Namakaehe is on the front porch waiting for Bronte. He hasn't figured out what is so important that Bronte said he has to tonight. He smiles when two arms slide around his waist. "I know my love, Bronte, is interfering with our plans. We'll sleep in tomorrow. He turns and wraps his arms around her and kisses her forehead.
Shilioh kisses his chest, giggles, "Your guests have arrived. I'll be in bed waiting for you." She disappears.
Apollo and Bronte walk on the porch. Bronte tells him he isn't going to take up too much of his time. Namakaehe tells them to golloe him. They go into the den. He offers Apollo and Bronte a drink, but both men decline.
JC Scannell is here in Nanakuli. I'm pretty sure I'm on his damn list. Damn, I thought his ass was dead. " Bronte scratched his head. Man, I h
