All You Sinners | Closed; Aimee & Ian
“Hmm no.” He let his answer be for a moment. “You already had the jump on me when I got into the house, saw through my begging ploy and you’re still not hesitating to shoot me should I say something wrong. I’d say you’re anything but a fool.” If anything she was as smart as Theo and him. The accent had thrown him for a moment, he didn’t expect to hear it all the way out in Wyoming of all places but here she was, posh accent, gun in hand and all. He was still unsure of her relation to Theo. “He try to screw you over too?”
Finally, she let her hands drop as she almost chuckled to herself. “In a way.” She agreed, running a hand through her hair. She shook her head- before the outbreak, she couldn’t win. And now, when she thought she’d been careful, yet a little selfish, she still couldn’t win. “Don’t fucking try anything or I’ll shoot your bloody brains out, got it, mate?” She motioned with gun when she spoke, but she had taken down her defenses. This guy had tried to trick her, but he didn’t stick with it. He had let down his defenses first. “What’s your name?”












