When The Good Boy Meets The Whore...

Chapter 18- Bullseye

{A/N: I know, I'm a horrible person and writer. I haven't updated in almost 3 months and I'm really sorry. I have got off due to the coronavirus outbreak and I promise, I will update regularly as much as possible.

I hope you like the little insight to Trystan's life.}

"She was the colon he wanted to pause for, while he was the full stop she stopped for."

"Umm.... I want you-"

Here it goes, tell bye-bye already Trys.

"Will you teach me how to shoot?"

"It's okay, I under- wait what!?"
Her question immediately threw me off guard.

"Heh?!" I stared at her bewildered like she had grown three to five hundred heads in a single second. Did she just ask me to teach her how to shoot?

Like, use a gun? She wants me to what??

"You want me to what?!" I voiced my astonishment.

"Teach me to shoot." She answered nonchalantly like it was no big deal, totally ignoring my wide-eyed shocked expression. Was she serious or just pulling my leg?

I smiled nervously. "You're not serious, are you?"

She didn't reply, although her expression did speak for herself.

"Why would want to learn how to shoot? Do you know, how dangerous it is? Do you realise holding a gun is no joke? You could get hur-

"Oh shut up, strawberry! I'm going to hold a normal gun, not an Ak47. And how hard could it be, you do it." She exclaimed so casually, whilst I was freaking out.

I gave her the poker face in return when I realised she was mocking me partly.

Think about it Trys, you could hold her close to you, you could hug her from back, you could touch her.

Oh shut up! Hormones!

A blush crept on my cheeks due to my own thoughts.

"Why are you blushing?" Abby's subtle mocking deepened my blush even further. My eyes immediately swept over her lips, rising my heartbeat by a mile.

Why her? I thought, tilting my head to aside.

Because no one makes your heart skip a beat but her.

My heart replied.

I smiled at my own thought, looking back and forth at her. Her shining aquamarine eyes sparkled under the sun with confusion. I definitely resembled a creep right now.

And you wonder, why you're single, T!

"Umm... nothing. Are you sure you want to kis- I mean learn how to shoot?"

Control. Your. Hormones for the love of Gawd!!!

Abby's luscious lips immediately curved into a knowing smirk, eyes shining with mischief whilst mine with embarrassment.

Way to go!

She closed the remaining gap in between us, cutting off all my oxygen supply. My heart stopped beating whilst my lungs constricted at the same time. Chills rode over my spine when her lips hovered over my ears. Her minty fresh and honey mustard fragrance embraced me into its wings, making me beg for more.

"I would love to do both." Her breathe fanned over my neck, as she spoke huskily. Right then and there, once again Vincenzo had replaced the innocent Trystan. My arms involuntarily slipped around her waist, pulling her closer into me. Sparks flew everywhere as if all the electricity in the powerhouse was just ejected into me.