Tan, young, and lovely. The girl from that beautiful country goes walking.

David’s eyes settled on her as he stepped out of the motorcycle he rode aside Mike, and Joseph.

His breath catching on his throat as he saw how graceful she walked to do her own thing. She was just a stranger yes.

But that stranger… you. Were beautiful. Just walking and catching everybody’s eyes- or atleast that was what he thought.

His hands tightened on his weapon as his job was to watch the perimeter of the state governors hidden house.

Before he could step forward towards you as you began being hard to be able to be seen through the fruit isles a slap against his head he felt making his perfect slickback move slightly.

“Watch it!” David groaned.

“Get to work David…” sighed Mike, and rolled his head as he began watching the perimeter too.