“Officer Davies?” I questioned the presence of the stunning brunette standing directly above me.

I watched as her face hardened upon seeing me in the state I was in. She then dropped to her knees and looked me in the eyes. Her dark pools of brown bore into my teary eyes with concern.

“What’s wrong Spencer?” She asked her voice thick with worry.

“Well I just had my purse stolen, no big deal or anything.” I spat out sarcastically.

I really didn’t mean to be taking my anger out on her, but I was just so pissed off at the world right now. She seemed to pay no mind to my comment though because she responded quickly.

“You mean this purse?” She asked, holding up my black Prada bag with an immense smile played on her lips.

“Oh my god! Yes! Where did you ever find it?” I asked in utter excitement.

“Well it’s quite a story actually. I got a call right after I had pulled you over to come and arrest a student for threatening to take his knife out on a teacher. Some Derik kid wanted to hurt Mr. Adams. Can’t say I blame him.”

I chuckled at the Officer’s comment.

“I also realized that that was your class and I was worried about your safety.” The brunette said, taking a seat next to me on the floor.

“You were worried about me?” I asked, smiling at her concern.

“Uh Yeah, I was.” She stammered out nervously, my question obviously taking her off guard.

A small blush crept up on her cheeks. I thought it was adorable.

“Anyways” She said regaining her composure, “I took care of Derik. I guess that he wanted to get back at Mr. Adams for breaking his nose. I don’t know what that’s about but-“

“I do, and let’s just say it explains a lot.” I said cutting her off. “Go on, sorry” I apologized for interrupting her.

“Well while my partner and I were taking Derik out to the car, I saw a shady guy walking around in the parking lot pulling at car handles.  And that’s when I saw the purse. Let’s just say Prada and him, so wrong together.” The officer said in a stereotypical gay guy voice.

I laughed at her imitation and she continued with her story.

“So I killed two birds with one stone and arrested a crazed boy and a thief all in one call. And that leads me to where I am now, here with you. Again.” She said, putting emphasis on the again.

“Well thank you very much Officer Davies for rescuing my purse.” I said, giving her a warm smile.

“Oh no need to thank me it’s my job. And please call me Ashley.” She said with sincerity in her voice. “I mean we might as well go by a first name basis considering my job has been bringing me to you a lot lately.” She said and I chuckled at her comment.

“No, but really how can I ever repay you for all that you’ve done for me?” I asked hoping she would take me up on something.

“Well how about you let me buy you drink sometime. You know actually hang out when I’m not in uniform.” She said gesturing to her outfit.

“Are you asking me out Officer?” I asked her teasingly.

“Well, I mean I understand if you don’t want to. I, uh, was just throwing the idea out there.” She said stumbling on her words.

There she was getting all nervous again. It’s so cute how this big bad officer can get so flustered over something as simple as asking a girl out.

“Of course, I’d love to go out with you.” I said putting her out of her misery of embarrassment.

Her eyes then lit up, flashing me a radiant smile, all the confidence returned to her features.

“It’s a date.” She said standing up then pulling me up with her.

“It’s a date.” I replied.