Page 58 of Einar

That’show he came and went so fast whenIwas in here!

Narrowingmy eyes at him, he smiles innocently and grabs his proverbial black doctor’s bag.Exitingthe med bay, we stop in the dining chamber to return our plates, and then we leave to head towardFalon’sroom.Tomy surprise,Slavicemerges from whatIthink is the hologram room with a laughingRubytossed over his shoulder.Iavert my eyes as soon asIrealizeSlavichas his dick out, butIhave to make sure she’s okay.

“Sis?”

Myhesitant question causesRubyto push up offSlavic’sback so she can seeEinarand me standing a few feet from them. “Oh,Hi!Don’tmind us, just a little fornicating in the hallways.Ilove ya, sis!You’relooking much better.”

SnickeringatRuby’scheeky words,Ishake my head.Mysister is a handful and a half.ShepinchesSlavic’sbutt, and he smacks hers in return.Theirinteraction is hilarious, andIcan’t help but smile at her and their shenanigans.Ruby’sgrinning face is quickly hidden behind their bedroom door as they disappear from the hallway.Itdoesn’t take a genius to figure out what they’re doing in there.

Iwant to be that happy.

Awhisper of a touch on my arm catches me by surprise, causing me to flinch a little, andIwince asEinarjerks away from me likeI’veburned him.Openingmy mouth to apologize, he cuts me off with a warm smile.

“Allis well, little one.Shallwe proceed?Falon’sroom is the next door down.”

“I’mready when you are.”

Knockingon the door, he takes two steps back and waits.Afew seconds later, the door slides open and one of the most beautiful, yet painfully thin, womenI’veever seen stands there.Shehas to be pushing six feet tall with platinum blonde hair, bright green eyes, and exquisite features.Thenrecognition hits me like a sledgehammer.

“You’reGwendolynPalmer!”

Hersmile falls a bit at my exclamation, and without saying anything she steps back from the door, motioning for us to follow her inside.AsIenter the room,Inotice two more women sitting at a table with some sort of small screen between them.Theirheads jerk around and stare at me in shock.Gettingto their feet, the curvy one with black hair, blue eyes, and girl next door vibes starts talking.

“Ohmy gosh, the guys mentioned there were two redheads on board, but since we haven’t seen either of y’all,Iwas beginning to doubt them!Hi,I’mHeather, and this isBambi.”

Heathermotions to the woman at her side as she reaches out and shakes my hand.Bambiextends hers as well, andIshake it too.Bambiis homely compared to former supermodel, blonde bombshellGwendolyn, and the strikingHeather, but her twinkling brown eyes, massive head of curly brown hair and athletic build are nothing to sneeze at.She’sall smiles as she greets me.

“Heya, nice to finally meetcha!”

“Hello.Callme.Gwen.”

Myhead jerks at the roughness ofGwen’svoice, the contrast between her appearance and the jaggedness of what she sounds like is a stark contrast.Seeingmy confusion, she offers me a wan smile and a brief explanation.

“Stalker.Strangledme.Irreparablevocal cord damage.Don’ttalk much anymore.Hurtstoo much.”

Turningmy head,Ifrown in confusion whenIsee thatEinarhas lingered by the door and didn’t follow me all the way into the room.

“Whatare you doing?”

“Waitingfor the females to invite me further into their room.Itis rude to assume things, littleStarshine,” he says, tongue in cheek.

Heatherchortles at that before calling out toEinar.

“Y’alland your manners.Yourmomma must have been a real lady to instill such good values in her sons.”

Hisresponse is heavy as he walks across the room to set his bag on the table. “Yes, she was a female of high moral values and taught us all well.Now, with your permission,Ineed to make sure everyone is healing well.”

Tomy surprise, all three of them immediately nod their heads in agreement while murmuring verbal responses in agreement, sliding into chairs around the table.Theswish of the door opening catches us by surprise, butEinardoesn’t even look up from what he’s doing as he examinesHeather.

“GreetingsMurgul.Hownice of you to join us this rising.”

Gwenjerks around the secondMurgul’sname, leavesEinar’slips and blushes a becoming pink.

Oh?Whatis this?

Myinner gossip girl is instantly curious.

Einar’syoungest brother, ifIremember correctly, doesn’t say a word, just walks in and goes to stand against the far wall, folding his arms across his chest while glaring atEinar, or more accurately, glaring at everyone in the room.Movementby his feet catches my attention and, to my utter surprise,Isee the end of a tail curled around his boots.Theend of which looks like a wicked blade.Notwanting to be rude and stare,Ifocus on whatEinaris doing as he moves fromHeatherover toBambi.Hismotions are fluid, like this is a well-choreographed dance, his hands unfailingly gentle, but professional, while he performs his exam on the other women.

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