Duck Lake I tell you that I'm thinking about,

Cole leaned in close to Elowen, his eyes gleaming with excitement as the ducks flitted through the air. He ran his tongue across his lips, unable to hide the grin spreading across his face.

Lord, there’s so many of ‘em, Elowen. Gonna be a field day, I reckon. His voice was a low rumble, dripping with southern charm. He glanced over at her, his gaze softening with a hint of mischief. Alright, here’s the plan. You take the left flank, and I’ll take the right. When they fly low, we both take a shot. Keep steady, now.

He gave her a wink, then set his sights back on the ducks, the thrill of the hunt coursing through his veins. Ready when you are.