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"A stakeout?" "With Hanson." "With Hanson? You've gone insane!" "Excuse you?" "Sorry but you know Hanson. He's the hardest piece of shit to work with." "Cooperate with him and don't put the case in danger." He points a finger at you as you roll your eyes leaving the office.
Tom leaned on the wall near the door. "I can't be that bad." You flip your middle finger up at him as you grab your things and prepare yourself for a long night.
Crickets were the only sound in and around the car besides the loud smacking Tom made when eating his food. Wrappers and empty water bottles filled the car. You guys had been sitting there for hours waiting for something to happen. Your head ached from all his attempts at conversation.
"Want some?" "Shut up." "So hostile. Why?" He asks with his mouth full of shrimp lo mein.
"I'm not exactly your biggest fan rookie." You roll your eyes, looking around the half empty parking lot. You wanted out of this car and fast. "You barely know me." "I don't want to know you." "I'm not that bad." "Shhh. Shut up." You say seriously this time.
You squint your eyes at two people in the distance. They start walking your way and now you have to think fast. "Just got with it okay?" "Go with wh-"
Before he finished you pulled on his jacket, taking his lips into a enticing kiss. The short fire between you two couldn't be denied. He dropped his food into his cupholder as he pulled you over to the drivers side. His hands roamed your body as the suspects passed the car cringing.
You push him away once you know they aren't paying attention anymore. They get into a car and drive off. You climb back over and fasten your seatbelt.
"Drive." "You just-" "Do you want to blow this shit Hanson? Drive for gods sake!"
He throws the car in drive and follows them. During the whole ride he continues to glance over as you fix yourself. "You liked it didn't you?" He smiles as he looks at you. "I mean you made me spill my food but man. That shit was hot." "Take a different way so they won't get suspicious." You say disregarding the question.
You sigh and catch your breath. You sink your bottom lip in between your teeth as you smirk. "Just let me know sweetheart. You liked it or what?" "It was cool." You answer simply and he swerves onto a different path while still keeping up with the guys.
He couldn't stop smiling after you admitted it. "Turn the sirens on." "Yes ma'am."
You blush at the response as he turns on the sirens and lights. "You ready for this Rookie?" "Hell yeah." He smirks as you load the guns. The other car had no sign of stopping.
You unbuckle your seatbelt and roll the window down. He looks over at you as you lean out the car. "What are you doing?" He grabs your leg to keep you steady while his other hand never comes off the wheel.
When you get a clear chance, you shoot out their back wheels and they swerve off the road. Tom follows causing you to jerk back and hit your head.
He brakes to a stop and pulls you back in the car. "Ow you idiot." You hold the back of your head as you get out the car. Tom apologizes and approaches the vehicle.
"Tom Hanson, DEA! Get out the car! Slowly!" "So no apology huh?" You question as you cuff the other man. "I was getting to that. I'm sorry." He cuffs the other man and finally calls for backup.
Once it comes you are treated for a minor head injury and a bruise on your thigh. "Hey." Tom comes your way, holding out an ice pack. "Sup." You grab it from him and place it on your thigh. "Sorry for that too." "Yeah you just wanted to leave your mark on me huh?" "Maybe."
He smiles replacing your hand with his and putting pressure on the area. "Don't do anymore damage Tom. There's already a hand mark." "Tom?" "Don't get used to it."
He laughs and pulls you in for another kiss. This one was tongue dominating, lip biting fiery. "Get a room!" "Go awayyy!"
