Abigail Roux

You shot me, Zane.
-Baby, if I’d shot you, you wouldn’t be alive complaining about it, Zane said, then leaned sideways to check the backyard.
-Well, someone shot me. It’s upsetting.
Zane glared at him before rolling his eyes.
- Kelly had the beanbags, you can talk to him about it later.
- It’s very upsetting, Ty repeated, pressing his hand to his chest.