Garren let out another joyous chuckle, seeing the panic in my eyes.
“Yeah, and Kylie from next door.” I rolled my eyes. “Now who’s acting ten?”
“Kylie? I never noticed you had your eyes on her,” he kidded, keeping his candor despite his teasing. “But man, I’m happy for you. Finally, you took my advice. Linda left you four years ago and never looked back, bro. You had to move on. That shit is long overdue.”
“Yeah. It is, right?” I smiled at him, surprised at how good I felt. It was a breath of fresh air. It was refreshing and amazing. I never thought I would feel this way again. I got lost in my thoughts for a moment.
Garren whistled and stood, popping me in the chest as he walked to the front. “Hey, Hunter. Someone’s looking for you.”
I glanced up to see Kylie. A smile spread across my face. She had to be the most beautiful woman in the world. I wasn’t just falling in lust with her, but love. Fuck me. I was probably already there.
Kylie stood before the glass display cases looking pretty as ever. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, highlighting her attractive, delicate face. She wore a red checkered blouse which was tied up a little above the waist. Her navel was peeking out, exhibiting her sexy curves for me to see. Those skinny, dark denim jeans she wore were precisely showing her nice, long legs. I could not take my eyes off of her, beaming as she showed her gun case in her right hand.
I hurried to greet her. She had to be there for some real target practice. Yes. I’d been waiting all damn day to see her.
“Nice seeing you, Kylie. You look beautiful.” I took a deep breath, completely swept off of my feet by her.
Her lips curved into a sweet smile, her cheeks flushed. “Thanks.”
I nodded at Garren, who knew my sign. I needed back up so I could spend a little bit of time with my newest obsession. I took her with me as we picked Vince from the back office. He was coloring some of his books again, but upon seeing Kylie, he wanted to come and watch the gun practice along with us.
“Okay, buddy. But you have to keep away and sit still as the shooting starts, okay?” I smiled down at him.
His eyes lit up. I guess I was not the only one thrilled by Kylie’s company.
The three of us walked out of the back door, coming into the range that was set up at the back of the shop. It was the ideal place to shoot some targets. I had put this up for the enthusiasts and interested people ready to learn some new, badass skills.
“So, let me see your gun again.” I motioned for her to pull it out.
She took the gun out of the case, looking prepared, as if she knew the basics of loading the gun. “Here you go.”
“Saying ‘I’m impressed’ is not enough. You’ve done your homework well, Kylie,” I kidded, seeing she had researched about the preparations for gun shooting and practice.
She smiled at me, walking past me as she proceeded to the shooting area. “I had a good teacher.”
Her sultry voice had my body hardening. There was no way I was going to be able to keep myself in check around her, but I had to. The little man was with us. I followed her, taking my spot beside her. “I’ll teach you how to shoot that target today.” I pointed my finger at a thin, flat wood that stood approximately a few feet away from where we stood.
“I’d like that.” She offered me a shy smile.
“All right. Let’s get on some protective gear and we’ll get to it.” I put on mine first and she watched me, mimicking my movements. She was too cute in her safety goggles and vest.
“All right. Just relax and listen to what I tell you to do. I’m here to help.” I positioned behind her, pressing my body to her back to enable better control over her grasp. She held the gun tightly in her hands, and I cupped mine over hers as I guided her toward shooting the target.
My face was close to hers, and I could hear her breathing speed up. I could tell that she was tense, although she suppressed her emotions inside of her. How badly I wanted to kiss her.
“Now, just aim at the target, Miss Kylie.” Vince’s small voice rose up beside her, pulling me back to reality.
“Now, on the count of three, pull the trigger. Remember, keep your grip tight and steady. You want to hit that target where you want him shot,” I whispered at her side, her hair near my mouth. She smelled sweet, like vanilla and lilies.
“One, two, three!” The sound of the gun clamored around the area as the bullet went flying at top speed. I looked at Vince who had taken a seat. He clapped upon seeing the target hit.
“Nice, now try it without my supervision.” I released my hold on hers, although I hoped I could touch her some more. She tried on her own, keeping her attention fixed on the target. She pulled the trigger, and the target was hit somewhere on the body, inaccurate but at least landing on the enemy decoy.
“Great. Keep on trying,” I spoke, crossing my arms before my chest as I watched her shoot more bullets toward the target. By the sequence of her shots, she seemed to have a good feel for her own gun. And she looked damn fine using it.
“I love it!” She smiled over at us.
Vince and I both smiled back, both of us with a sappy look on our faces, no doubt.