In a panic, she quickly tried to sit up. “Is he alive?”
“Yeah, now be still,” Nick ordered pulling her back against him in an attempt to force her into a more relaxed state. “I don’t want your bullet wound to start bleeding again. Who shot you?”
Gypsy thought about that for a second before frowning, “Well technically… I guess I shot myself.” She started to shrug and instantly regretted the movement. Giving in to his silent request to relax, she leaned back against Nick’s chest and nodded toward tall, dark, and demonic… he didn’t look so good. “Is he going to be alright?”
“You shot yourself,” Nick shifted to the side so he could lean forward to see her face. His eyebrows pulled together noticing that she didn’t look like she was joking. Knowing he was going to regret asking, he did it an
