Here you were, pulled over on the side of highland drive. flashing lights behind you.- you were going 45 in a 30; which you guessed deserved a ticket but you were pissed nonetheless, rolling your window down, every guise of anger slipped from your expression.

Muscled forearms rested on your windowsill. and you suddenly became aware of yourself as he gave you a once over.

"you know why i stopped you?"