บท 178: Chapter 178: Intruders

Alison was practically drooling all over me. That is until her hand slipped free and she took a step aside. The two young men, both about the same height and clearly related, grinned at us as they stopped.

The first looked a bit younger, dirty blond hair thick and hanging to his shoulders. But even though he was classically handsome with European chiseled features, his gray eyes were empty of warmth.

"Bonjour," he said in a soft French accent. "Good afternoon, ladies."

Alison tittered like she'd never heard a guy speak before.

The second of the pair, dark hair cut short, cool green eyes with the same lack of anything kind in them, reached out and took Alison's hand. He bent over her fingers, brushing his full lips across them while his eyes never left hers. "Mon cher," he said.

Alison's cheeks were bright. "Hi," she breathed. Yup, breathed. Seriously.