You're My Target ( Miles McKenna X Reader)

Par--8 Chemistry

Your POV

My eyelids were heavy when I tried to open them. It had been one hell of a night. I turned myself over and felt around for Miles but didn't feel him. I sat up quickly. Did he just "one night stand" me?? I got up from bed. My head hurt and my legs felt weak. I looked down. Fuck no pants that's weird I always sleep with pajama bottoms at least. For some reason my memory was hazy. I remember Miles coming home me yelling at him then that's it. a nudge off the thought and get dressed. I walk into the kitchen and found a note. " Dear (Y/N), Great night 10 out of 10 just like you. Sorry to run so soon but I did just get back from vacation and I need to unpack thanks for understanding. Also I made you pancakes they're on the counter. Love, Miles" Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww he wrote me a letter that's adorable. I look over at the next to the letter and their is a platter of MOIST hot pancakes. MY mouth is watering i'm about to demolish those tasty bois. then my phone starts vibrating violently. it's a call from my boss I answer ''Hello" I say quietly " WHERE IN GODS LEFT TESTICLE ARE YOU YOURE 4 HOURS LATE GET YOUR FINE ASS OVER HER IMMEDIATLEY'' He hangs up. What a nice guy I say while grabbing my uniform and rushing out the door.