definitely striking with
that russet skin tone, high cheek bones, full lips, and square chin. His
physique wasn’t anything to spit on either.
Personality
wise, some people might call him off-putting, but Laney just found him very
interesting. He seemed to take everything rather seriously, and way literally. He’d acted like he’d never heard of the ‘pulling my leg’ phrase? She
thought that was like a universal idiom.
Devan
turned his head and Laney realized she’d been caught staring, again , she
just hoped it hadn’t looked like she was ogling…because she just might have
been. Swinging her gaze forward she saw that they were coming out of the trees.
“Brace yourself, Johnny, you’re about to get bombarded.” Laney warned as they
stepped into the clearing.
CHAPTER FOUR
Johnny’s parents converged on them instantly when they stepped out from the
trees. Devan backed up instinctively, a protective reaction, but they had no
thought for him. Their only concern was their son. Taking Johnny into their
arms they looked like police officers patting down a criminal for weapons, only
they were searching for injuries. Johnny’s mother repeatedly embraced him as
though that action would make everything that was wrong, right.
Devan
observed it all at a safe distance and with mystification. So much tumult over
such a small thing.
“What
were you thinking? We talked about this all week. You were not to wander off,
anything could have happened to you out there.” The fathers face was red with
anger now that his worry had been appeased. The mother continued to hug him
tightly, having not moved past the fear yet.
The child
wasn’t even fazed by it. Attempting to wiggle out of his mom’s tight grip he
proceeded to tell the entire group about the mountain lion incident; in almost
the same run on sentence he had provided Laney with. He portrayed Devan as some
hero who flew out of nowhere to save him from the predator that was about to
eat him.
Not
that Johnny had known that was about to happen to him at the time. Devan had
located Johnny’s position from the moment his mother had started screaming, and
had directed everyone’s attention toward that location. The child had been a
half a mile away playing by the river’s edge. Devan had deemed Johnny comparatively
safe; he wasn’t too close to the river and he was focused at building
something with some sticks on the ground. Devan had figured someone would get
to him before he did any damage to himself, and then when Nick had asked him to
go with Laney Devan knew he could lead them right to the child with no problem.
Unfortunately, Devan had been focused too much on the child, making sure he remained
safe, and not on the surrounding area, and as the mountain lion had been down
wind he also hadn’t smelled it. Not until the lion had been close enough to
attack had Devan finally seen it, and as a result he had had to take action
swiftly.
Sprinting
and jumping over three hundred yards in seconds, Devan had barely made it to
the child. The mountain lion had been in the process of pouncing on the
oblivious Johnny for a meal when Devan ran in vaulting over the kid and slammed
into the lion like a defensive football player, sending the lion hurtling head
over rear. It had not put the mountain lion in a pleasant frame of mind.
Instead of running off at the presence of a larger predator it had made a noisy
argument over losing its prey. Devan hadn’t worried it would attack; the lion
had known Devan for the predator he was and would have eventually run off, even
if Laney hadn’t run in yelling. She had only frightened it off a little sooner.
Everyone had turned and was staring at Devan. There was a mixture of facial
expressions ranging from disbelief, to fear, to astonishment. Devan was
accustomed to attention, but he
that russet skin tone, high cheek bones, full lips, and square chin. His
physique wasn’t anything to spit on either.
Personality
wise, some people might call him off-putting, but Laney just found him very
interesting. He seemed to take everything rather seriously, and way literally. He’d acted like he’d never heard of the ‘pulling my leg’ phrase? She
thought that was like a universal idiom.
Devan
turned his head and Laney realized she’d been caught staring, again , she
just hoped it hadn’t looked like she was ogling…because she just might have
been. Swinging her gaze forward she saw that they were coming out of the trees.
“Brace yourself, Johnny, you’re about to get bombarded.” Laney warned as they
stepped into the clearing.
CHAPTER FOUR
Johnny’s parents converged on them instantly when they stepped out from the
trees. Devan backed up instinctively, a protective reaction, but they had no
thought for him. Their only concern was their son. Taking Johnny into their
arms they looked like police officers patting down a criminal for weapons, only
they were searching for injuries. Johnny’s mother repeatedly embraced him as
though that action would make everything that was wrong, right.
Devan
observed it all at a safe distance and with mystification. So much tumult over
such a small thing.
“What
were you thinking? We talked about this all week. You were not to wander off,
anything could have happened to you out there.” The fathers face was red with
anger now that his worry had been appeased. The mother continued to hug him
tightly, having not moved past the fear yet.
The child
wasn’t even fazed by it. Attempting to wiggle out of his mom’s tight grip he
proceeded to tell the entire group about the mountain lion incident; in almost
the same run on sentence he had provided Laney with. He portrayed Devan as some
hero who flew out of nowhere to save him from the predator that was about to
eat him.
Not
that Johnny had known that was about to happen to him at the time. Devan had
located Johnny’s position from the moment his mother had started screaming, and
had directed everyone’s attention toward that location. The child had been a
half a mile away playing by the river’s edge. Devan had deemed Johnny comparatively
safe; he wasn’t too close to the river and he was focused at building
something with some sticks on the ground. Devan had figured someone would get
to him before he did any damage to himself, and then when Nick had asked him to
go with Laney Devan knew he could lead them right to the child with no problem.
Unfortunately, Devan had been focused too much on the child, making sure he remained
safe, and not on the surrounding area, and as the mountain lion had been down
wind he also hadn’t smelled it. Not until the lion had been close enough to
attack had Devan finally seen it, and as a result he had had to take action
swiftly.
Sprinting
and jumping over three hundred yards in seconds, Devan had barely made it to
the child. The mountain lion had been in the process of pouncing on the
oblivious Johnny for a meal when Devan ran in vaulting over the kid and slammed
into the lion like a defensive football player, sending the lion hurtling head
over rear. It had not put the mountain lion in a pleasant frame of mind.
Instead of running off at the presence of a larger predator it had made a noisy
argument over losing its prey. Devan hadn’t worried it would attack; the lion
had known Devan for the predator he was and would have eventually run off, even
if Laney hadn’t run in yelling. She had only frightened it off a little sooner.
Everyone had turned and was staring at Devan. There was a mixture of facial
expressions ranging from disbelief, to fear, to astonishment. Devan was
accustomed to attention, but he
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