‘Okay, point taken,’ she said mildly and returned her attention to the magazine, unfazed by his vehement denial of her request.
‘You don’t even like shooting to maim,’ he muttered.
‘I like it even less when people are trying to kill you,’ she countered.
There was nothing he could say to that, so Seb let his eyes close and willed his muscles to relax. An Uzi! Where the hell did she get these ideas? Real life was nothing like the movies. The thought of her wielding an Uzi was enough to make his blood run cold. But then his lips twitched in a reluctant smile – he never got bored around her, she never gave him the chance.
Emilia snickered and Seb’s eyes snapped open. Was he drooling? He wiped at his mouth but there was nothing there. ‘What’s so funny?’
‘You’d think if you were pho
