"Shh…" Timothy placed his finger on his lips and when he saw Megan nod her head, he slowly removed his hands away from her mouth.
Megan dropped her hand to put her small gun in the holster that was in her inner thigh.
Timothy's eyes followed the movements of her hand and as it was just then that he noticed the way she dressed, his eyes immediately darken. He had never seen her dress that way before. Though there were occasions when her mother managed to convince or more likely forced her to dress, it was not as revealing as the one she was wearing. And of all places and times, she wore that kind of dress outside a bar with a lot of men looking for a hookup either paid or not.
When Timothy looks back up, he sees Megan already scowling at him. When their eyes met, Megan raised a brow as if questioning him. She might be wearing a disguise but Timothy knows her well to recognize her.
Timothy just ignored her and went to the other side of the window.
