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<br/>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">It was amusing that she heard the man curse, it would've been more amusing if she hadn't been frightened a few moments earlier. "It... happens," The female's voice was rather quiet, hinting at her mild shame at having attacked the man who was supposed to protect her with a deliciously greasy bun she'd rather have eaten.  Thankfully, the moment passed and it was more important to find out who she was spending her time with. <br/>
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"Nice to meet you Will," In her mind, she was almost ticking off every assumption she'd made. So far he didn't look near retirement, or bored and hoping for something else... And he wasn't called Jim. The longer she looked over him, the more she was interested. A man like him surely wasn't... available. It was natural for her to wonder, and for her to go for what she wanted. Mia may have seemed timid, but she wasn't. It was just a difference of getting comfortable enough to be herself. <br/>
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Before she'd made the trip down from the city, Mia had thought it would be an awful time; she genuinely considered that it would've been nicer to find her own safe house, but rules were rules... Even if she was starting to think it may end up being a rather fun experience. Especially if Will was less of a stick up the ass type as she had first assumed. The way he gazed over her didn't go amiss, but she didn't mention it either. Her focus was on him and the way he stood. Mia was trying to determine what kind of man he was. <br/>
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Mia was reluctant to withdraw her hand. The one thing her father had taught her was that a strong man had a strong handshake, and he seemed to tick the box... until she found herself laughing at the mention of Jim. "Oh.. You heard that."  A light blush rose into her cheeks as she withdrew her hand to cross her hand under her breasts as she took a sip of her coffee before continuing. "I had this rather amusing thought that the person allocated to be stuck with me here would be an older officer ready for retirement with a stick firmly up his ass, I named him Jim." The brunette shook her head slightly. "I was just thinking that clearly you're not what I imagined."<br/>
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Thankfully, there was a way she could distract him if he did want to know what she thought. "There's coffee in the kitchen, I didn't know what you took so I just got milk and cream. There are also some more bagels in the bag. I figured that I may not have been the only one skipping food this morning." Although she woke at early hours, it wasn't as early as she'd had to be that morning. One thing she did wonder about was on her mind, she was hoping it would be less intense than first thought considering her assumptions had been wrong.<br/>
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"So, officer Will, do you have any rules I need to go through? Or am I allowed to go out without a leash?" Oh, she could only dream that it would be less restrictive. How would she manage being locked up a house for weeks on end, maybe months. Who knew how long it would take. Mia let her gaze linger over him, more than it should've but her mind was elsewhere. "You could always give me your back up gun, you always carry a second, right?" Now she was just seeing if she could push any buttons, see where his limits were. </span>