Imagine This.

Female Boxer 7

You

Michael heads out of the door and you start to feel lonely all over again. You had loads of fun last night and he slept in the guest room but now he must leave if he wants to finish this case.

"Well I had a great time with you Y/N, hopefully, we can do this again" you blush. He's opened up the soft side of you that nobody has seen before and you feel exposed. "Me too..I'm glad you kept me company" He kisses your cheek and you blush even more. Why is he doing this to me?' You mentally roll your eyes but smile on the outside.

"Can I have your number?" He pulls out his cell phone and you giggle as you cross your arms. "You don't have my number? Aren't you a detective?" He chuckles and scratches the back of his neck. "You got me on that one, and no Y/N I don't or else I would've been blowing your phone up" he chuckles and your eyes bulge.

"Now I'm not so sure to give you my number.."You joke. He rubs your knuckles and breathes in deeply "Well I promise to control myself. I don't see a sexy powerful woman every day" Your jaw drops and you play with his curls.

"You see me as powerful?" He nods and looks you up and down. "And independent,I love that.."You blush yet again and your hip pops. "Are you okay? That sounds like it hurt" you chuckle and shake your head. He's concerned and it's cute.

"I'm double-jointed, that happens all the time" You wave him off and he smiles and looks back at his car. "Well, I have to go..can I have that number?" You watch him type in your name and he asks for area code "240" he nods and types it in. "7681036". He nods and saves it. "That's an easy number, I'll call you" he winks and walks away out his car. 

I'm adding more guys don't get mad! I'm eating and it's very hard to type with one hand. (Eating tacos)

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