"Yea, of course. Come on now, you locked up in cuffs, sitting there all vibrant, and ferocious, angry, but still innocent in those eyes. Maybe it's the power thing I go through as a cop, who knows, but I do like it. A lot."
He winked with a laugh, moving down another street with her, his arm wrapped around her waist now, "You know this is highly unethical what I'm doing with you, I really shouldn't be. But now I have so many questions and desires I need to answer. First things' first... what is your favorite color then if it's not purple, despite all of the purple? And then why purple?"
Another block, and he was buzzing himself into his apartment complex, letting her in first, then following behind her.