Chapter 58
Louisa's POV
The whole yard became very quiet almost instantly.
"Darren, please pull Colt out of the water before he drowns to death. Ms. Salamander, I know it sounds weird but you look pretty inside out. You're welcome to our place but you ought to promise me that there will never be fights again in our yard. And I need you to release your brother because I kind of need him to help me repair the watermill. And you, mister..."
I paused because I shifted my sight to Colt, who had just regained consciousness after being half pulled out of the water by Darren.
He looked very confused and... gratuitously hot.
His shirt was damp and wrapped very tightly over his perfect pectorals.
OK. He looked like a drowned rat. Indeed.
But he looked like a damn good
