Every finely smoothed curve was burnished by the warm fading light of a hundred candles she had lit before my arrival. Her sensuous brown eyes ablaze with the flickering flames that danced amongst their darkness. Her curled onyx hair lay amongst the crimson-silken sheets with alluring beauty. Captivating, exotic, seductive was her body that my eyes narrowly paid attention to the Eagle in her hand being slowly drawn across her body. She slowly licked across the barrel with a playful smirk across her face.
“This for your wife?”
My head nodded slowly in agreement with her as she pointed it towards me, her other hand with a motioning finger for me to come closer.
“Why don’t you hire me?”
That playful grin again, “who would be stupid enough to hire a woman to kill?”
She cocked the gun, her motioning finger pressed to her lips for my silence, "your wife."
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'Cause in the daylight anywhere feels like home
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