Béla, before she died; not the powerful, god-like Béla he knew now, but the original one. “She kept pulling the trigger on her gun and shooting at the other girl.”
Annalisa’s body tensed as she shoved her pelvis hard against Jake’s hip. “You can kill people with it.”
Annalisa didn’t reply as she thought about what he said. “Sisters share everything.”
That wasn’t strictly true. “Tell me,” Jake said, ignoring her comment. What do you fight with it?”
“It can be used like any other weapon,” Jake explained. The rest of the time, she kept him strictly for herself. “Tell me more about the girls shooting each other,” she purred. Did you see them?”
“Oh, yeah,” Jake admitted. We had sex right in the middle of the floor while we just stared at the bullet holes.”
“You liked it, then?” Annalisa asked, her fascination obvious in her eyes.
