Seth knew they shouldn’t be doing this. But it didn’t stop him from flirting with the older male every chance he got. He was surprised they hadn’t killed each other yet, but maybe that was a good thing. “Who said not to mix business with pleasure? Let’s talk this over with a date…” He grinned, trying his damnedest not to worry about the gun pointing at him. Besides, he had a knife, he could have easily won this with how close they were. Which he was sure the other knew. Seth was practically famous for his knife wielding skills, and everyone knew that if you didn’t have the distance for a gun, then someone with a knife could easily win. “C’mon. One date. You and me.”
Elliot tilted his head as he watched the male, the hand in his jacket tracing slender fingers over a knife. “And why would one date change the fact that your boss sent you to try and kill me? You aren’t the first one he’s sent, you know. Unless you’re lookin’ for a way out, like I did.” he smirked.
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