Prime Target

Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out. Became my mantra as I silently waited to get the jump on my target. I have been tracking him for the past week, trying to find an opening.

Concentrate on the target. Think of nothing else. I couldn't let him out of my sights. Not that I wanted to, anyways. His shining golden hair, his perfectly sculpted face, that faraway look in his deep green eyes.

Come one, Kai, get a hold of yourself. He may be handsome, but don't forget, he's your target. He holds no value other than that. I sighed, conflicted between my feelings and my job. Job or feelings? Regret, or firing?

Kai! Pay attention! He's moving! I cleared my head of all distracting thoughts and re-adjusted the scopes to see him better. He was moving away from where we thought he would go. He was moving...

Closer to me.

Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! This was not supposed to happen! Is my cover blown? I stashed away the rifle just in time for him to knock on the SUV's window.

NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! Politely, I rolled down the window, "Yes? May I help you?"

"I was wondering what a lovely lady, such as yourself, is doing in the most dangerous part of the town." Holy crap, even his voice made me swoon! So melodious, so flowing, so hypnotizing, so amazing…he was even more attractive up close. I could see the minute details in his green eyes and the slight highlights in his hair.