Demons without Desire

Saloon girl and the Sheriff

I looked around as we proceeded to the entrance of the ranch when I pulled Zak back gently by his wrist. "I don't think they are open y-"

"STICK 'EM UP!" A voice yelled making me jump and let out a scream. I also held my hands up...

They remained up until Zak began laughing making me look to see who it was. Wearing jeans, a dark shirt with a black bandana and a cowboy hat, a man supporting a handlebar moustache stood in front of us pointing a gun.

"Angry Joe." I recalled looking at Zak.

"I'm just called Joe." He laughed putting the gun in the holster and began walking towards us all smiles.

"You had us there Joe. How is it man?" Zak chuckled.

"Zak! Always a pleasure and who is your lovely lady friend?" He asked.

"This is Kaylee. Kaylee.. This is Joe. As you already know." Zak introduced us and I shook his hand.

"Come on then let's get you guys in before the public show up." He smiled and turned heading back towards the ranch.

"Befor- You got us a private tour?" I asked making Zak nod.

"Only for the best.. Figured you would have time to, I don't know... Ask about a potential lockdown?" He suggested making me grin.

"You're amazing you know that." I answered smiling ear to ear.

"Oh!" Zak dragged us into the gift shop, I watched as he ran around the shop grabbing two cowboy hats. Putting the black one on his head, he popped a white one on mine and smiled.

"Howdy!" He smirked as I scrunched my nose up at him.

"Most people go to the gift shop after the trip. Not before." I whispered.

Wiggling his brows he leant into me "I'm not most people. Come on."

Throwing money down on the counter for the hats he pulled me out the gift shop and out into the ranch.

"Come on then Zak Bagans.. Show me a good time." I spoke placing my hands on my hips.

He paused his stride forward and turned on his foot walking back towards me. His large hands grabbed my hips marching me backwards until I hit into a wall making me gasp. My hat fell forward causing Zak to tilt it up.

"Oh I'm going to.. In more ways then one." He replied huskily making me shudder. "But first we are going to enjoy a day in Bonnie Springs. He walked away as quickly as he had me pinned against his body and the wall.

We headed around the 1880's mining town going into the small authentic buildings going into the Shooting Gallery. We both looked at the bar scene shooting gallery, before picking up the guns. Zak fed a dollar into our machines and smiled. "Ready?" He asked squaring his shoulders.

"You feeling lucky punk?" I asked making him chuckle. Thinking his laughing was enough to give me a head start I soon found out I was more than in hot water when he began firing hitting the targets dead on. I fired quickly at the targets getting over excited, I fired at the double doors when they swung open making me grin.

"Damn it! You got it first."

"I'm feeling lucky!" I whooped hitting the satchel on the wall and the small target on the bar.

We soon ran out of shots when Zak fed another dollar in. "Best of three. I'm not being beaten by a woman."

"You better ring you Mom to come pick you up." I teased.

"Best of three?"

"Perfect." I nodded and began firing making him gasp at how quick I was hitting them.