My shivering chin bumps against his chest, I peek at him, scanning the surrounding area; he readies his gun.
“We need shelter, they must have heard us,” I want to laugh… I bite my tongue. Is he serious? They did, i***t.
What’s wrong with me? I can’t concentrate on what’s happening, I can’t stop thinking about our moment… bitters are attacking the house, and I’m fluttering in the damn sky.
“Bells…” He lifts his hands in question, “Okay, okay,” I nod in a follow… “The front door, Ethan… they breaking through the…” He silent my lips with a finger, “I know, Bells,”
He sighs and returns his view to the corner, “Those bastards,” Yes! I dislike them too for spoiling our perfect moment, couldn’t they have waited a little longer?
“Come on, we can sneak through the back door,” “But… there’s a b
