"Your not going to shoot me sweetheart." The handsome stranger says.
"Wanna bet?" I ask. My heart is racing.
"If your were going to pull that trigger you would have already." He says. So I pull the trigger.
"Your not going to shoot me sweetheart." The handsome stranger says.
"Wanna bet?" I ask. My heart is racing.
"If your were going to pull that trigger you would have already." He says. So I pull the trigger.