â€œDonâ€™t stop?â€ She asked giving him a glance sideways when she saw him change. â€œThe hell?â€ She asked when the first wave of zombies hit, â€œJesus.â€ She said but did as he asked. If those damn things hurt her car she was going to find a way to reanimate them and kill them again. Frowning she drove a little faster so the little jerks could get a better taste of whatever it was Carson was doing. When it was over she looked at him with an arched brow. â€œThat was amazing.â€ She said turning her attention back to the road but in her peripheral vision she noted the burn mark. Since he didnâ€™t hurt after the incident she was sure he would be able to do something about that mark.<br/><br/>â€œI didnâ€™t mean you had to be completelyâ€¦damnit.â€ She said not quite sure how to say what she wanted too. â€œI did not mean it made me uncomfortable.â€ Regaining her composer after a moment or two she said, â€œsince I know it is sincere it is fine, just watch the sexy part. I just, am not used to being complemented at all.â€ She clenched her jaw and said, â€œand it makes it harder not to say anything about you that might make you uncomfortable.â€ Letting out a breath she continued, â€œI mean, Iâ€¦â€ she growled a little but if he actually looked at her face there was a slight redness that had nothing to do with anger.<br/><br/>Liking the change of topic she said, â€œI think youâ€™re right, know where a good place to start is? I am not quite ready to face the music.â€