"Lover At Last" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ward, J.R.)

And IтАЩve had to hold him down ever since.

тАЬWhich is pissing me offтАФтАЭ

тАЬHow we doing, boys?тАЭ Tohr said as he crunched over to them, his boots crushing the ice pack. тАЬAnyone injured?тАЭ

Qhuinn shoved himself free of John and leaped up to the vertical. тАЬNoтАФweтАЩre all justтАФтАЭ

At that point, the guyтАЩs balance went wonky, his body listing so hard that Tohr had to catch him.

тАЬYou go wait in the truck,тАЭ the Brother said grimly.

тАЬFuck thatтАФтАЭ

Tohr jerked the guy forward so they were face-to-face. тАЬExcuse me, son. What did you say? тАЩCuz I know you didnтАЩt just f-bomb me, did you.тАЭ

Okay. Right. Blay knew firsthand that there were few things in life Qhuinn backed down from; that being said, a Brother the guy respected, who was more than ready to finish the job that a pine tree had started, was definitely one of them.

Qhuinn looked over to his ruined SUV. тАЬSorry. Bad night. And I just got light-headed for a split second. IтАЩm fine.тАЭ

In typical Qhuinn fashion, the bastard broke free and walked off, heading toward the steaming pile of previously drivable metal like heтАЩd thrown off his injuries by force of will.

Leaving everyone else in his dust.

Blay got to his feet and forced himself to focus on John. тАЬWhat happened?тАЭ

Thank God for sign language; it gave him something to look at, and fortunately, John took his time filling in the details. When the narration was over, Blay could only stare at his friend. But come on, it wasnтАЩt as if anybody would make that shit up.

Not about someone they liked, at any rate.

Tohrment started to laugh. тАЬHe pulled a hyslop, is what youтАЩre saying.тАЭ

тАЬNot sure I know what that is?тАЭ Blay cut in.

Tohr shrugged and followed QhuinnтАЩs trail through the snow, motioning with his arm toward the wreck. тАЬRight here. This is the definition of a hyslopтАФprecipitated by your boy leaving his keys in the ignition.тАЭ

HeтАЩs not my boy, Blay said to himself. Never has been. Never will be.

And the fact that that hurt worse than any kind of concussion was something, like so much, he kept quiet about.

Off to the side and out of the glow of the headlights, Blay hung back and watched as Qhuinn crouched down by the driverтАЩs door and cursed softly. тАЬMessy. Very messy.тАЭ

Tohr did the duty on the passenger seat. тАЬOh, look, a matched set.тАЭ

тАЬI think theyтАЩre dead.тАЭ

тАЬReally. What gave that away. The fact they arenтАЩt moving or that this guy over here has no facial features left?тАЭ

Qhuinn straightened up and looked across the undercarriage. тАЬWe need to roll it and tow it.тАЭ