Elizabeth felt a twinge of irritation when Sawyer mentioned his sister. She still didn’t trust Francesca and she wasn’t convinced that she wasn’t going to betray them if she ever got the chance.
“Elizabeth…”
“You’re about to tell me something that will really piss me off. I can tell.”
Sawyer reached for his shirt, but Elizabeth grabbed it before he could. She smiled at the look of surprise on his face, and he realized she was being playful because she saw he was really worried.
“I’m going to need that.”
“I prefer you this way, and I should at least get something to keep me entertained as you’re doubtlessly about to tell me I am useless or something.”
“You’re not useless. And I was going to ask if you mind me leaving to deal with this. I do trust my sister but it is really both
