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And I did.
The next hour that we were down there was much more fun, with Monica being an eager student. She took direction well, easily applying the running stream of tips I gave her, until I had her emptying a whole magazine straight into a target.
“Oh my God!” she squealed, as soon as she’d pumped the last bullet right into the center of the target. She followed her proper steps first – turning on the safety, and then putting the gun down before she snatched her ear protection, turning to me with an excited shimmy. “Do yousee that?!” she asked, and I nodded, taking off my own ear protection before I opened my arms to pull her into a hug.
“Yeah, I did. That wasreallygood! Listen, you keep practicing likethat? Nobody can fuck with you, gorgeous.”
She tipped her head up at me, beaming as I looked down into her pretty face. “And it feltah-may-ziiiing,” she gushed, doing another one of those shimmies. Only this time, she was still in my arms, body pressed too close to mine for me to let too many more shimmies go unaddressed. “I feelreallybad ass right now.”
“Youlookedreally bad ass too. I should’ve grabbed my phone, so you could see a video of your technique, which helps you adjust and improve. We’ll remember that for next time.”
She grinned even harder. “There’s gonna be a next time?”
“There has to be. Shooting properly is something you use or lose. Youhaveto stay in practice.”
“Okay,” she nodded eagerly. “When? Tomorrow?”
“Nah,” I laughed. “Your arms will probably be sore. But maybe the day after that, okay?”
“Yeah. Um… can I do one more round?”
“Of course. Load up.”
I let her out of my arms so that she could load up. Just as she was lifting and aiming, I touched her shoulder, in a gentle reminder that she didn’t have her ear protection on.
“Thank you,” she shouted, when I picked them up and put them on her head, adjusting to make sure her ears were covered. I stayed behind her, adjusting her grip, critiquing her stance until she was perfect, and ready to fire.
But I still stayed behind her.
“What are you doing?” she asked, half-turning to face me as I wrapped my arms around her waist, putting my body flush against hers.
“Being a distraction. You don’t think it’s always peace and quiet at a moment when you might have to pull a gun, do you?”
“I don’t think I’d have you all over my neck either though,” she giggled, shying away as I trailed my lips over the back of her neck.
“Fine,” I said, stepping away to give her room. “No distractions then. Go ahead and make it happen.”
I grinned at her as she carefully fixed her stance and grip, then pointed and aimed again. She squeezed the trigger six times, pausing between shots to adjust her aim, just like I’d shown her, and at the end, she had another really good page of targets.
“Know what would be hot?” she asked, turning to me as soon as she’d followed her safety protocol with the Sig.
“I’m looking at something now, but go ahead,” I told her, making her blush as she pulled off her goggles.
“I was thinking, if I get really good, I can do like, a collection of polishes in badass colors. But they would have to be a really good, high durability gel polish, so your mani doesn’t get chipped while you’re loading and unloading, all of that.Ooh!The “Bulletproof” collection. And I’ll find a black police officer, and a female soldier, and a woman who goes hunting, and then just like, everyday women, you know?”
“It sounds like a great idea. A campaign like that might even get more women into learning to shoot for self-defense too. And these days…”
Monica nodded. “Right. Necessary.Ahh, I’m already excited about it,” she mused, then gave me another big grin. “Thank you,” she said. “I needed this today.”
“Thank you, for being a willing student.”
She raised an eyebrow, then stepped toward me. “Thankyou,for being a patient teacher. And… protector.”
I was the one to take a step this time, closing the gap between us. And then, I kept going, backing her up against the wall. “No need to thank me. This isn’t a favor, Monica. I have you here because I want you here.Safe.”
She ran her tongue over her those soft lips, looking up at me with her eyes wide. “Why?”
“Is that a real question?”
