Kat:
The ride was long enough to make me wonder if Blaze had lost his damn mind—or at least his sense of direction. He wouldn’t tell me where we were going, no matter how many times I asked. All I got was a smug, infuriating, "You'll see," and "Just wear clothes, Red." As if I needed him to state the obvious.
But when we finally pulled up to a nondescript brick building surrounded by a tall fence and faded signs that read “Black Hollow Range,” I sat up straighter, eyes wide with both curiosity and confusion.
"A gun range?" I asked as Blaze kicked the stand down and helped me off the bike.
"Mhm," he said, tugging off his helmet and shaking out that mess of dark hair. "Time you learned how to shoot."
I blinked. "You want me to what now?"
Blaze grinned and slung an arm around my shoulde
