This girl is… fuck if I know. But hell if I don't want her.
"Fair enough," I mutter, not hiding the fact that I'm stripping her naked with my eyes.
Dragging my hair back from my eyes once more, I finally look up into her eyes, which are significantly darker than before.
"Where did you learn to shoot like that?" I ask, too curious about her skills to keep the question to myself.
"I could ask you the same thing."
I nod at her. Even if she were to ask, she'd never get the truth out of me.
"You should be scared of me," I warn, dropping the tone of my voice to one that usually scares off guys who are much more dangerous than her at… what? Five foot four? With curves for miles.
She throws her head back and laughs, causing my fists to clench at my sides.
"Of you? I've put men twice your size on the floor with almost zero effort. I—"