The dangerous one was Ren. Innocent though the white tiger he appeared to be, he was a compelling predator. Utterly irresistible -- like a Venus flytrap. So alluring, so tempting, so deadly. Everything he did was seductive and possibly hazardous to my health.
Colleen HouckTag: ren colleen-houck kelsey tiger-s-curse tiger-saga
Well, first of all, you can't expect me to have coherent thoughts when you're touching me. Second, you're too... good-looking. Good-looking people usually get what they want.
Colleen HouckTag: tiger-s-curse
Stop looking at me like that."
"Like what?"
"Like you're hunting me. I'm not an antelope.
Tag: tiger-s-curse
After a moment, he (Ren) elaborated, "By the way, I didn't say you weren't attractive. I just said you're young."
"So is Nilima by your standards. You're more than three hundred years old!"
"That's true." He grinned lopsidedly in an attempt to get me to smile.
"Technically, you should be dating a very old lady." A tiny smile passed my lips.
Kishan kept his distance, but his come-hither eyes made my face burn.
Colleen HouckLunch is served!" I shouted.
The brothers wasted no time. Kishan reached for the chicken, and Ren, the cookies. I smacked their hands away and handed each one a bacterial wipe.
Kishan grumbled, "Kells, I ate my food raw off the ground for three hundred years. I really don't think a little dirt's going to kill me.
Later that sweltering evening, I climbed into my tiny tent and lay down on top of my bedroll, twisting the lighter blanket around me mummy-style.
Ren ducked his head in to check on me and laughed. “Do you always do that?”
“Only when camping.”
“You know bugs can still get in there.”
“Don’t say that. I like to live in ignorance.
Wow,” I said. “That story is disturbing on so many different levels. One thing that’s mystifying about Indian mythology is how often the names change. The skin color changes – she’s golden, she’s black, she’s pink. Her name changes – she’s Durga, Kali, Parvati. Her personality changes – she’s a loving mother, she’s a fierce warrior, she’s terrible in her wrath, she’s a lover, she’s vengeful, she’s weak and mortal, then she’s powerful and can’t be defeated. Then there’s her marital status – she’s sometimes single, sometimes married. It’s hard to keep all the stories straight.”
Ren snickered. “Sounds like a normal woman to me.
Ren grinned. “So… you and lady tigers, eh? Is there something you want share, Kishan?”
Kishan shoved a forkful of dinner into his mouth and mumbled, “How about I share my fist with your face?”
“Wow. Sensitive, I’m sure your lady tiger friends were all very attractive. So am I an uncle?
What’s all the yelling about?” Kishan asked.
“Would you please tell your sorry excuse for a brother that I’m not talking to him anymore?”
Kishan grinned. “No problem. She’s not talking to you anymore.
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