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Gavin frowned at his sister.
“I didn’t know who knocked me down.I just knew I was down, and someone was on top of me.I fought.”
“You were great.I’m glad you fought.I twisted just in time to keep your knee from smashing my nuts.I have no complaints.The question is, does this change anything, and if so, what?”
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“Idon’tknowaboutthe two of you, but I’m going to need food if we’re going to be planning.”Ronnie slid off the barstool and rolled her shoulders.She should have stretched more when they’d gotten home but if she got moving now, then it wouldn’t be too bad.“Who wants biscuits, gravy, and eggs?”
She went to the sink to wash her hands and noticed streaks of mud going up her arm.She couldn’t cook like this.She’d shower first then start cooking.Turning around, she found that while neither of them had said anything when she’d asked about food, they were both holding up their hands.
Good.
“Small change of plans.I’m going to go take a quick shower.Get rid of this mud,” she looked down her body and saw streaks of dirt on her shirt and shorts as well, “then I’ll be back and cook.Sound good?”
“That’s fine.I’ll take my turn in the shower while you cook,” Demon said.“Then we can figure out what we’re going to do.”
He watched as she went around the corner and listened as she closed the bedroom door.He half expected Gavin to start questioning him, but he didn’t.Instead, he picked up his computer and things from the counter and took them into his bedroom.
“We can get breakfast started while she showers,” Gavin said moving past Demon on his way back to the kitchen.
“I don’t mine helping, but you’ll have to tell me what to do.I’m kind of a disaster in the kitchen.”Demon went to the sink and washed his hands, making sure to get all the way up to his elbows, to get all the dirt he’d picked up when he and Ronnie had been rolling around in the dirt.He couldn’t help but smile at the image the words brought to his mind.It would have been a lot more fun to be rolling around the way he wanted to.
“What first?”
“I know you said you aren’t much of a cook, but have you ever browned meat?”
“Like hamburger?Yeah, I can do that, but don’t expect me to have any idea what to put into it other than salt and pepper.”
“No worries.It’s not hamburger and we don’t need to season it.Can you brown the sausage that’s in the fridge?”
“Sure, preference on skillet?”
“I’ll get it out for you.”
They worked in silence for a couple of minutes until there was a thump inside the wall.Demon wondered what it was, but continued what he was doing.
“Now that she’s actually in the shower and the water will keep her from overhearing us, what didn’t you tell me earlier?”her brother said from where he was doing something on the counter, Demon couldn’t tell what.
Demon turned to look at him.
“Nothing.”
Gavin snorted, as if he didn’t believe him.
“Look, I’m not saying I wouldn’t keep some thing from her if I thought it was in her best interest, but in this, there’s nothing to hide.”
“You really didn’t see anyone?”
Demon shook his head.“I was too busy trying to keep your sister from kneeing me in the nuts than taking off like a chicken with her head cut off.”
“And for some reason you told her good job on that.”
Gavin didn’t sound happy, but Demon didn’t care.He’d meant it when he’d told her she’d done a good job.She hadn’t known who had knocked her down, and she’d acted appropriately, at least in his opinion.He didn’t mind a few extra bruises if she was able to fight back like that if it wasn’t someone trying to protect her.Hell, he would have taken the knee to his balls if that was what it took to make sure she wasn’t hurt.
The sausage only had a few small specks of pink left when Ronnie came back into the room, her short hair plastered against her head, instead of standing out in chunky spikes like he was used to.It made his hands ache to comb through it, giving it that freshly tousled look he’d come to appreciate on her.
“What are you two doing?”
