The Girl He Never Noticed

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Picture of Jake (Brett Dalton)

I check him out. Damn he was hot. His black hair, his brown eyes. His cheek bones, he smirked at me. I finally snapped back to reality. "Done checking me out yet, Kitten?" He says, his voice deep. I take a deep breath. "What do you need sir?" I ask, ignoring his previous question. "I just told you, I'm looking for Miss Anderson." He says, and I smile. "Your talking to her." I say. He looks a little shocked. "Your Miss Anderson?" He asks. "Please, call me Paisley." I say, and he looks up and down my body, causing me to blush. "I just thought she would be, I mean, you would be older, and not as pretty." He says. He smirks when I blush. "What do you need?" I ask. "Well, Paisley,I hear you are the best, and I need you to track the person who made this." He says, handing me a gun. I look up at him, confused. "Why the heck do you want me to track the person who made this?" I ask, giving him a confused look. He gives me an annoyed look. "Classified." He states. I glare at him. "If I'm helping you I think you should let me know." I say. He sighs. "I will raise your pay if you for this for me." He says. "Really?" I say, raising an eyebrow. He nods his head. "Deal." I say, and I start tracking the gun. "Bye Paisley." He says, walking out of the room.

Jakes POV

"Bye Paisley." I say, before I walk out of the room. Damn Paisley was beautiful. Her brown hair, and brown eyes. She had a perfect figure. I wanted her instantly. I couldn't tell her why I needed to track the maker of that gun, mostly because j had nothing to do with this job. It was about someone I needed to go after. I run a hand through my black hair, when I leave the building. A few girls pass me, and I wink at them, causing them to giggle. I need a drink. I walk into the closest bar.