I hate mugshots. It's like taking a cheeky school photo. Except for it wasn't as perfect. However, the new girls mugshot was practically flawless. Mainly because she was flawless. And that couldn't be closer to the truth. But looking over her shoulder at the picture wasn't enough.

"I'll take that."

I said, taking the picture. Fuck. That jawline, those eyes, her hair, everything. She was a living Barbie doll. A perfect woman. But, I wasn't gonna tell her any of this. That's weird.