Dylan and her grandmother were hitting it off; it seemed to her, from her experiences that water elementals seemed to get along very well…or very poorly. She was pleased to see in this instance, it was the former rather than the latter.
“Aiden and Dylan will be staying here until it’s time for you to go back home.” Aira’s grandmother told her. “I thought it would be a good idea to give you a chance to get to know them both, and for them to get to know you, before you were outside of my protection once more.”
Aira tried to find suitable grace to thank her grandmother for her thoughtfulness, in spite of the way the high-handed move still grated her. She knew there was no way out of the situation; she would let the men protect her, even if it was only from boredom.
Chapter 4
Aiden’s first impression of the woman he and his brother had agreed to protect was that she was pretty sexy, but difficult. When she walked into the kitchen, standing a few feet away with her hands on her full hips, looking defiant, Aiden had taken the opportunity to look her over as covertly as possible. She was a few inches shorter than he and his brother with dark hair, still mussed from sleep, tumbling down to her shoulders in an asymmetrical cut. Her big, dark brown eyes were set into an intelligent-looking face with slightly full lips and arched eyebrows. He couldn’t help admiring her curves. He was, after all, a perfectly functioning heterosexual male. The pajamas she wore clung to her breasts and hips, but obscured her legs. Aiden had torn his attention away from her, feeling his initial interest piqued, and recognized the attraction as a danger; he was supposed to protect her, not seduce her.
He had felt a little sympathy for the woman as her grandmother explained the purpose of his and his brother’s presence in the house. Aware of her growing anger, he hadn’t been surprised when she stormed out. It was what he would have done in the same situation. He wondered why her grandmother hadn’t even talked to Aira about her idea before bringing him and his brother in to protect her. Aira’s grandmother, who had insisted the two men call her Lorene, sighed as the wind began to howl outside. Dylan glanced uneasily at Aiden, and Aiden knew it would only be a matter of time before Dylan’s impulse to smooth things over came about.
“I’m sorry, gentlemen,” the older woman said, folding her hands and smiling slightly. “It seems as though I didn’t calculate my approach properly.”
Aiden chuckled at the rueful tone in the woman’s voice.
They exchanged pleasantries for a few minutes, and then Dylan’s instinctive nature to be a peace maker drove him out of the house. “Miss Lorene, I’d like to speak with Aira, if you think she’ll listen to me,” he said in his soft voice, and Aiden hid his grin behind the coffee mug, taking a long sip. Aira’s grandmother shrugged.
“I have no idea if she’ll hear you out, but she’s probably in her tree. It’s a magnolia, one of the tallest trees on the property.” The older woman locked gazes with his brother and Aiden knew the two water elementals were exchanging mental images—a talent he envied slightly in his brother. When Dylan left, Lorene turned to him, looking at him for a few moments with an intent gaze that seemed to bore into his very brain. “You’re a very different sort of person than your brother,” she observed. Aiden nodded, wondering in the back of his mind if the older woman thought that was a good thing or a bad thing. “You’ll need to take care with my granddaughter. She’s smarter than I think you’ve given her credit for, and tougher too. If she feels like you’re interfering too much in her life, she will find a way to push you out of it.”
Aiden absorbed the advice for a moment. Lorene stood, taking his coffee mug and refilling it without asking whether he wanted more.
Dylan was absent for a long time; long enough for Aiden to get