At least I went outside. I didn't chase him. You, him, and Asher date? Sometimes. He shook his head, but still didn't move.
One arm went across my chest, and only later would I realize that he'd covered my gun butt with his hand. I realized that he'd pulled back. No, you bastard, don't you understand? If you do go mad and start slaughtering the innocent, I am exactly who they will send. Don't hurt him, but get him out.
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