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anyway.”
Jessica looked down at her dress, then back up to him. “Why do I have to change?” She thought the dress was perfect for meeting various men at an old boy’s networking luncheon.
He paused at the doorway to glance back down at her lush figure, then pulled his eyes away again. The dress clung lovingly to her full breasts, then tied at her tiny waist before clinging to her sensuous hips. It didn’t leave too much to the imagination, in his opinion. He’d seen other women wear dresses like that in the office before but they’d never sparked this kind of lust in him. But then again, no woman sparked this kind of a feeling in him other than Jessica, so it could just be her and had nothing to do with the dress. “That one is too sexy,” he growled out before pulling the glass door open for her. He was very proud of himself for not glancing down at her adorable bottom, perfectly on display in that red and blue dress.
He approached the cashier at the counter who was obviously intimidated by the tall, powerful looking man approaching him with a grim expression. “We need two pistols and ammunition,” he said to the man behind the counter. “What do you have in a nine millimeter Beretta and…” he paused and picked up Jessica’s hand, looking at her fingers and palm, “and maybe a Glock Seventeen?”
The man recognized an authority figure in Edward and quickly reached for the two weapons and two boxes of ammunition. “Do you know how to load these?” he asked, his eyes wide with concern.
“Yes.” Edward took one of the weapons, field stripped the piece and laid each part out on the counter while he examined the parts. Once he had seen all the pieces, he re-assembled the pistol and did the same to the other one. The whole time, Jessica stood by, watching in fascination as Edward’s hand worked the weapon.
She knew it was primal, but there was just something erotic about a man who could handle a weapon so confidently. She supposed it was survival of the species. If a man knew how to use a weapon, he was more likely to be able to protect his offspring, ensuring that the species continued. But Jessica wasn’t a fan of gun ownership. She didn’t want one in her house, nor would she ever own a gun. This was all an effort to find a man to marry with the unexpected insight into yet another aspect of Edward’s personality. And there was the added adventure of learning a new skill.
“Hold this,” he said and handed her the smaller Glock pistol.”
Jessica took the black, dangerous looking weapon, then glanced down at the larger Beretta. “Why can’t I have that one?” she asked. “It looks more interesting than this one.”
Edward refrained from rolling his eyes. “You have a smaller hand. The Beretta is too big for your grip.”
She peered over his arm at the larger weapon, then back down at the one she was holding. “I still think the other one would be more…”
“Pay attention, Jessica,” Edward commanded and slapped the empty magazine into the magazine well. He pulled the slide back and examined the parts carefully.
She knew when to leave well enough alone, but smiled conspiratorially at the man behind the counter. He immediately smiled back, even blushing slightly and shuffled his feet nervously.
When Edward had done the same examination with the reassembled Beretta, he turned back to the cashier. “These will do,” he said grimly. “Come along,” he said and led Jessica through the maze of hallways to the back where the aisles were located. “Do you know how to do this?” he asked.
When Jessica only stared up at him and shook her head, he nodded and positioned himself behind her. “Look straight down the barrel through the top two points. They’re called sights,” he explained and positioned her correctly with her feet staggered and her shoulders angled just slightly. He gave her instructions and
Jessica looked down at her dress, then back up to him. “Why do I have to change?” She thought the dress was perfect for meeting various men at an old boy’s networking luncheon.
He paused at the doorway to glance back down at her lush figure, then pulled his eyes away again. The dress clung lovingly to her full breasts, then tied at her tiny waist before clinging to her sensuous hips. It didn’t leave too much to the imagination, in his opinion. He’d seen other women wear dresses like that in the office before but they’d never sparked this kind of lust in him. But then again, no woman sparked this kind of a feeling in him other than Jessica, so it could just be her and had nothing to do with the dress. “That one is too sexy,” he growled out before pulling the glass door open for her. He was very proud of himself for not glancing down at her adorable bottom, perfectly on display in that red and blue dress.
He approached the cashier at the counter who was obviously intimidated by the tall, powerful looking man approaching him with a grim expression. “We need two pistols and ammunition,” he said to the man behind the counter. “What do you have in a nine millimeter Beretta and…” he paused and picked up Jessica’s hand, looking at her fingers and palm, “and maybe a Glock Seventeen?”
The man recognized an authority figure in Edward and quickly reached for the two weapons and two boxes of ammunition. “Do you know how to load these?” he asked, his eyes wide with concern.
“Yes.” Edward took one of the weapons, field stripped the piece and laid each part out on the counter while he examined the parts. Once he had seen all the pieces, he re-assembled the pistol and did the same to the other one. The whole time, Jessica stood by, watching in fascination as Edward’s hand worked the weapon.
She knew it was primal, but there was just something erotic about a man who could handle a weapon so confidently. She supposed it was survival of the species. If a man knew how to use a weapon, he was more likely to be able to protect his offspring, ensuring that the species continued. But Jessica wasn’t a fan of gun ownership. She didn’t want one in her house, nor would she ever own a gun. This was all an effort to find a man to marry with the unexpected insight into yet another aspect of Edward’s personality. And there was the added adventure of learning a new skill.
“Hold this,” he said and handed her the smaller Glock pistol.”
Jessica took the black, dangerous looking weapon, then glanced down at the larger Beretta. “Why can’t I have that one?” she asked. “It looks more interesting than this one.”
Edward refrained from rolling his eyes. “You have a smaller hand. The Beretta is too big for your grip.”
She peered over his arm at the larger weapon, then back down at the one she was holding. “I still think the other one would be more…”
“Pay attention, Jessica,” Edward commanded and slapped the empty magazine into the magazine well. He pulled the slide back and examined the parts carefully.
She knew when to leave well enough alone, but smiled conspiratorially at the man behind the counter. He immediately smiled back, even blushing slightly and shuffled his feet nervously.
When Edward had done the same examination with the reassembled Beretta, he turned back to the cashier. “These will do,” he said grimly. “Come along,” he said and led Jessica through the maze of hallways to the back where the aisles were located. “Do you know how to do this?” he asked.
When Jessica only stared up at him and shook her head, he nodded and positioned himself behind her. “Look straight down the barrel through the top two points. They’re called sights,” he explained and positioned her correctly with her feet staggered and her shoulders angled just slightly. He gave her instructions and
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