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Eli’s grin grew wicked again, and August snapped at him. “Shut it.”
“I didn’t say anything.”
“Your face said enough.”
I bit my lip to hide a smile.
I kind of loved seeing them interact like that. Like normal people, normal siblings.
“Your scent says en?—”
“We’re going back inside. I’m sane. Fuck off,” August growled.
Eli laughed as August tucked me in front of him and walked me back to the porch. His chest brushed my back as we went, and it felt nice.
Really nice.
He shut the door behind us, and let out a long breath. “Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize. No one died, so that makes it a win, right?”
His eyes softened, his lips curving grudgingly. “Sure, Fireball.”
I smiled. “Can you help me move the porch swing to the other side of the cabin? I want to work outside, but I don’t think you want me facing your brother while I do.”
“You think correctly.” He squeezed my hand lightly before releasing it. “And I’ve got it.”
“Thanks.”
He stepped back outside, and I heard his heavy footsteps moving around the porch. I grabbed my laptop, and met him at the back door as he pushed the porch swing easily into its new place.
“How strong are you?” I asked, curiosity taking hold again.
He shrugged. “Strong enough.”
I guess it made sense that he wouldn’t have lifted weights or anything to figure out exactly how much he could carry. He hadn’t struggled with the gigantic, awkwardly-large porch swing, though. So he obviously wasn’t weak.
His side met mine as he sat down, and my shoulders relaxed as heat and soreness I’d barely noticed vanished quickly.
“I’m going to send Eli and Gordon to your university. Is there any information the school will need? An ID number or something?”
Oh.
Right.
At least he was still thinking about things like that, because I obviously wasn’t.
I gave him my student ID number and full name, and he wrote them down before going over to talk with his brother.
Warmth and soreness started to set in again as soon as he was gone, but he made it back pretty quickly and sat down beside me. There was a phone in his hand when he did—it looked brand new, and didn’t have a case on it.
“Did Eli give you that?” I asked.
“Yup. We leave our Scale Ridge phones at Brynn’s place. Our normal phones are at the mountain. We don’t try to haul them with us when we fly back and forth.”
“Mate Mountain?”
“Some humans and supernaturals call it that. To us, it’s just home.”
