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He gasped. "There is a baby in the room!"
She followed him, her brows furrowed.
He relaxed slightly. "Hi.."
"I beg your pardon?"
She grunted slightly as she threw her elbow into another man's throat, running over to him.
"Stop. Aubrey's gonna get sick."
She looked around, clearly wired. "Yeah. Yeah. Let's get out of here."
He shifted before waking. "Bee...?"
"Did you do anything else?"
She fired and the target gasped, his lips slightly parting before he fell back, landing on the ground.
“It’s adorable.”
She did so, her eyes wide. “Why didn’t I bring a gun?” she chided herself.
He was silent, his wings laying out behind him.
“But your day was good?”
The man fell back and Petra turned, aiming at their target.
“A little.”
His aim was true and the guard staggered, falling backwards.
He didn’t wake, pulling her closer to his chest.
She laughed, kissing his cheek again. “I love you too.”
A brutish man grunted as his fist made contact with the metal, his eyes widening .
