Sarah

“If you value your manhood, Olden, I suggest you two get dressed,” Gilli calls from the trees. At his feet Mandy and Toby watch as their heads spring up, searching for the
voice.
“I can take him,” Finn mumbles into her ear, refusing to loosen his grip.
“He’s armed,” Freya sniggers.
“Technicality. I’ve had worse odds,” his eyes lock on Gilli as he drops his lips to Freya’s shoulder once again, daring the Norseman to loosen his nocked arrow.”
― shauna richmond, The Wrath of Raghnall