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36 ◆ Fairly Jilted ◆

◇ KEL ◇

Seeing Miles holding a gun would never be something I would find amusing or comforting.

Once, he showed off his special skill besides painting masterpieces I always admired.  That time he took me to a shooting range for fun, I discovered he had a predilection for handling guns—but not for a second did I think he would be this comfortable carrying a deadly weapon.  My nerves acted up again the second I saw him gripping the handgun with such familiarity. 

It seemed he didn't want to put it away despite the armed bodyguards surrounding the mansion day in day out.  Ricchar and Cloe's well-guarded home didn't give Miles enough security, I supposed.  With a sigh, I just watched him as he sat on the covers, his back facing me. 

We slept in the same bed for barely four hours.  While I wished he would get rid of the gun and get some more sleep, nevertheless I

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