He’s Just Her Type

Kira and Giana were getting bored when Luca finally came back. Both girls’ mouths hung open when they saw him. The captain now wore a beige vest over his t-shirt, tactical gloves on his hands, and a pair of safety goggles. A pair of earmuffs hung around his neck. Slung over his right shoulder was a long black rifle. Luca, satisfied with the girls’ reactions, struck a pose like the Terminator, looking quite badass. ‘Is that a real gun?’ Kira got out of her seat. Giana had stood up as well. Both girls surrounded the captain, eyes on the formidable-looking black stainless steel barrel. It wasn’t just guys who were attracted to weapons. Luca removed the rifle from his shoulder and pointed its muzzle at the floor. ‘This is an AK47 assault rifle. Want to give it a try?’ Kira swallowed and shook her head. She would love to, but the weapon looked quite intimidating. Up close, it was larger, longer and heavier than it appeared at first. ‘Is it real?’ Giana poked at the solid-wood stock. It look