"Don't be so shy, babe. I'll give you one kiss so you'd know what you're gonna miss!" Griffin laughed out as he used a hand to fend of Montana's hands, but he couldn't shake off the feeling that the atmosphere suddenly changed. Even Montana's glares seemed to have found a new target.
"You have to get out of here..." Montana suddenly whispered, his eyes frowning at the side. He was staring at something else, but Griffin couldn't see anything in the dark. The alley next to them was like eaten by the void, and that's why he was so sure no one would interrupt them.
"Hey, what do you mean? Are you talking to yourself instead?" Griffin grinned, but he felt danger all of a sudden. Moreover, Montana's hands were not pushing him away anymore; they were pushing him off to the side as if making him leave.
Then, Montana also whispered, "Run, Griffin. I'll deal with you some other time..."
