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Choosing several bows and crossbows, they grabbed appropriate bolts and arrows and quivers to store them in.Next, they found targets for shooting practice, then piled more ammo for their guns into duffle bags.
“We could supply an army with the number of guns and ammo we’ve got,” Grace said, grunting with effort as she shouldered her duffle bag.
“Twenty Knights of Orderisan army,” Zoe figured.“You saw Amaros in action.Imagine what his whole team could do against their enemies.”
“He is pretty impressive,” the teen agreed.“You could barely tear your eyes away from him.You’re staring at him right now,” she said teasingly.
“I know and it’s really annoying,” Zoe agreed, forcing her gaze away from the warrior who was filling containers with gas.“It’s strange, but I feel a weird sense of being drawn to him.”
“That’s called lust,” the kid said with her typical eyeroll.
“It’s different from normal desire,” Zoe insisted.“It’s like there’s something magical between us.”
Grace looked at her like she’d lost her mind.“Oh, boy, you’ve got it even worse than I’d realized,” she said.“They won’t be here for long, remember?”she said.“Eventually, Amaros and his team will leave.Don’t fall for him, because you’ll just end up getting your heart broken.”
Zoe nodded, knowing she was right.That didn’t stop her from devouring Amaros with her eyes as they returned to the truck with their stolen goods.
Chapter Eighteen
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AMAROS FILLED ALL OFthe containers he could find at the station with gas, then stacked them in the truck.He was aware of Zoe’s eyes on him as she and the younger cambion browsed through the sports store.She felt their bond as strongly as he did.They were both finding it harder and harder to resist each other.
He saw them leaving the building just as he finished filling the last container.“Wait there,” he said without raising his voice.They nodded and halted on the sidewalk.
“Now, this is service,” Zoe said when Amaros drove over and parked in front of them.
“Do we need anything else from in there?”the warrior asked, getting out to take the heavy duffle bag from Grace.
“Folding cots would be good,” the kid said.“I hate sleeping on the floor.”
“Agreed,” Zoe said.“The sleeping bag helped a bit, but I hardly got any sleep last night.
Amaros had heard Zoe tossing and turning.Grace had been far quieter.He had the impression she’d led a difficult life.She was used to being noiseless and staying out of sight.
Stashing the bows and ammo in the truck, they headed back inside.“We should get some spare cots for your men,” Zoe suggested.The store had plenty of folding cots in supply.
