Hard and Easy [High-Country Shifters 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free PDF

towels. “Thanks.”
    She figured the bartender wasn’t the owner. If he had been, he’d be spitting mad and demanding someone pay for the damage. Taryn strutted over, leaving Kellum to deal with Clarin’s dad.
    He ran his gaze over Brin. “You want me to call another ambulance for you?”
    Brin grunted and pushed up on the table to stand. “No. I’m good.”
    He didn’t look so good, though he was doing a lot better than the other guy.
    Brin must have communicated something to Larek, because they both headed out without saying another word. They probably were hoping she’d get the hint and go home, but they were sorely mistaken if they thought she’d abandon them. She didn’t like how Brin limped and how Larek’s shoulders were hunched as if his chest were injured. She raced behind them.
    “I’m coming with you.”
    Larek turned around and smiled. “Good.”
    Brin, however, grunted. That was too bad. Someone needed to see to his care.
    Fortunately, they didn’t have to wait long for the tram to arrive. They got on and moved to the end of the car. Two locals were kind enough to give up their seats, mumbling something about them smelling bad.
    Guilt swamped her. The fight wouldn’t have occurred if they hadn’t stepped in to save her, but even in retrospect, she wasn’t sure the altercation had to happen. She wanted to clear the air. “I so appreciate you coming to my aid, but I could have handled the men.”
    One of Brin’s eyes was swollen shut and the other one was only partially open. “I wasn’t willing to wait around and see.”
    He had a point, but while she didn’t want to lecture him, she believed neither parent would have actually harmed her. “I knew them.”
    “So they said.”
    Larek lightly placed a hand on her waist and squeezed. “What’s done is done.”
    He was right. From the way Brin was shivering, he wasn’t in the mood to revisit the event. As she stood in front of them, she wondered how serious Clarin’s father was about coming after her. He did have a broken leg, but that probably wouldn’t stop him if his threat had been sincere.
    She figured once she went back to the old way of teaching, Clarin’s dad would be satisfied and move on. Frania’s dad was another story, but right now she couldn’t worry about him. She had two men to take care of.
    Two stops away, Larek motioned they get off. She bent over to help Brin up when he growled. Clearly, his pride was in full force, and she let him haul himself to a stand. When his knee bent as he stepped from the tram, Larek was by his side.
    Maybe this had been a mistake, insisting she doctor them, but someone needed to cook for them and take care of their needs while they healed, even it was only for a few hours. What if both got a fever and were too weak to call for help? She’d heard of it happening.
    Okay, okay . She was drawn to them and wanted to get to know them, plus they had saved her from those brutes. Her parents had taught her to repay her debts. As soon as she was convinced they were on the mend she’d leave.
    By the time Brin hobbled to his house, she had to admit he appeared a little stronger. As they walked up the pathway to their home, she couldn’t help but check out the manicured street. While she’d passed this stop every day going from work to her house, she’d never exited here. The more influential and wealthier people resided in this area, and there had never been an occasion to visit.
    “You coming, Madra?”
    Larek held open the door. “Sorry.” She raced up the steps and entered. An involuntary gasp escaped. “Your home is beautiful.”
    He shrugged. “It’s just furniture.”
    She was sure he hadn’t meant to belittle her comment but rather to say wealth didn’t mean much to him. Brin didn’t stop to chat but instead headed down a long hallway.
    Larek ran a hand down her arm, which sent delightful shivers up her body. “Come with me. I’ll show you where you can clean up.”
    She was