Bullets Don't Cheat

All about Aim

My hair was flying long behind me in the early morning sun. There was a heat generating thru out my body with a wholesome feeling. The vibrations of his bike generated from my toes to my shoulders. My arms were wrapped tightly around his waist. He looked back at me and I kissed his cheek leaving my lip stick there. He turned back around and I automatically clenched him tighter as he made a sharp turn.

He pulled into my drive way and powered off his bike. "I like this bike almost as much as my old bike." He said lifting me off the bike. I climbed to his back and he carried me to my door. I tossed him the keys and he opened my door.

He threw me down on the couch and flopped on top of me.

"Ughh you're heavy." I told him embracing him and his weight.

He turned around toward me.

"Bae let's take a shower" I suggested biting his neck. I pictured him caramel skin naked next to mine with steamy water trailing down us. He looked thoughtful.

" We should shower....Separately." He said racing up to the down stairs bath room." I didn't chase him I knew i would not catch him. I stomped up to my upstairs bathroom.

As I caressed my still sensitive body under the vaporizing shower head I caught physical reminders of last night. V had done so amazing last night with out actually fucking me. I wonder why he was holding back? I was so ready to throw it back for him.

Last night he looked like he went swimming when he finished. We fell asleep on that tiny massage table. I love that we had to be closer than close to fit. I wanted to be so close that I'd melt right into him. This was going perfect until we fell off in our sleep.

Now we're here.

After my shower we met up down stairs. I stayed in my towel. I crept up to him because he was reading a paper. He spotted me before I reached him

"Where are your clothes?" He asked.

I sat on his lap. He groaned playfully annoyed. "Move wet butt." When I didn't move he leaned back into the couch and looked a head. I sat face to face on to of him. He grabbed my ass.

"You know what we should do today?"

"No what?" I said. Even though I knew.

"Something wild, and sweaty, and dirty, and sexy. Something hourly, with rounds."

" sex right "I answered looking at him. He continued looking straight ahead.

I followed his eyes. His head was on my wall of guns. I punched him in the chest. He knew what he was doing with his easily miss conveyed choice of words.

" what you know about those any way" I asked and he smiled. Looking down the slowly finding my eyes.

"Get dressed find out."

After a little debate and reluctant actions I got dressed. We drove to a gun range. When the man asked for our gun license we both had one. Hmmm I didn't expect him to have one. We picked our weapons and stood at separate but close booth. I aimed my carbine at the target. I hit him right in the skull at least 10 times straight. I watched him aim and miss terribly.

"You suck" I yelled at him.

"Seee baby I'm not trying get in your head " he said aiming again. He shot his gun and he drew a heart around the heart of the dummy with his bullets . "I'm just aiming for your heart." He said winking at me.

I blushed amazed. He was such a show off. But it was sweet that's one of the best ways to impress me is with a gun. Omg this guy is making me too mushy. I aimed my gun at the target and shot his arms off. Got to let the enemy suffer before they die. Then I shot its head off.

How did V know this was whet I needed? I thought to my self as we drove around the city. I shot 20+ dummies today. All perfect head shots. It was fun. V seemed to just be observing me. How funny. I wonder what he was looking for. A woman to save his ass if some shit went down.

We stopped at Baskin Robin's for ice cream. We shared a Oreo and fudge Carmel sundae I heard. People admiring us from a distant. While feeding me he dropped some ice cream on my chin. He licked it up without warning and kissed me. It was disgustingly adorable.

He pulled out his phone to snap a picture of us.

"Send that to me." I told him.

After that we went to a beach a walked around in the sand. We carried our shoes in our hands and left barefoot prints in the sand. We were walking close but weren't holding hands.

So what did you think when you first saw me? He asked.

I laughed and looked up to the cloud wondering. "I didn't really think. I just sort of felt. Like When you came in that day I didn't see you until pissed me off. But I felt you from the moment you walked in."

" am I attractive? " he asked making a ugly face.

" hell yeah. Very.".

"How old are you Keez?"

"Twenty three."

How about you you? I mean this is weird I've been with your all this time and don't when know basics." I said kind of ashamed.

He stooped walking. "No baby it's fine. See when you're connected by fate the basics aren't important."

"You think we're connected huh?" I asked looking at him questionably.

"Yes. Yes I do." He grabbed my hands.

"Don't you feel it. I swear you feel like my perfect other half Adara."

I felt that warm feeling through out my body. What did it mean. It' almost felt like a frail but hard to kill flame had been lit inside me. The more I looked into his eyes the greater it felt.

We turned around and looked back the way we came. The air was calm and sweet. The low tide waves of lake Michigan licked the sand over and over. Almost silently.

V pointed to our foot prints.

"Our foot prints represent our lives. Just as they are engraved side by side, our lives are engraved in fate to walk side by side. Not even the tides can change that." He finished as a tide came in almost touching our prints.

I turned him around facing the path we hadn't walked yet.

"I want to make prints in the sand with you for eternity." I told him.

He smiled. Eternity was so unreachable for him.