It's at the next rest stop that he climbs down from the roof and kneels beside my bed roll, the furthest one from the rest. His hands reach for my shirt, slow, but decisive. "Don't get any ideas," he breathes, unbuttoning. "We all have needs. I still wouldn't trust anyone with this bullet but myself."
An odd thing to say, but I can't counter when he undoes my belt and reaches further down; I silence him with my mouth.
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In Case of Emergency
Cerita PendekA hundred miles. Five survivors. One bullet. Taken in by the same group of survivors who ran him over, Eden forms an unlikely bond with Bronte, a man with only one bullet left in his gun.
