Chapter 44 - Toven

Thank the gods and the stars and the thunderstorms and everything else that it was the freaking weekend. I rolled over. My body was achy and sore from another night on the floor.

Last night, after another round of showers, the sunshine of my life had grabbed the duvet off Thane's bed and curled up on the floor again. Not one to let dust settle on me, I was on the floor and curled around her before the other two figured out what the hell was going on.

I opened my eyes. Bright, blinding light pushed through the unfiltered windows. Thane was already gone from the sleep pile. Probably working on the campaign to bring Ainsley and her craptastic family down for good.

I pushed to my feet and made my way out into the living room. Yup. There he was. Face buried in the computer, coffee steaming gently next to him.

"Find a good place to start?" I asked as I got my own cup of brain juice.

"Yeah. You also got a few emails that said WALSH on them."