Perception

Part 6

****Quick reminder, this is fiction...so don't spaz out when it's improbable. :) Sang POV:

Sometime in the night I felt Nathan slide out of bed, and Kota slide in. Spicy ocean. Mmmm. What seems like only seconds later, I feel my hair being smoothed from my forehead and smell spring soap. It was early; the morning sun barely making an appearance on the horizon. In the pink light sneaking through the window, I look up to see silver eyes that look suspiciously amused. I try to sit up to straighten my clothes out but am incapable of moving the twin bands that cross my chest and thighs. I lift my head to see that while we were sleeping, Kota had draped his arm across me and over Silas' upper arm, and Silas had his knee bent up, and placed over Kota's hip!

I look back to Mr. Blackbourne with huge laughing eyes hoping I do not laugh and ruin the boys' moment. "PULL ME OUT?" I sign. Mr. Blackbourne gives a half smile and moves to the foot of the bed to drag me out of my sleeping man tunnel.

As soon as I am free, I grab Mr. Blackbourne's blazer and attempt to pull him from the room. At the doorframe he turns back, but I am too close to losing it to stay and see why.

After reaching the kitchen I give in, and let the giggles flow from me like water from a faucet. Resting my head on my forearms crossed on the counter, I didn't hear Mr. Blackbourne approach. I feel a cool hand quickly warm itself against the small of my back around the same time if feel the soap scented breeze reach me. Lifting my still gleeful face, I meet Mr. Blackbourne's eyes.

"I wish...*giggle*....I would....*giggle*...have gotten....*giggle*....a picture!" I exclaim! Mr. Blackbourne looks on with his millimeter smile and indulgent eyes.

Owen POV:

Breathtaking. Absolutely enchanting.  I cannot seem to take my eyes off of the radiant Miss Sorenson as she revels in my brothers' unintended antics. I am at loathe to put a halt to her joyful moment, especially after the day she had yesterday, but we are on budgeted time.

After another enchanting minute I am able to pull myself from the blissful exchange in order to address the reason I woke Miss Sorenson first.

"I know you asked that I trust you in your plan to handle McCoy, but I really must insist on obtaining slightly more information," I state and watch in dismay as the light leaves her eyes and her smile melts from her face.

"Hmm, well, a while back when my father dropped me off at the library I found a reference book on psychology. From there I did a little more research, and managed to find out how a "trigger" will provide different affects on different people. That's all I can say for now. It's hard to explain, but you should be able to see it later," she says with eyes urging me to accept her decision. I want to but there is just one more thing I morally need to know before giving my consent.

 "Does your plan involve the willful implementation of physical pain? I do not want you to go anywhere near Mr. McCoy," I state bluntly.

"Well, no, the plan is to not have to touch him or him get near to me. You did say you and Silas were coming with me. I want you guys there in case McCoy tries to lunge at me," she pauses and looks toward Nathan's closed bedroom door just as a ruffled Silas and Kota walk through with slightly pink cheeks. I do so love the camera function on cell phones!