Everything goes Numb

•Astrid•

My heart raced in my chest, and I could basically hear it beat. My eyes were shut tightly, and my body coiled in tension.

The groans and cries of the man who’d been standing in front of me made me realize I wasn’t dead yet — and maybe that was a good thing.

For a second there, I thought my life had ended.

I peeled my eyes open slowly and stared down at the man who’d fallen on the floor, clutching both his legs and his cock — if we’d still call it that.

There was blood gushing out of his left leg. It made my stomach churn.

Footsteps approached, and I snapped my eyes up toward the door. It was a lean man. He had long, dark hair and gray eyes — I don’t know, but they didn’t look dark.

He tucked his gun into his pants and stopped right in front of the crying man.

“We don’t touch the lady, Mac. Thought you’d know better than that,” he said, his voice gruff and masculine.

I trembled lightly. I was going to need a therapist — if I survived this. I’ve needed one for a long time now,