AVALINE

“I would like to know you more,” he eyed me up and down—not really up and down since I’m sitting; he can’t see my feet.

I winced while Czar lowly growled.

"But not now. We have plenty of time for that in the coming days," he winked.

“Fuck off or I’m gonna fucking shoot you,” Czar said lowly with a promise of violence.

The man’s lips curled up. “Then let’s shoot each other’s heads off.”

My gaze flicked to Czar to see if he would react. A soldier should ...