the job (tv)

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me and jack walked over to an unfamiliar car and an unfamiliar person was leaning against it. jack only said that we were meeting someone to discuss business with them. sadly that's not what my mind wanted. my mind was craving her touch since the second i saw her leaning against her car one foot crossed over the other. after that moment a moment of my brain deciding to unspeakably wrong things to her i decided i couldn't look at her if i was going to react like that. as we were walking to studio 13 i heard jack say something about her being a doctor after hearing that i felt the need, the urge, to know what all she had in the bag she had.
it could have anything in it, it could be full of snacks or really anything. what the fuck is in that damn bag. shit, their eyes are on me. i feel their eyes look me up and down so i decide to look at her and she smirks at me. i can't beat the heat that rushes to my face covering my cheeks.
i need a plan, a plan that will make them mine.
jack said that she was a doctor, what if i fake being sick? or i could trip down the stairs, no too risky. faking sick it is. we reached studio 13, i want her with me no i need her with me. "sorry guys but i have to go at 10" i quickly glanced at my watch, it's 2:45. surly she'll stay around a bit longer, right? "unfortunately i can't stay but i'm sure anything she sings will sound amazing, jack" fuck so she can't stay. i don't even know her name, what the fuck is her name. "bye jack, i have to go home and get in my scrubs" the thought of her in a uniform pops into my head, not just any uniform. no, a uniform that they wear in my favorite show 'Greys anatomy' but looking over to her seeing her hand reached out. she wants a hand shake, not happen hun. i grab her hand and pull her into me, i don't care about the fact she's taller. i hold us together her back against my front as i take in her scent. the urge i have to leave violently red spots on her neck in front of me. now she has to ask to leave. my hands on her wrist which are on her waist but i crossed her arms over her. "hey, excuse me ma'am but i can't stay. do ya mind letting go? not-not trying to be-" she got cut off by my lips. "it's ok, hun and i'm sorry for-" now i was cut off "it's quite alright, you have nothing to worry about plus i'm not gonna complain if ya wan-" cutting her off again with a kiss i quickly felt it escalate but then she pulled away "looks like i have to take the 'L' here." so it's a game and i think i know how to play.

A/N: short one for today because i felt lazy so😘

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