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CHAPTER 2
MONDAY 4:00PM
Bosco was on his way to his apartment, he wanted to review the file on his "witness" before heading over. He also had to call Faith and let her know that he wasn't going to be on beat with her today. He wasn't real comfortable with that. Faith had only been back on the force for about a month now, and he had become very protective with her. He was not willing to let anything happen to her again. He still blamed himself for her getting shot, but he had made it his lives goal to keep her safe from anything that might harm her. Which is why he was really aggravated to have to watch over some "old lady" when Faith needed him.
Bosco got to his apartment building and climbed the five flights of stairs to his apartment. He walked in and looked around. It wasn't much he thought, but it was his. Bosco had never been much of a showy person; he could have had a much nicer apartment, but didn't really feel it was necessary; after all it was just him living there. He sat down at the small table in the kitchen and opened the file. He was floored when he saw that this woman lived on the Upper East Side. "Great" he thought "I have to go protect some rich bitch that is full of herself". He grabbed a bottle of aspirin on his way out the door figuring he was going to need it.
Elsewhere, Nadia Lourds was looking out the window of her 15th story apartment on 78th street. She had lived there for 3 years now and never got sick of the view. It was breathe taking. All the tall buildings and the hustle and bustle down below on the street. But even today, the view wasn't taking her mind off of the inevitable; soon her apartment would be invaded by this "cop". She was not the type of person who wanted anyone to "watch over her". She had always been independent, and the thought of a self absorbed ass in her apartment was making her sick to her stomach. She was trying to picture what he might be like; all she could think of was a fat donut eating pig that was going to tell her that he was there to protect her from harm while hitting on her. Not her idea of a good time. She was brought out of her thoughts when she heard a hard knock at the door.
Bosco stood knocking on the door of the apartment. "Unbelievable" he thought to himself, "I don't think I have ever been in an apartment building that has a freaking door man" He heard someone coming to the door. "Well here goes nothing" they both thought at the same time while Nadia opened the door slowly.
Nadia opened the door all the way up to see Bosco standing there. "Can I help you" she said kind of smugly. "Yeah" Bosco said "You can learn not to open the door to just anyone, and you'll make my job a little easier" as he flashed his badge that he was wearing on a chain inside his shirt. He couldn't help but have a little smirk on his face. He was going to show her who was in charge right away. But then, he actually looked at her. She was a little over 5 feet tall, probably in her mid twenty's she had long black hair and bright green eyes almost cat like. She had a tiny little waist and liked to show off her figure. She was wearing a pair of low rise boot cut jeans and a black sweater that showed off all of her assets. Not that she was a vain person; she was just very comfortable with her body. Bosco tried to take it all in the girl (definitely not an old lady) the apartment, which was obviously professionally decorated. Everything was very modern, very New York. The expensive art work on the walls, the colors, everything cried out money. Lots of money.
"So" Bosco started. "My name is Officer Boscorelli you can call me Bosco" "I have been assigned to keep an eye on you until the trial comes up at the end of the week"
"Whatever the guest room is down the hall" Nadia stated as if she didn't care. Bosco picked up his bag and trotted down the hall with his head shaking and a small smirk on his face.
Nadia was standing in the foyer trying to take it all in. She was not expecting some young good looking guy, she wanted to hate him, but he seemed I don't know almost dream like. Definitely rough around the edges and cocky, but something about him made her weak in the knees. Not that he would know that. She immediately went on the defensive. "He may be good looking and all, but he is still invading me and my home like I am the prisoner"
Bosco was getting settled into her "guest room" "Damn" he thought out loud, this room is bigger then my whole apartment. "She is definitely hot but man what a bitch" he thought. "These next four days are going to be a nightmare" he said under his breathe.
Disclaimer: I own nothing
CHAPTER 2
MONDAY 4:00PM
Bosco was on his way to his apartment, he wanted to review the file on his "witness" before heading over. He also had to call Faith and let her know that he wasn't going to be on beat with her today. He wasn't real comfortable with that. Faith had only been back on the force for about a month now, and he had become very protective with her. He was not willing to let anything happen to her again. He still blamed himself for her getting shot, but he had made it his lives goal to keep her safe from anything that might harm her. Which is why he was really aggravated to have to watch over some "old lady" when Faith needed him.
Bosco got to his apartment building and climbed the five flights of stairs to his apartment. He walked in and looked around. It wasn't much he thought, but it was his. Bosco had never been much of a showy person; he could have had a much nicer apartment, but didn't really feel it was necessary; after all it was just him living there. He sat down at the small table in the kitchen and opened the file. He was floored when he saw that this woman lived on the Upper East Side. "Great" he thought "I have to go protect some rich bitch that is full of herself". He grabbed a bottle of aspirin on his way out the door figuring he was going to need it.
Elsewhere, Nadia Lourds was looking out the window of her 15th story apartment on 78th street. She had lived there for 3 years now and never got sick of the view. It was breathe taking. All the tall buildings and the hustle and bustle down below on the street. But even today, the view wasn't taking her mind off of the inevitable; soon her apartment would be invaded by this "cop". She was not the type of person who wanted anyone to "watch over her". She had always been independent, and the thought of a self absorbed ass in her apartment was making her sick to her stomach. She was trying to picture what he might be like; all she could think of was a fat donut eating pig that was going to tell her that he was there to protect her from harm while hitting on her. Not her idea of a good time. She was brought out of her thoughts when she heard a hard knock at the door.
Bosco stood knocking on the door of the apartment. "Unbelievable" he thought to himself, "I don't think I have ever been in an apartment building that has a freaking door man" He heard someone coming to the door. "Well here goes nothing" they both thought at the same time while Nadia opened the door slowly.
Nadia opened the door all the way up to see Bosco standing there. "Can I help you" she said kind of smugly. "Yeah" Bosco said "You can learn not to open the door to just anyone, and you'll make my job a little easier" as he flashed his badge that he was wearing on a chain inside his shirt. He couldn't help but have a little smirk on his face. He was going to show her who was in charge right away. But then, he actually looked at her. She was a little over 5 feet tall, probably in her mid twenty's she had long black hair and bright green eyes almost cat like. She had a tiny little waist and liked to show off her figure. She was wearing a pair of low rise boot cut jeans and a black sweater that showed off all of her assets. Not that she was a vain person; she was just very comfortable with her body. Bosco tried to take it all in the girl (definitely not an old lady) the apartment, which was obviously professionally decorated. Everything was very modern, very New York. The expensive art work on the walls, the colors, everything cried out money. Lots of money.
"So" Bosco started. "My name is Officer Boscorelli you can call me Bosco" "I have been assigned to keep an eye on you until the trial comes up at the end of the week"
"Whatever the guest room is down the hall" Nadia stated as if she didn't care. Bosco picked up his bag and trotted down the hall with his head shaking and a small smirk on his face.
Nadia was standing in the foyer trying to take it all in. She was not expecting some young good looking guy, she wanted to hate him, but he seemed I don't know almost dream like. Definitely rough around the edges and cocky, but something about him made her weak in the knees. Not that he would know that. She immediately went on the defensive. "He may be good looking and all, but he is still invading me and my home like I am the prisoner"
Bosco was getting settled into her "guest room" "Damn" he thought out loud, this room is bigger then my whole apartment. "She is definitely hot but man what a bitch" he thought. "These next four days are going to be a nightmare" he said under his breathe.