already told you, you don't have to go back," Thane said, rubbing his hand up and down her arm. "And good news, you don't need that tooth doctor you were asking about." He raised his upper lip, exposed his teeth.

She ran a dirty finger over her teeth, her eyes alive with excitement. "I got them back?" She pushed on her two front teeth again. "I got them back." She did a little wiggle jerk movement while she was still seated.

The sway of her unfettered breasts drew my attention. I swallowed and looked away. Clearly, she was in need of some help. My leering at her wasn't going to portray the image of safety I bet she needed right now.

I pushed back up to my feet, used the wall for balance. "Come on in. We can help you get cleaned up. I'm sure that bloody shirt isn't very comfortable."

She looked down at her chest. "Nope." With that, she reached down, pulled it off in one sweep. She sighed. "That's much better."

I could hear her talking, but I wasn't really listening. Her breasts were tinted red from the bloody fabric. But the delicate veining of blue under her tanned skin had saliva backing up in my mouth. I wanted to trace those thin lines of blue with my tongue.

"You're being very rude," she said. "One shouldn't ogle the bare skin of another."

I nodded my head. "Uh huh. Right. Definitely." Her breasts were perfectly shaped. Enough to fill my palm with the slightest bit for me to nibble at the same time.

Someone slapped me upside the head. "Tove. Get your mind out of her pants," Tag growled low in my ear.

I jerked, straightened. "What? What did you say?"

She repeated her words.

I smiled. "You're the one sitting half naked in our foyer. What did you want me to look at?"

She looked at Thane. Thane, who only had on shorts and running shoes. "You don't ogle him." She glared up at me.

I chuckled. "Well, he is my brother. Not only have I seen him naked, I've seen myself naked. We're identical triplets. If you walk around naked, or even topless, I'm going to ogle you." I shrugged.

"Then maybe you should be naked so I can ogle you," she challenged.

My hands went to my pants.

"No." Tag groaned. "Hell fucking no. We're not going to walk around this house naked or half naked. Put your fucking clothes back on." Tagan stabbed a finger in the air at her.

"Why? Clothes are restrictions. They cut us off from the power of nature." She glanced around the apartment. Smiled. "Maybe if you took your clothes off, you wouldn't be so grumpy. Let your body air out." She flung her arms out. After a moment she wrinkled her nose. She leaned down, sniffed her armpit. "On better thought, I could use a shower. I stink."

Pretty sure I just tumbled straight in love with this strange, sexy woman.