“Keep going and I’ll drag you there myself.”

The way he leans shows off his thigh muscles and now she really is getting hot and bothered. Now probably isn’t the time, but it’s not as if she can help it. He’s put the safety back on the gun, so Midge feels comfortable approaching him. Her fingers play at the collar to his shirt and the buttons down the front of it.

“That was more impressive than I thought it would be,” Midge tells him.