02-02-2015, 02:26 PM
The last few weeks had gone by quickly between work and Ayden's planning. He really had no preference for any of that stuff and they didn't really know many people so at least it wasn't gonna be big. Not like his first one. Yikes, but that had been something. But whatever Ayden wanted, that was what she'd get.
And of course, there was the shooting range. Ayden had gotten a gun with that girl Emily and given her a few lessons. Connor had planned on the same. Those Atharim were probably creeping about. That guy in St. Petersberg had been tailing them for a while, it had turned out. Connor's guard was up and he needed a way to protect Ayden. So he'd gotten his own gun, a Berreta M9 and had gone with Ayden down to the range. He rather enjoyed the feel of her as she helped him with his stance and aim. He pretended to be worse than he was- at least a bit- for the attention. Not that he needed to. But it was fun. He was getting better, though.
The concealed weapon on his ankle made him feel a bit more in control. Maybe it was an illusion- probably it was- but it was something. Ayden had far more power at her fingertips. Still, she could be surprised. He knew that. That man in the park. The few times he'd accidentally startled her. Or when they were watching a scary movie and he purposely tickled her at the tense part and she'd jump and call him dork and laugh.
No, he needed it so that he could help protect what they had. That night they headed out to eat. He'd expected Ayden would get sick of Chesterfields, having to work there and all, but she didn't. She liked the food, the atmosphere and most of her coworkers. Food was good. Reminded him of back home.
Sasha was at the hostess station and when she saw them she smiled and led them to a booth that faced the door- something he'd asked for. As had become his habit, Connor scanned the patrons- Ayden had said that Atharim had been in the place a few times- but no one stood out. Not like they had a sign over their heads, really. Still he'd keep alert.
Once they were seated Sasha stayed a moment to talk to Ayden while a waitress came over and took their drinks order. Connor just ordered water tonight. And continued to watch.
And of course, there was the shooting range. Ayden had gotten a gun with that girl Emily and given her a few lessons. Connor had planned on the same. Those Atharim were probably creeping about. That guy in St. Petersberg had been tailing them for a while, it had turned out. Connor's guard was up and he needed a way to protect Ayden. So he'd gotten his own gun, a Berreta M9 and had gone with Ayden down to the range. He rather enjoyed the feel of her as she helped him with his stance and aim. He pretended to be worse than he was- at least a bit- for the attention. Not that he needed to. But it was fun. He was getting better, though.
The concealed weapon on his ankle made him feel a bit more in control. Maybe it was an illusion- probably it was- but it was something. Ayden had far more power at her fingertips. Still, she could be surprised. He knew that. That man in the park. The few times he'd accidentally startled her. Or when they were watching a scary movie and he purposely tickled her at the tense part and she'd jump and call him dork and laugh.
No, he needed it so that he could help protect what they had. That night they headed out to eat. He'd expected Ayden would get sick of Chesterfields, having to work there and all, but she didn't. She liked the food, the atmosphere and most of her coworkers. Food was good. Reminded him of back home.
Sasha was at the hostess station and when she saw them she smiled and led them to a booth that faced the door- something he'd asked for. As had become his habit, Connor scanned the patrons- Ayden had said that Atharim had been in the place a few times- but no one stood out. Not like they had a sign over their heads, really. Still he'd keep alert.
Once they were seated Sasha stayed a moment to talk to Ayden while a waitress came over and took their drinks order. Connor just ordered water tonight. And continued to watch.