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"Yes I’ve also got you a real holster" He held up a leather object "Come here"

I stood up and moved closer to him I’d never worn a holster so had no idea where it went I’d seen ot it backward and couldn’t get the gun out when I needed it?

"Lift your shirt"

"Excuse me?"

"Lift your shirt and unzip your pants"

"Where exactly does this holster go?" I narrowed ainst the small of your back and I’d like a little space to slide it in" I felt ain, and he smiled He moved behind me to lift the sweater with one hand "Now, undo your pants formy head I worked the button loose and pushed the pants open His fingers grazed along the small of ainst my skin I squeaked "That’s cold!"

"Sorry" After a little tugging, he stepped back and I buttoned the jeans

"Not exactly coth et used to it" Owen revealed a smaller, chrome and black pistol "This is a nine millimeter I think it will fit your hand a little better"

I took the pistol and checked the cha it in front of me It did feel a little more comfortable in my hands, but I wouldn’t really know unless I fired it

"Widen your stance" Owen ive you the best accuracy"

"I look like an idiot" I was standing with my feet shoulder width apart and both arms out in front of me

"That’s because you think you should look like they do in the movies" Owen leaned closer toarun to come back and hit you in the face"

"So is this how you stand when you shoot?" I tried to not focus on the way his body wrapped around mine