(THIRD BOOK in the Golden Girl Series)
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"Till death do you part?" The priest finishes off with.
"I do," I answer - knowing how ready I am to die with this man.
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You've been on Amber Marigold's journey since she arrived at Tygerwell. Now join...
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"You want to try with the target a little closer?" Xavier muses.
I whip my head towards the smug bastard. "Excuse me, I'm not inhuman. Give me a second," I tell him before going back to aiming at the tin can Xavier had placed literally a hundred meters away in the forest. "It's not like you could do better," I scoff.
I pull the trigger and sure enough, I missed again. Dammit. I'm seriously losing my touch.
"I think I could," Xavier chuckles.
I send him a playful glare. "Well then, go ahead," I say and hand him the gun.
Xavier takes the gun and stands aiming. I watch him intently as he closes his one eye to take careful aim. He's not in a suit like most of the time. Instead, he's in black pants with a plain shirt. I'm in my own pair of comfortable sports pants and a tank top. But we're bot sporting combat boots which I weirdly love. Another difference is his messy auburn hair. I like it when he doesn't care about keeping his hair slicked back our clothes on point. I like comfortable Xavier.
Just when it looks like Xavier's about to pull the trigger, I cough, "Don't miss."
A loud shot goes off and echoes through the forest. The can stays perfectly still on the other side and I can't help howling with laughter. Xavier turns to me with an amused glare. "You made me miss," he grumbles.
"No, no, Xavi, obviously I encouraged you. I told you not to miss," I explain innocently.
"Wicked girl," Xavier smiles and lowers his gun to embrace me in a hold I find myself craving for.
"Oh, you've seen nothing," I smile mischievously and duck to slip out of his grip. I step back in a fighting stance and motion for him to approach. "I can still kick your ass," I smirk.
Xavier grins at the challenge and sets his gun down. "Oh of course you can. If kicking my ass implies I disarm and pin you down during our training," he says.
"Firstly, you cheated and secondly, I'm pretty sure in a fair fight, I can bring you down faster than a sack of cabbages," I challenge.
"Then prove it," Xavier says and steps into a fighting stance as well. We're in the forest, but fortunately the grass where we're at seems soft so I won't get any serious bruises. Nessa would slit my throat if I pick up get another scrape before the wedding.
