““Does it scare you?” said Clare. “Living in a house with guns?” Hunter smiled. “It’s not like I wake up in the middle of the night to find them staring down at me.” “Shut up.” She gave him a light shove. “No, I mean, are you ever worried you’ll accidentally get shot?” “You mean, when I catch the assault rifle raiding the refrigerator? Like maybe it’ll turn on me?” Her breath caught again. “You have an assault rifle in your house? ” “Sure. It’s partial to lime Jell-O.””