“What to shoot, for one thing,” he joked, stroking her back. “What choices?” she finally whispered against his chest after a moment. When he didn’t say more, Elizabeth drew a shaky breath.
He’s not as fine a shot as you are, but he’s a hell of a lot faster…”Ī teary giggle escaped the girl in his arms, and Ian continued, “On the other hand, if you’re holding the pistol, you’ll have some choices to make, and they’re not easy…” “You could always call her out, you know.” The spasmodic shaking in Elizabeth’s slender shoulders began to subside, and Ian added with forced tightness, “Better yet, Robert should stand in for you. “If she’d known what a good shot you are,” he whispered past the unfamiliar tightness in his throat, “she’d never have dared.” His hand lifted to her wet cheek, holding it pressed against his chest.
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