Michonne POV

It has been nearly an hour since Maggie's little sister had her face glued to her phone with a huge smile on her face. She's been watching her out of the corner of her eye trying to figure out what, or who, exactly her sister is going gaga over.

Maggie looks around and picks up a gaudy green colored dress and asks, "What do you think about this, Michie?"

Without a single glance at her sister or the ugly dress, Michonne responded, "Looks nice." She was smiling into her phone, giggling like a little school girl to the mystery person.

Maggie huffed and tossed the dress over some random rack. She didn't understand this new development and why her sister wasn't paying attention to her. Maggie is not needy or craving attention from her youngest sister, but some acknowledge would be nice. She marched over to her sister who's less than 4 feet away from her and snatched the phone out of her hand.

"Hey—," Michonne nearly shouted as she tried to reach for her snatched phone.

"Who exactly are you texting?" Maggie started to back away from Michonne.

Michonne frowned and took steps towards Maggie. "No one."

"Then how come you're paying attention to your phone more than me. When we left home, your phone barely got a notification, but now it's been vibrating almost nonstop." As Maggie said this, the phone vibrated in her hands and a notification popped up on her screen. Maggie barely had a chance to look to look at the message before the phone was snatched from her hands.

"It's no one. Just some guy," Michonne practically mumbled as she looked at the message.

Oh My Pretty Flower, I would like to see you tomorrow.

Michonne smiled at the message. Maggie looked on with disbelief.

"From the way, you're looking at that message it doesn't seem as if it's just some guy."

"Well, he is. I only just met him," Michonne responded. The phone vibrated again in her hands, signally another message.

I'm willing to skip out hanging with my stupid brothers and my friends to be with such a beauty.

"Must be some guy, if he's making you smile like that," Maggie said in retort. She moved towards her sister. "This was supposed to be our day. I haven't seen you in months and now this random new guy has entered your life and you're practically ignoring our shopping trip."

Michonne looked up from her phone and felt ashamed for ignoring her sister. She didn't mean to, but Rick has been on her mind since she met him and his constant texts are adding a little color to her cheeks. But she needed to pay attention to her sister. She can text Rick when she gets home, maybe even call him on the phone.

"You're right. I need to pay attention to you," Michonne said as she walked up to Maggie and wrapped her arms around her sister. "Let me just text him back then I'm all yours for the next hour."

Maggie rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around her sister. She pulled back and smiled. "Go ahead but be quick. We still need to pick out your dress for our parent's anniversary." Maggie turned away leaving her sister to respond to this mystery man.

Michonne made quick work to respond to the message and turned toward the direction her eldest sister left in.

Rick POV

Rick was sitting in the passenger seat of his car, making his way back to a diner with his friends. Since he's been texting Michonne, his pretty flower, since they left the mall, he needed to put all of his attention towards talking to her. For some reason, he can't get her face, her voice, her smile out of his head. She was a gorgeous woman and he wants her to belong to him. To only be consumed by him.

So when Rick tossed the keys to his car to Daryl and walked over to the passenger side, the two friends gave Rick a little side eye. But they made their way to the car and got in. Before they left the mall, they decided on eating at their favorite diner, rather than eating at what was at the food court.

Rick had his eyes on his phone waiting for a response to possibly seeing and hanging out with his pretty flower tomorrow. He barely heard the conversation between Glenn and Daryl as Rick started to reread the messages between him and Michonne. As he was looking another message came through.

As much as I would like to see you tomorrow, I can't.

I have to go to an anniversary party for my parents.

It's kind of a big deal. That's why I was at the mall today.

Rick huffed. He wanted to see her but understood that she needed to go to the party for her parents. Sadly, this means he can't get out of going to the party for the Greene's. As he tried to think of another excuse, another message came through.

My sister wants my attention on to her. So I can't respond for a while. But I promise to text as soon as I get home.

Rick was sad that she had to go but understood that she needed to talk to her sister. Just a few texts earlier, Michonne told him that she came home from college just a few days ago. She hasn't seen her sisters in a while and although they annoy her to death, she loves them dearly. So, Rick has to sadly wait until Michonne texts him back later in the evening.

Ok, Pretty Flower. Don't forget about me while you hang out with your sister.

Rick sent the message and finally puts his phone down. Glenn noticed that he finally put his phone down and nudge Daryl in the driver seat to look at their friend.

"I see you've come back to living," Glenn joked as he nudged Rick's shoulder from the back seat of Rick's car. "Who was it that you've been texting?"

Rick had a hint of a smile on his face before he responded, "This girl I met at the mall."

"A girl, huh," Daryl grunted.

"What about it?"

"I'm just surprised that you randomly met a girl, got her number and have been texting her nonstop for the past hour and a half."

Rick turned to look at Daryl, who was still looking towards the road without a little glance towards his friend. Glenn looked between the two friends, feeling a little uneasy. He knows that Rick has a short temper and can become aggressive in an instant. But he also knows that Rick would brutally hurt his friends, even though there are times when it wouldn't be uncalled for.

"Is there a problem," Rick questioned.

Daryl rolled to a stop when they reached a red light. He looked to Rick, seeing the smoldering anger that's brewing behind his eyes. "I meant nothing by it. Just thought it was strange because this isn't anything like you. You don't go up to girls, you don't just get their number and if you do happen to do all of this, you would've gotten bored or stop responding by now."

Rick understood what Daryl was saying. Whether he likes it or not, this isn't normal behavior for Rick. He likes things being under his control. But this feeling, the feeling about this girl he only met for less than 10 minutes was able to capture his heart and mind by a simple look. Just as he was going to respond, a car from behind them honked their horn bringing everyone in the car look at the light which was green. Daryl started to move the car again towards their destination to the friends' favorite diner.

"I get it. This is different. This girl is different. I feel like she's the one for me," Rick said to his friends.

"Really," Glenn finally speaks up.

"Yes, really."

Daryl and Glenn nodded in response. "Well, can we get her name?"

"Not yet. I'll tell you, but not right now." Rick wanted to keep this to himself for a while. He doesn't want his brothers to find out. And he especially doesn't want his mother to find out. She might not approve this union, because she has other women in her mind to set Rick up with. "This needs to stay between us. No one finds out," Rick said a little harsh. Nothing will mess up this relationship between him and his pretty flower.

"Of course," Daryl and Glenn echoed to Rick. They would always have his back, no matter the situations. He trusts them with his life and knows that nothing that was discussed within the car will be heard by other people.

Rick's phone buzzed signaling a message. He lifted his phone up so quickly, he could have smacked himself in the face. He thought it was Michonne, but instead, it was his mother. She said that he needed to go to downtown to check the newly arrived drugs from Bangkok at one of their warehouses.

Rick huffed and responded with a simple ok. "Looks like we won't be eating just yet. We have to turn around to check the purity of some drugs for my mom. At the northeast warehouse."

There was a growling noise from the back seat of the car, making the two friends up front to turn and look back at the backseat passenger. "What," Glenn asked. "I'm hungry and now we have to wait after we do the checks on the drugs."

Daryl shook his head and Rick just chuckled. "Maybe we can stop at McDonald's or something before we get to the warehouse," Rick suggested.

Daryl nodded and turned the car around, heading towards the warehouse. This lifestyle that Rick lives, handling drugs and participating in illegal activities, made him think about what Michonne might think of him. She didn't seem to recognize him and he hadn't told her his last name. Most people in Georgia knows his family last name and she must know it as well. So Rick doesn't plan on telling her his last name. He hopes that if she doesn't find out about it, scared that she might leave him. But if she stayed, and asked him to live the life of crime, he'd do it in an instant, just for her.

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