Serena wasted no time sidling up to Damien.
She leaned against him, her voice overly sweet. "Damien, forget about her. Let's play together."
"She'll never get the hang of it in such a short time anyway," she added dismissively, reaching out to tug at the hem of his shirt.
But the next second, Raine's calm voice cut through.
"The instructor hasn't taught me how to hold a gun yet," she said, answering Damien's earlier question.
Damien turned and walked straight to her. Before Raine could process what was happening, he was already behind her, guiding her hand.
The gun found its way into her hands, and Damien's larger, steadier ones enveloped hers, securing their grip on the handle.
Raine's breath hitched as her pulse quickened. His proximity unsettled her in a way she hadn't prepared f
