Sonora eyed him warily as he regarded her with narrowed eyes and wondered what he was thinking. When he accepted her offer of a beer she relaxed somewhat, although not entirely. That grin he shot her made her suck in a quick breath, and her own eyes narrowed as he stepped back again, just barely giving her enough room to squeeze by. It was just another way to assert control over her, and never one to back down, Sonora accepted the challenge. Stiffening her spine, she closed the distance between them in just a few steps, and as she angled her body to squeeze past him, she made the mistake of taking a deep breath.<br/><br/>Immediately, the scent of him, all forest pine, a hint of sweat, and that undertone that was quite obviously the Alpha himself, filled her senses. The tips of her breasts and the juncture of her thighs throbbed with sudden need, only made worse as she brushed against him to enter the cabin. Her cheeks felt hot, and she knew she was blushing. Dammit. Just as she slid past him and into the cabin, his question about her firearm made her freeze. How did he--? Of course. She had forgotten she was no longer the only one who could smell traces of gunpowder, and the oil she used to clean it with.<br/><br/>"Glock 22," she answered, the words propelling her across the floor to the fridge, where she withdrew two brown bottles of Sam Adams and popped the lids with a bottle opener. Setting one on the table for him, she took a pull from the other and retreated to the far side of the room, which seemed much smaller now than it had twenty minutes ago. "And no, I don't plan on it. But that doesn't mean I won't use it if I have to." Sonora glanced at the darkened door to the bedroom and thought about the firearm that sat on the nightstand next to the bed. Grayson threw her off-kilter, and she would have felt better simply having the standard-issue firearm on her person, but she had a feeling he wouldn't have stood for that. Clearing her throat, she took another sip of her beer and leaned against the wall at her back. "I learned pretty early on to take care of myself. The firearm is just an extension of that."