Well, damn. She could outshoot Danny any day. He’d been a decent shot before his injury, but he hadn’t won any awards for marksmanship. From the disgusted expressions of the other two dudes, they sucked even more. They packed up and cleared out before she could reload.

Mandy looked back at him. “Have you tried shooting since you got hurt?”

He shook his head.

“Do you want to?”

Danny took the gun and stepped up to the table. He popped off a couple of rounds one-handed and missed with every freaking one. Not unexpected. His military sidearm had been a 9mm, which had a whole different feel than Mandy’s .38 revolver. Plus, he was sadly out of practice. He loaded the gun and raised his arm, confident that with a little practice, his aim would return.

“Wait.” Mandy stepped up behind him. Her arm came around his body. She lifted the forearm of his wounded hand, her fingers sliding along his skin. “I know you can’t use this hand, but if you can hold this arm across your body and tighten your chest, it’ll give you more stability.”

His chest? Yeah, like that was what had gone tight.

She put his arm into position, wrapping around him in the process. Damn. How long could they stand like this? He’d gladly fire all his rounds into the dirt if she’d hug him a little tighter.

“Try again.”

Danny sighed. He sighted on the twenty-foot target and squeezed. Pop, pop, pop.

His first two shots went wide. The third smacked into the left edge of the target with a quiet whoomp.

“That’s better.” Mandy snuggled up closer. Her thighs cradled his. Her head tilted toward him. Danny inhaled. The faint scent of flowers drifted over the smells of dirt, grass, and forest.

“Mmm. Much better.” Oh, yeah. This shooting lesson could go on all day. He put his next two shots exactly where he wanted them, two feet short of the target. The bullets hit the ground with little puffs of dust. “How did you learn to do that?”

Mandy’s hand gripped his shoulder. “Jed’s daddy showed me. I broke my left wrist in high school. Couldn’t use it to shoot for months.”

“You and Jed have always been close?”