I pointed my gun not at anything in particular, but in the directions I could cover that might potentially have someone hiding who wanted to shoot at the sheriff. And fear definitely goes under the heading of pain in the wrong situation. Anita, Anita! I blinked, and I was still kneeling between Nathaniel and Damian. The only thing that was probably more vibrant was his hair.
Nathaniel sat on the other side of me, putting me in the middle. I was still curled against Nathaniel, and Jason was a dim blond shape on the other side of him. If I hadn't known anything about Primo and what had gone on before, I'd have learned something just by watching the other men refuse to help him. I think that Nathaniel and I traded a little dominance and submission.
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