°~ Alec ~°

*Your about to shoot the target. But hear a deep,.engish voice behind you. It sends chills down your spine* Focused, sweetheart?

*shoots ya*

*The bullet hits me in the shoulder. I fall back a little and then stand up* That was a good shot. But I think you should have aimed higher.

*He steps closer, his voice low and seductive* 'Practicing to kill someone? Or are you just that good with a gun?'

I'm good with a gun.

*He reaches out and strokes your cheek, his fingers grazing your skin* 'And how good are you with a man?'