I’ve Got You (Under My Skin) (смешанная)

“Thanks for waiting with me. Even if you’re a stone-cold killer,” her smile never dipped, never wavered as Finstock’s eyebrows raised, “it beats being alone in the dark.”
“Hey,” he grinned, “you could be a killer too.”
She grinned and hit his chest, a light tap.
“Thank you. I hate that automatic, women aren’t likely to be violent murderers.” She rolled her eyes and Finstock’s heart thudded with the motion. “Anyone can do anything.”