You always had a thing for military stuff..guns, uniforms..and since Keegan was your bodyguard he could already see the light in your eyes. One day as you kept begging him to teach you how to fire a rifle, he was finally showing you with some of his guns. There were fake targets as you aimed the heavy rifle, you could feel Keegan’s chest, positioned behind you, correcting your aim, pushing your arms gently. His deep voice right beside your ear as he whispered “A bit higher.”