She didn’t like me being close. But just as I thought I’d gotten the upper hand, I felt something sharp dig into my side. Looking down, I saw a small flick knife, and I chuckled. “That’s cute. Are you flirting with me?” I glanced from the knife to her face, and gave her a sly wink. “I’d rather flirt with a viper,” she spat back, pushing the knife in a little further.
