again, had brought Eva out in a cold sweat. But she had seen enough movies and television shows to know not to antagonize the person who was aiming a gun at her.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Moira?” Finn demanded coldly.
Obviously Finn hadn’t seen or watched the same movies and television shows Eva had.
“I just want us to be together again, Finn.” The gun wavered slightly in Moira’s now shaking hand.
“And do you seriously think pointing a gun at a friend of mine is going to achieve that?” Finn came back scornfully.
Nope, Finn definitely hadn’t been watching the same movies or television shows Eva had.
The look of uncertainty deepened on Moira’s face for several seconds, and then that bright hardness returned to her eyes and her shoulders straightened as she kept the gun leveled on Eva. “I don’t like her, Finn.”
“I don’t remember asking for your opinion.”
“Finn—” Eva started.
“I told you to stay out of this, bitch!” Moira snarled at Eva again.
Finn drew his breath in sharply, his emotions a mixture of fear and fury. Fear for Eva’s safety, and fury at Moira’s insanity.
Even more fury for the blood trickling down Eva’s cheek, and knowing that Moira must have hit her. Possibly with the barrel of the gun; he doubted much else would have subdued his fiery Eva.
His Eva?
Yes, for the moment that’s exactly what she was; his to protect from a madwoman with a gun.
A gun , for Christ’s sake!
This whole situation was unreal. Like one of those nightmares it was impossible to wake up from.
Except Finn knew it was all too real...
Chapter 12
He had to try and distract Moira somehow. Get her to lower the gun long enough for him to disarm her and ensure Eva was out of danger.
“I saw the two of you together.” Moira’s eyes had taken on that manic-fevered look again.
Finn allowed some of the tension to ease from his shoulders as he spoke softly. “I thought you liked to watch?” Could that possibly be a flicker of movement he had just seen in the window behind Moira?
Had Lucien’s men arrived, after all?
Or was that just wishful thinking on Finn’s part?
“I didn’t like watching you with another woman,” Moira answered him harshly.
Finn dragged his gaze back to Moira’s face. But not before he was sure he had seen another flicker of movement in the window behind her. “Maybe you would enjoy a threesome more?” he suggested lightly. “You, me and Eva?”
Eva’s eyes widened as she stared at Finn like he had now gone insane. If he seriously thought she was going to—
“I thought you weren’t interested in a threesome?” Moira’s attention was now fixed totally on Finn, the gun lowering slightly as the tension eased in her arms.
Now Eva realized exactly what Finn was doing. Distracting Moira, drawing her attention onto him rather than Eva. And he was obviously succeeding. But then what? What was he going to do next? Surely he didn’t intend—
“Not if it’s two men and one woman,” Finn answered with a shrug. “But two women and one man might be fun.”
Eva knew Finn had to be deliberately distracting Moira with the intention of then somehow disarming her, but even so—
Eva’s head jerked up as one of the windows behind Moira suddenly shattered inwards, followed by a man dressed completely in white who rolled on the carpet before coming up on his knees, the gun in his hands leveled at Moira.
At the same time as Finn made a dive for the armed woman.
And the door behind them burst open to admit another man dressed completely in white, the gun in his hand also trained on the armed woman across the room.
Immediately followed by the sound of a single gunshot.
Eva’s world went suddenly black as she saw the bloom of blood on Finn’s t-shirt...
“Calm the fuck down, Devlin—”
“And just how am I
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Moira?” Finn demanded coldly.
Obviously Finn hadn’t seen or watched the same movies and television shows Eva had.
“I just want us to be together again, Finn.” The gun wavered slightly in Moira’s now shaking hand.
“And do you seriously think pointing a gun at a friend of mine is going to achieve that?” Finn came back scornfully.
Nope, Finn definitely hadn’t been watching the same movies or television shows Eva had.
The look of uncertainty deepened on Moira’s face for several seconds, and then that bright hardness returned to her eyes and her shoulders straightened as she kept the gun leveled on Eva. “I don’t like her, Finn.”
“I don’t remember asking for your opinion.”
“Finn—” Eva started.
“I told you to stay out of this, bitch!” Moira snarled at Eva again.
Finn drew his breath in sharply, his emotions a mixture of fear and fury. Fear for Eva’s safety, and fury at Moira’s insanity.
Even more fury for the blood trickling down Eva’s cheek, and knowing that Moira must have hit her. Possibly with the barrel of the gun; he doubted much else would have subdued his fiery Eva.
His Eva?
Yes, for the moment that’s exactly what she was; his to protect from a madwoman with a gun.
A gun , for Christ’s sake!
This whole situation was unreal. Like one of those nightmares it was impossible to wake up from.
Except Finn knew it was all too real...
Chapter 12
He had to try and distract Moira somehow. Get her to lower the gun long enough for him to disarm her and ensure Eva was out of danger.
“I saw the two of you together.” Moira’s eyes had taken on that manic-fevered look again.
Finn allowed some of the tension to ease from his shoulders as he spoke softly. “I thought you liked to watch?” Could that possibly be a flicker of movement he had just seen in the window behind Moira?
Had Lucien’s men arrived, after all?
Or was that just wishful thinking on Finn’s part?
“I didn’t like watching you with another woman,” Moira answered him harshly.
Finn dragged his gaze back to Moira’s face. But not before he was sure he had seen another flicker of movement in the window behind her. “Maybe you would enjoy a threesome more?” he suggested lightly. “You, me and Eva?”
Eva’s eyes widened as she stared at Finn like he had now gone insane. If he seriously thought she was going to—
“I thought you weren’t interested in a threesome?” Moira’s attention was now fixed totally on Finn, the gun lowering slightly as the tension eased in her arms.
Now Eva realized exactly what Finn was doing. Distracting Moira, drawing her attention onto him rather than Eva. And he was obviously succeeding. But then what? What was he going to do next? Surely he didn’t intend—
“Not if it’s two men and one woman,” Finn answered with a shrug. “But two women and one man might be fun.”
Eva knew Finn had to be deliberately distracting Moira with the intention of then somehow disarming her, but even so—
Eva’s head jerked up as one of the windows behind Moira suddenly shattered inwards, followed by a man dressed completely in white who rolled on the carpet before coming up on his knees, the gun in his hands leveled at Moira.
At the same time as Finn made a dive for the armed woman.
And the door behind them burst open to admit another man dressed completely in white, the gun in his hand also trained on the armed woman across the room.
Immediately followed by the sound of a single gunshot.
Eva’s world went suddenly black as she saw the bloom of blood on Finn’s t-shirt...
“Calm the fuck down, Devlin—”
“And just how am I
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