153 The Great Escape pt. 2

I was basking in the moment, simply reveling in the comfort Keith's body gave me. I wanted to bury my face further and inhale him.

Just then, I remembered that I was actually still holding a gun all this time. It was still in my hand and of course, got nervous upon realizing this. 

'Gosh-- What if I accidentally pulled the trigger? I'm so stupid…'

I shuddered at the thought. With that in mind, I immediately set the gun on safety mode so I won't do just that. 

"You know how to use a gun?" Keith noted, both his brows were raised as he looked at me.

He seemed like he was surprised that I knew the gun's mechanism.

I smirked at him, "I am a markswoman, you know. Though I hate using it, I will shoot if the situation is dire."

I was fairly bragging, but I have all the right to do so. It's one of my skills that I gained from years of practicing with my dad. I can also proudly say that even in the dark, I could also shoot just fine.