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- "Bedtime Story" by Jeffrey Whitmore (via talesofnorth)
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.
“Your wife.
”- "Bedtime Story" by Jeffrey Whitmore (via talesofnorth)