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Click hereKael considered her question.
"I like the feel of the wood in my hand."
Did that have a double-meaning? He hoped she didn't know that, though swore that the edges of her lips quirked just a little. It was hard to tell even as he nocked another arrow, drawing the string back, exhaling. It was all about control.
Twang!
The arrow sailed forth, straight and true. It was telling, especially with his frustration, that he was able to target it directly, the arrow shivering where it lay deeply embedded right in the centre. He could control that emotional part of himself at a time like that.
"It just wouldn't be the same with a gun. It would feel different, like I wasn't really doing the shooting. Firing..." He shook his head, the terms being too mechanical for his liking. "This is different. It makes me slow down, makes me breathe, makes everything else fall away."
He didn't know she was there until her cheek was pressed to his, an arm around his waist, taller than him and just on the other side of the arrow, trapping it to his skin. He could not lose it, less the fletching catch his skin as it flew free, holding his breath, a line of tension stiffening across his shoulders.
It was wrong and it was right how hard his heart beat for her, wanting to be close.
"Here..." She breathed, her eyes darting too as if she was not quite sure either. "Like this... Exhale...now. Tighter...here. Relax...this."
Her fingers found the spots but he could not relax, not even breathing, eyes wide, heart pounding. She knew it too, her senses too sharp to know otherwise, and yet her nose twitched as if she had not realised what she was doing, stepping back with a small smile, her eyes shining with a little too much innocence to be believed.
"And now... Loose!"
He let the arrow fly, trembling through the air until it plunged into the heart of the target, his best shot yet. And, somehow, it felt easier for Giselle leading him to it.
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