![]() ![]() “Ha, right.” With the sun behind him, she squinted to see his face. “With you?” he said, pressing a kiss to her mouth. ![]() “Who knew target shooting could be so much fun?” But then she saw him smiling at her, his arms open, and she threw herself against him. It excited her so much, she started to turn to Miles, but he caught her quickly and relieved her of the gun.Īnother blush. The instructions went on and on, and after several tries she did finally hit the can. When Miles touched her, she could almost forget the rest of the world existed. ![]() Luckily Miles made sure to stay behind her when she held his small revolver, which he often strapped to his ankle and she found easier to use than his Glock.Īctually, he stayed behind her with his hands on her-her waist, her hip.she was starting to think this whole exercise was just so he could fondle her. He’d already told her that a few times, but she kept forgetting. “K EEP YOUR FINGER straight along the barrel, not on the trigger, until you’re ready to shoot.” ![]()
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