You were currently running away from the cops after you stole a bottle of liquor from the bar.

You ran into a alleyway where you saw a group of men.

An idea popped into your head and you randomly grabbed one of them and pushed them into the wall.

You grabbed his face and placed his l!ps on yours. Having to stand on your tip toes.

The police ran right past you and when you saw them turn the corner you pulled away.

As you pulled out you saw his face and almost dropped the bottle.

Damn was he hot.

He had tattoos going up his neck and his hair was slicked back.

Suddenly guns were pointed at you by the other men.

You felt his hand pat your head. "Refrain," was all he spoke for them to lower their weapons.

"This one's mine," he claimed before attaching his lips to yours again.