Page 29 of Deadly Attraction
Bam, bam, bam, the shots echoed in the forest and the tin cans rose into the air, suspended for a brief instant before they toppled, one right after the other.
Release came then. His neck. His shoulders. His whole body.
Emma strode up next to him. “Impressive. I wish I could shoot like that.”
“Practice,” he said, his voice coming out stronger than he’d expected. “Lots of practice.”
“Do you mind if I shoot some more?”
He glanced at her face, found that calm, serene smile on it. His lungs filled and he found he could smile back. “I’ll set up the cans.”
He’d only gotten two of them back on the log when he heard the distant sound of a shotgun. Emma’s head swung around to look over her shoulder in the direction of the ranch. “Was that…?”
Mitch hauled ass across the distance, grabbing her by the elbow and together they ran for the horses.
