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Like meeting alone, in a secure location, in a way that wouldn’t warrant suspension.
I.E. my pencil pushing boss needing a few pointers on how to properly handle a semiautomatic rifle.
“Let’s get things going, so you boys can get back there, already,” Anne begins at the time she presents him with a tablet. “This is just the basic consent and liability information. Your understanding of the rules of the range. Few expectations. Once you’ve read it over, go ahead and sign. Then I’ll scan your ID – which I’m sure is valid – and charge your card, unless of course you need to rent one of our rifles since you didn’t come with your own and IknowWahl isn’t one for sharing.”
Not my guns.
Damn sure not my woman.
“Yeah, he’s gonna need to rent somethin’,” I reply just as my phone starts vibrating. “Maybe somethin’ smaller than my AR 15. Definitely somethin’ easier to manage too. Maybe the Mini-14.”
“I canhandlea full-sized weapon, Wahl. I’m not an invalid.”
I swipe open the text from Arley and offhandedly argue, “The Ruger Mini-14isa full-sized weapon, Sir. Mini may be in the name but it is by no means a miniature weapon that underperforms. Plus, my AR has added optics. You’re new to this shit. Starting with good ol’ fashion iron sights is standard.”
Angel Cake: We need pods again.
Me: Laundry or Dishwasher?
Angel Cake: Laundry.
Angel Cake: Wait.
Angel Cake: FML. Let me double check.
Gotta admit.
My first time living with a woman isn’t going quite like I imagined.
There’s way more “who used the last of…” conversations and not nearly enough couch sex.
But I will say that I’m glad the first female I’ve ever lived with is her.
And if I have it my way?
She’ll bethe only.
“Something more important than our training session, Wahl?” Seventeen inquires, pulling my attention up to his.
Rather than ramble the first answer that hits my tongue, I casually shrug it off. “Sorry, Sir. My woman just needs me to bring home a couple things.”
His entire frame noticeably tightens, encouraging another arrogant grin to grow. “I see.”
“Didn’t know you had a little lady at home!” Anne loudly exclaims as she slides the tablet back out of sight. “Why’s this the first I’m hearing about her?”
“Private man, Anne,” I playfully retort and let my gaze fall back to my vibrating device. “My weapons aren’t the only thing I don’t like to share.”
Angel Cake: How do we go through soap this fast?
Angel Cake: And sponges?!
Angel Cake: You know they’re NOT needed to make the cake, right?
Me: Be. Less. Messy.
The TV show GIF she sends causes me to burst out laughing, an action that catches both people by surprise.
“Andshe makes you laugh?” The store owner quirks an intrigued eyebrow at me. “No. I’m gonna need details, Wahl. Andallof them.”
