This guy wouldn’t give up. I’d already told him I wasn’t interested, yet here he was, trying again.

Sure, I was looking for someone tonight, but he didn’t even come close to meeting my standards.

"No," I snapped and discreetly pulled out the gun from my pocket. I didn’t lift it, but it was aimed at his position in my left hand. "But I’d be happy to put a bullet in your head. What do you think?"

I smirked as his face turned pale. His lips trembled, and he swallowed nervously. ...