His gaze shifted to the weapon she held limply. It was clear she was not experienced with a gun, the realization made him recall the previous night at the office.
She'd said something about having a gun with the thought of someone invading the office. A surge of laughter bubbled from his depths, easing the tension that had threatened to ruin his mood. His lips curled slightly, giving him more chance to convey how funny the moment now was.
The gesture must've eased her off because as soon as he did, her shoulders slumped slightly and she drew a deep breath.
"We'll be okay." He said to her in a voice filled with conviction. She nodded affirmatively.
The car screeched to an abrupt halt, alerting them both to the arrival at their supposed destination.
In an instant, the earlier mood dissipated, charged with a foreboding energy that replaced their prior mood with a disquieting sense of anticipation.
