I watched her as she tried miserably to shoot the gun in the target poster. By now, I was on the verge of laughing.
For the past weeks, we been coming to the gun-range only to waste my time. I didn't see why she wanted professional help from someone else when her girlfriend is the world's most dangerous killer.
Cyn aimed correctly but once again, missed the target. She then reloaded only to switch her position and miss again.
"Cynthia!" I groaned.
She looked up at me and weakly smiled.
"Babe I'm almost getting it." She sounded determined.
"Oh yeah?" I chuckled. "You said that the last fifth time"
She mumbled something under her breath.
"Cyn, lemme just show you." I suggested.
"Y-No! I got this."
Stubborn ass ..
I sipped on my henny then lean some more over the balcony. Mitch had walked over to me disturbing my peace.
"What you want Mitch." My eyes never left Cyn.
"Some dudes in the aisle ask for you." His back back faced me as he looked straight ahead.
"Tell them to flee." I sipped some more on my henny.
"Not so simple, said it was urgent." He says lowly.
I raised my eyebrow at him then shrugged.
"I don't feel like being bothered." I crossed my feet.
"I still believe you should take a lo-
"And you still talking." I rolled my eyes.
"E, mane that out her' couting, dude said its legitimately business."
"Set an appointment." I stated.
"E, I don't think its necessary, I mean they did come all the way up her' from Tennessee."
"I don't give a flying duck, I'm occupied."
I licked my lips eyeing Cyn while her butt squeeze effortlessly in her ripped jeans.
"Alright." He threw his hands up and walked off.
I finished my drink and continued my way over to the bar. I rang up another drink but soon as my hand touched the glass, it was yanked out of my reach.
He stood there at 6"2 or maybe an upper inch analyzing me like a hawk does its prey. I wasn't intimidated at all but quite irritated.
"My mane Jobs, run me another cup." I ordered.
"Mena, My Mena." He rubbed his hands together.
His lil minions held my drink up then gulped it down, burping afterwards.
"What can I do for you?" I chuckled and leaned back into my chair. " and please make it a lil snappy."
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I Belong To You
Romance{Discontinued.} Seen as a "goody two-shoes" that's quite an advantage when it comes to Cyn. From the public's eye, she can't do no wrong. Her life seems to be Perfect as some would say. But how perfect is it, when lies, secrets, tends to flow throug...
