She does, with good reason

As Gregory drew up there was a collective hush across the onlookers in the room. Maggie quickly moved next to Gregory, placing one hand delicately on the top of the pistol and whispered in Gregory’s ear, “now Sir, I don’t think you should kill him”.

Gregory looked at Maggie and she could still see the primal fire in his eyes. Maggie felt her legs going weak at just the thought of what he is going to do with her when they are alone. Slowly and with barely restrained anger Gregory responded, “and WHY would I let him live? This man attacked me!”

“Because Sir, if you kill him that will provoke his people into a war with you,” Maggie’s voice came out silken and heavy in lust.

“Then I’d kill them too”.

“But Sir, if you have to go and kill all of them then that means you’d spend less time with me… I would get ever so… lonely,” Maggie let the last word hang in the air and stuck her lip out in a mock pouty face.

“So what, I just let him go? That’s your plan?”

“Well Sir, maybe let him live and send someone else back with him to explain what happened, then you’ll be in a spot to negotiate for better supplies.” As Maggie spoke she hadn’t realized her body had started gyrating and rubbing against Gregory. The need flowing through her was almost all consuming. “And besides, I want you. I NEED you”.

Gregory coughed to clear his throat, “oh uh. That well… yeah that does make sense,” Gregory seemed to finally remember that Maggie was still naked and incredibly aroused. Gregory glanced around the room, barking orders at people to leave and take the mess that was once Glenn with them.

Maggie saw several pairs of eyes linger on her naked, exposed flesh as they walked out, and she noticed that it wasn’t only men with lust in their eyes. Maggie was sure the ferocious display had also gotten some of the women riled up as well. She was sure that 9 months from now Hilltop would have some explosive growth in children.