Diana nocked her arrow and tried to concentrate on the target in front of her. But the beer effect was making her hands feel a little shaky.
She took a deep breath and tried to ignore the heat that was creeping up her neck, not just from the alcohol but also from the sight of Rex's muscular torso just a few feet away.
STAB!
Her shot hit the target, but it was off-center and landed in the second ring. Diana's eyes got bigger and a little bit shocked when she saw where her arrow had landed.
She was so sure that she could beat Rex this time.
"Damn it," she said under her breath, feeling a flash of anger.
She looked up at Rex, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling with a mix of determination and a new, hidden tension. "That was bad luck from me, do you got that...?"
"Yeah, bad luck, indeed." Rex just smiled and stepped up to the line, his eyes shining with a predatory light.
