He cleared his throat, "Now tell me.. where's the best place to shoot someone?"

"The head?" You asked.

"Lower..." His eyes softening.

His hand slowly traveled up your stomach.. then he stopped at your chest.

"The heart," He whispered, "Always the heart.."

You gulped, "Okay.."

"Speaking of hearts," He was so close that you could smell his cologne, "Why is yours beating so fast?" He leans towards your ear, unknowingly making you feel goosebumps