It's a promise

Chapter 14

Rylee's POV

I was still standing at my window watching Steve drive away. My thoughts went back to our little make out session on my couch. I would have given him everything without thinking twice but he wanted to do it the right way. A date first which would be better than this evening together. I was thinking what he said exactly. It will be nothing in comparison to the date. It came to my mind that he wasn't just talking about the date and maybe more about what could happen after.

I finally closed the window and I nearly pinched my fingers because I was thinking about how that date and especially the after would be with Steve. He was gentle but strong and he liked to take control which I liked much more than expected. I took a deep breath when I looked at the couch and how it felt being so close to him. Feeling him hardening underneath me and so close to me but not close enough. I was so deep in my own imagination that I nearly overheard my phone with a new message.

     Hey Sugar
     I will join you at the shooting range tomorrow
     See You at 8
      x Chad

Hell no. Every joy left my body and I rolled my eyes. I went to bed. Maybe I could shoot Chad by accident. That was my last thought before I fell asleep.

~

'You need to turn your hips a little more. Just like that, Sugar.'

I would shoot Chad if he would touch me any longer and it would not be accidentally. He stood behind me, hands on my hips and whispered in my ear how to stand the right way. Maybe he liked some pain. I could just turn around and shoot him right between his...

'I see. You are already training.' I heard Adam's voice behind us. Chad let go of my hips and turned around. 'Yeah. I'm showing Rylee how she can improve her standing.'

Adam looked at me and raised an eyebrow. I already came into the academy with shooting skills because I grew up with a father who didn't have a problem with showing his daughter how to use a gun when she was 13. Then I lived with Clint who was a marksman himself and who also taught me how to use a bow and Nat showed me how to use nearly every handgun. Adam knew about my skills and that I didn't need to improve my standing. But it made me mad that Chad wanted to show off in front of our boss.

'Maybe we should show Adam how improved my standing is right now.' I didn't wait for an answer. I turned around, took the glock in my hand, loaded it and shot 17 times on the silhouette target without really taking a break between the shots. I stood like I always did obviously to Chad and also Adam who trained me years ago. I pulled off my ear protectors and pushed the button so that the target could come closer. Eight shots right through the head, eight shots right through the heart and one right between the legs. Perfection.

'So. Do you think I could still improve something?' I looked at Chad who went a little bit pale by the sight of the target. Adam chuckled and informed us about a meeting in half an hour. Chad left the room nearly running to get away from me and the guns. I gave him two, maybe three days until he would make the next attempt but I guessed I was safe for now. Before I also left Adam asked me if Chad would be a problem for me. I knew that we could need him because of his language skills and that he was a good agent and could be a help so I denied. He was an ass but I would deal with him my way. And I could always shoot him as a last resort.

The next few days were always the same. Shooting range in the morning without Chad for now but Derek joined me and we talked a lot, meetings and investigations over the day and in the evening I went to the gym. Steve and I just wrote a few messages to each other and didn't even find the time for a call. The exception for this monotony was the day before New Year's Eve because of McIntosh's funeral. I put on the black dress I already wear for different funerals. I liked the dress and thought I would wear it to different occasions but it stayed in my closet as a funeral dress. Black and simple. I also exchanged my beloved old leather jacket with a dark gray coat and wrapped the gray scarf that I got from Pepper around my neck.