*If it appears to be crap or it's too short then I apologize lovelies. I tried my best to give you another chapter before I go back to college*

It is now official that I hate Wednesdays more than Mondays. They are going in my book of hate,forever. And it's all because of a man named Adrian Van Benschoten.

I tried my very best to ignore the irritating man that had decided to have his butt take up residence on the corner on my desk and continue with reviewing the file in my hands. The reason Adrian was here was unclear to me, but as far as I was concerned, it was just to get under my skin. He started to whistle an unfamiliar tune, causing my eye to twitch as my irritation shot up.

I heard footsteps entering the room and turned around to see Callum. He had a cookie hanging out of his mouth and was looking over several pieces of papers in his hands. I sighed knowing that he was probably going to have to have those reprinted later due to him inevitability getting something on them. He was so careless. He didn't bother to look up until he had reached my desk and only then did he notice Adrian. It was silent as he continued to stand there like a statue, staring.

Huffing, I turned back around and went back to my work.

"Hey Adrian," I heard Callum greet.

I glared at my desk. "Don't even bother talking to him Callum. He might give you rabies."

"Excuse me?" I glanced up to see an annoyed looking Adrian.

"Well it's true," I told him flatly. "You are a mutt."

Adrian looked extremely offended while Callum's face had gone from confused to neutral in under twelve seconds. Adrian stood up and leaned down, getting in my face.

" If I was a mutt I would've done you already," he sneered.

"I wouldn't touch you with a one hundred foot pole."

"You want me."

"Yes," I glared. "Out of this room."

He smirked," and in yours?"

"Over my dead body!" I growled. This guy was unbelievable! He leaned back on my desk, that cocky smirk never leaving his face. I wanted to smack it off.

Adrian adjusted his tie before looking at me. " Well I can say that you'd look absolutely ravishing gripping the bed sheets."

I leveled him a look. "I will not be making your bed no matter how much you flirt with me, nor are you getting into mine."

"Would you two just kiss and then go have some angry hate sex somewhere?!" Callum suddenly shouted.

Adrian and I snapped our heads towards him and stared. We were stunned into silence by his sudden outburst that I don't think either of us knew what to say in response to that.

"Adrian," Callum said calmly. " As Dominic's best friend, I want to make sure he has an interesting sex life."

"Stay out of my bedroom acts man!" I screeched.

Callum smacked the back of my head before continuing.

"So when I say that, that means I'm trusting you with him. So I'm giving you one month to woo him and freaking get his ass into your bed and pound him senseless!"

Adrian stood there, stunned by the words that just tumbled out of my best friend's mouth. I'm going to murder him later. I told him I don't like Adrian and yet here he is trying to hook me up with a fucking crime lord! Goddammit!

A huge grin started to spread across Adrian's face as he came out of his shocked state. He slapped and shook hands with Callum, sealing the so called deal before he turned to look at me with his trade mark smirk. Just seeing it made my hand twitch and want to reach for the stapler on my desk, but I didn't dare since Chief's office was so close.

"I will be seeing you later then, Tesoro," Adrian purred before walking toward the station's entrance. He stopped and turned slightly to look back at me.

"What?" I demanded.

He smirked," next time we meet, we'll play Titanic. You'll be the ocean and I'll go down on you."

I blushed and threw my white out bottle at him, causing him to laugh as he exited. I turned and glared at a smiling Callum who threw his hands up in a surrender gesture.

"As soon as our shift ends I'll give you a fifteen second head start."I growled. He looked confused for he tilted his head to the side. "You're a dead man after work."

He fearfully looked at the clock to see he only had thirty minutes to prepare himself. Game on.

Story edit: 12/28/2018