It’s Totally Not Flirting. Not at all. Except for the fact that feeling his hands on her waist like that brings back memories of him holding her there while he fucked her. Those thoughts are incredibly distracting, and it’s all Midge can do to pay attention to the instructions that he’s giving her, considering that they’re for everyone’s safety.

She practices pulling the trigger of the unloaded gun a few times and then nods. “Let’s do this.”