42. His Angel

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*A/N: enjoy :) - Ren<3*







  
The golden disc of the sunrise shining through the car windows gave the illusion of a halo behind you, and made Flip smile as he watched you drive. Your eyes sparkled while you smiled at him. He loved morning drives with you. It almost made him forget what you both did for a living, the horrors of each case takes a toll on the psyche. The sun radiated off your skin, the glow in your rosy cheeks, the angelic sound of your laughter, there wasn't anything he didn't love about you.

"I don't know why you all give Callahan a hard time?'' you tried to defend, Flip kept cracking jokes at Callahan's expense. You couldn't help but laugh but considering he was your partner now, you had to have his back. "I know he's a rookie but-''

"Baby, he's a fuck up." Flip gave you a scowl as you pulled into the gas station. "He is literally oblivious-"

"That's a bit harsh," unbuckling your seatbelt. "He literally pushed me out of the way of a bullet, a bullet I didn't see or anyone else for that matter."

Flip raised his brows while eyeing you suspiciously. "Why are you defending him? hmm." he asked somewhat teasingly.

You leaned into him, "He's my partner, he has my back and I have his. It's called loyalty, baby." giving him a peck on the lips before getting out of the car.

"Don't remind me." Flip grumbled, following you out of the car and into the corner mart. He watched your hips sway with each step. The velvet material of your jumpsuit hugged your body,  showing your silhouette. His eyes traced the outline of your panties, the lace was prominent through the velvet fabric. Each step you took, he noticed your panties riding higher, nearly disappearing. His mind thought of bending you over and taking them off with his mouth...

 His mind thought of bending you over and taking them off with his mouth

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Your gentle voice snapped him out of his sinful thoughts. The trucker smiled as he held the door open for you. The trucker eyed your behind as you walked by. Flip shot him a nasty glare walking past him. Flip grinned as the trucker walked away grumbling incoherently.

Flip's scrunched his face when he noticed aman standing behind the gas station attendant, her eyes widened with fear. The man behind her glared at Flip, his body language stiffened.

"What do you want?" the man demanded. The young woman tried to hide her fear when he snapped at Flip. The obvious intruder held something closer to the woman's side, he couldn't tell if it was a knife or a gun. Flip just needed you far away as possible, he couldn't have you hurt again, he needed to think fast. "Come on I don't have all day."

"Can I get ten on twelve? thanks." Flip handed the gas station attendant fifteen dollars. Flip glanced as you opened the refrigerator door, reaching for a beverage. "Baby, can you get me that peach one you always drink?"

"I got it," You stood up and smiled at him, completely ignoring his expression while you grabbed a pack of cookies. "Here this too." you placed the items on the counter.

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