Finch
She was still mad. Maybe it was too soon to try and talk to her. Goose said I should give her more time to calm down. But I wanted to talk to her before her next shift, which was tomorrow. So here I was, face to face with a very obviously angry woman. One who I found even sexier when she is angry. Yet, it was not a side of her I wanted to see very often. And as I stood staring at her and not getting to it by saying what I came here to say, she grew angrier. Her eyes narrowed at me as her arms crossed over her chest, and a loud sigh from her pulled me from my inner thoughts. I needed to open my mouth.
"First, I need you to know I am sorry. Not just for kissing you but for my actions the other night. I know you don't belong to me, and I have no right to say otherwise. I also had no
