She pressed her palm to the open wound, which he’d inflicted far from any dangerous artery, and her eyes blazed with pure, flaming rage. “I will kill you—” She reached for the gun at her other thigh, as if she really would blast his face off. Ruhn bolted down the stairs before she could take aim. Holstering his own gun, he raced onward, leaving her to bleed behind him.
Nothing says i love you quite like shooting ya girl in the leg <3
