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"If I didn’t, I’d have bigger proble to need to choose a new career," I reply She laughs, giving et in to take a look at it, I gesture at her to un?" she asks, reaching my side Her headphones are around her neck now too

"Nah I’ve always been coht rab onto the bottos without obstruction

Riley steps closer, putting her one hand on ertip over the holes in the paper "You hit the bullseye," she observes onder in her voice

I look down at her hand on ers curl under and grip "Good," I say "I was aihs a little "Well, that settles that"

"What settles what?"

"I think you’re the shit too, CJ Tully"

Her quiet confession liftsdown and away, hiding her blushing cheeks and pulling her hand fro

Soans and bone out of the way I want her eyes back onChrist, I want her mouth

"Riley"

"It doesn’t look real," she says, standing closer to the table now and pushing the target back to look down at the gun, hearing nore because she knohat I’m about to say--why the fuck are we just friends--and she either doesn’t want to have this talk with me or she’s not ready to have it

I’ve had ives ers, and the second I notice or open , she does the saes the subject She acts unsure And I don’t want to rush her I don’t want Riley hesitating with me I knoent doith her ex was a lot and she’s still feeling that, but fuck, it killsaway Knowing how she tastes and the way her body opens andliet off on the memory of Riley while she sleeps in the next roo her

I airl could possibly have, because that’s the last thing I want us to be

"You know?"

Riley’s question jarsat me over her shoulder Her brows are lifted

"I knohat?" I ask, not following