After both the boy took there time washing me in the shower I could smell the Thorne had come home. In excitement I ran down the stairs with just a towel when I got to the bottom of the stairs it was only then that I noticed the cuts and bruises on him. “What happened to you?” I looked at him shocked. He was soaked with mud and blood everywhere. He ran his dirty hand through his hair and then without even taking his boots off started to track the mud though my clean house.
Started to push him back inspecting him for any fatal wounds “don’t you dare track mud in to my house. Now what happened?” He snickered at my fussing. He grabbed my chin “I’m fine. It was just a little practice tussle. You should see the other guy” he then raised his eye brow looking me up and down “or maybe not. You h
