Becoming a prison guard is tough. But when you're the only female in a workplace of thirty male guards, with a very attractive boss, and one inmate you can't help but be intrigued by, things become a lot more difficult.
Florence Saint Yesterday night had been a wild ride of events and emotions. I bonded with Styles in a way I never thought I would with an inmate. One of the first rules you're taught when applying and learning about this job, never form relationships with inmates. And I definitely didn't have a romantic relationship with Styles, but I have to admit. If he wasn't in here I would definitely be attracted to him, even as an inmate I can't deny the fact that he's a beautiful man. He's handsome and not afraid to show his emotions or talk to me about things, and I was becoming intrigued by him which was dangerous but I couldn't help it. As I got ready for work at seven the next morning he was all that was on my mind. I had my uniform at home considering I didn't want to change in that locker room. I buttoned up the black shirt and decided to leave my hair down.
"Good morning Florence" Sam greeted me as I walked into the prison. "Morning" I smiled at him. "I'm sorry our dinner had to be cut short yesterday evening. But I just have to say, you were and are brilliant with Styles. So just keep up the good work. You start with counselling today so be ready." He reminded me and I nodded. "Yep I have all the files in my bag all ready" I informed him and Sam looked pleased to hear I was prepared. I said goodbye to him and walked happily to my office. I had just put my bag down when I heard my name being said in a harsh whisper. "Florence" it said and I walked to where the voice came from. "You know you can't call me that" I folded my arms and Styles grinned. "Can you take me to have a shower before breakfast?" He asked and I nodded grabbing my keys. I let him out of the cell and kept my hand on his arm as he walked into the shower. "You have to come in and stand by the door" he told me and I nodded already knowing what I had to do. I turned to face the door as I heard the shower running and his humming rang out through the small room. After around five, ten minutes the shower turned off. "Ugh officer?" I heard him say and I rolled my eyes. "What?" "I left my towel on the side can you grab it and hand it to me?" He asked and I felt a blush come onto my cheeks. "I don't think I'm allowed" "Come on Florence it's just us" he said and I could tell he was smirking. "Don't get used to calling me that. Because if you slip up infront of someone we're both in deep shit" I said to him trying to reach and give him his towel without turning and looking at his naked body. "No I know I can only call you Florence when it's just us. And there's going to be a lot more of just us" he said coming out of the shower with the towel wrapped round his hips covering what needed to be covered. I couldn't help but stare at him and had to resist reaching out and touching his body dripping wet with water droplets. "Better look away Florence or you'll end us both in a sticky situation" he whispered down to me and I managed to snap myself out of my little trance, and went back to facing the door. "Hurry it up" I said facing the door. "I'm done" he said and I turned round to see him dressed with his wash bag swung over his shoulder. He leaned forward, close to me, so close I could feel his breath on my face. But then I heard the click of the room lock being opened and I closed my eyes taking a deep breath. "Left your keys in the lock again" he whispered and it sent a shiver down my spine. He handed me the keys and I swung open the door, leading Styles back to his cell to drop off his bag before I took him for breakfast.
"Morning" I said walking past the group of officers standing against the wall in the canteen. Watson was part of the group and I smirked to myself when I noticed his bruised eye. I kept my eye on Styles throughout the breakfast and saw him sat with the two boys and the only boys I ever saw him with. Styles would occasionally take glances in my direction and I couldn't deny the fact that I would take looks lasting almost too long at him as well. "I'm finished" Styles said walking up to me as his other two friends left. I nodded and we went back to his cold little cell.
I had three inmates that I talked to and took Harry to have his lunch in the canteen before I had my own, microwaved lunch in the guards break room. Food was much needed after my meetings with the inmates. "How was your first lot of meetings?" Sam said making a cup of coffee in the break room. I looked around and saw we were the only ones in there and for a reason it made me nervous. "Well I was flirted with more times than necessary but overall I think they were ok" I said eating my pasta. He nodded and sat beside me. "Oh I had to ask, is Styles allowed anywhere as long as I take him? He's been asking to go to the library and I've been saying no because I didn't know if that was allowed" "Yes he's allowed to go but as long as you go with him" Sam smiled and I nodded. "Well that's me done" I said picking up my Tupperware box. "Miss Saint I wanted to see if we could redo that dinner. But as a non business dinner" he raised an eyebrow and stood up beside me. "Are you asking me out on a date?" I said to clarify and Sam scratched the back of his neck. "Yes, Florence, I am" he smiled and I nodded slowly. "I'll get back to you on that one" I smiled back. "I'll hold you to it" Sam gave me a small wink and I walked out of the break room taking a deep breath in and out walking back to my office to take Styles out for free time. "Come on" I said letting Styles out, but all I could think of was whether to accept Sams date or not.
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