Shocked and shaken, she looked to her left and found Adrian having already pinned a large hole right in the middle of the target board.
He smirked, placing the butt of his riffle on the counter in front of him and placed the barrel right next to his shoulder.
He gave Diana a cocky look and she squinted her eyes at him.
“Give me a warning at least.” She complained, as she tried to manage and balance the g*n but Adrian only snickered back at her.
Diana continued to muster up the courage to press the trigger but she could not bring herself to pull it at once and fire the g*n because her hands quivered and she knew that she would not get a proper target.
Suddenly her hands stopped shaking, as the weight of the riffle felt lifted.
Adrian’s hard chest rested up and against her back, making
