|Anthy:||Oh shit, it's 5 o'clock. I'm pretty sure it was 3 o'clock two hours ago...|
Careful, honey, it’s loaded,” he said, reentering the bedroom.
Her back rested against the headboard. “This for your wife?”
“No. Too chancy. I’m hiring a professional.”
“How about me?”
He smirked. “Cute. But who’d be dumb enough to hire a lady hit man?”
She wet her lips, sighting along the barrel.
|Me when I first joined Tumblr:||Oh, I already reblogged this. That's too bad.|
|Me now:||I reblogged this every day for the last three weeks and I'mma do it again. I don't give a fuck.|