You absolutely adore Javi's sexy, little mustache! It drives you insane!

You're constantly getting distracted by it while you're working. All you can think about is that damn mustache!

You finally lose control and end up touching it. Which leads more than you bargained for.

Some swearing and innuendo.

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Damn that sexy mustache of Javier Pena's! It's distracting you! Any time you're around him, all you can think about is that damn mustache!

You're supposed to be focusing on the file in front of you.  Yeah, that's not happening. You try to discreetly glance over at Javi. He's smoking his tenth cigarette in the last fifteen minutes.

It's a wonder he's even still alive,  the way he smokes like he does. You shift around in your seat, your ass falling  asleep from sitting here for so damn long.

Javi walks over to you, leaning over your left shoulder, looking at the information in the file that you're supposed to be reading.

"Find anything useful?" Javier takes a long drag on his cigarette. You shake your head and stand up,  stretching.

"Unfortunately,  no. I'm taking five." You head for the women's restroom and pee, wash your hands and then...just stare at your reflection in the bathroom mirror.

"Just knock it off, " you scold yourself. "There's no flipping way you're getting anywhere with Javier Pena."

....................

Three hours later,  you're feeling your brain all limp from staring at multiple files and cross eyed and hungry. So damn hungry.

"I'm about to head out for the evening, " Javi informs you as he shrugs into that sexy, black leather jacket of his. "Care to join me for some  food?"

You fidget with your purse. Should you go with Javier? What the hell? You think.  You only live once.

"Yeah,  what the hell?" Javier chuckles softly and gives you a wide grin. You put your own jacket on and follow him out, calling out several goodbyes to the others  still stuck here at almost nine thirty at night.

You follow Javier out to the parking lot.  It's still a little steamy out, even though the sun has long since set.
You head for your car.

"You wanna follow me?"

Anything you say, Mr. Sexy Mustache you think to yourself.

"Sure. Just no place that has strippers or I'm leaving."

"How little you think of me, Y/N." You flip him off and climb inside your car and start it up, waiting for Mr. Sexy Mustache to get going.

..................

You're actually having a pretty good time with Mr. Player over here. He's  not a  complete asshole all the time.

You notice  that Javier keeps his gaze trained on you often and you wonder if he's actually even seeing you or if he's just zoning out.

"You're enjoying yourself?"

"Yeah."

"I'm happy to hear that." Javi takes a long sip of his beer before taking a bite of his cake.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

"Why'd you ask me to come along with you this evening?"

"Guess I just felt like having some company."

"You do like your time with the women,  huh?" You give  Javi a big, big smile. He chuckles and absently fidgets with his with lighter.

"I'd be lying if I said no." You watch Javier flick the lighter on and off for a few seconds.

"Were you like that when you were back in Texas?"

"You aren't shy, are you?" Jsvi gives you this strange look.

"You should know by now that I'm not. By the way, I might as well confess something."

"You're secretly in love with me." You roll your eyes. Somebody  sure thinks highly of themselves.

"No. I just think that mustache of yours is sexy as hell." Javier leans back in his chair, staring at you.

"You'd  be surprised how often I've heard that."

"Actually,  I'm not in the least bit surprised. I'm  sure that all the women you make out with love it."

Javi leans closer to you and grins wickedly. You get bold and reach out,  gently brushing your fingers over the small, coarse hairs of his mustache.

Oooh, yeah! That's nice! Very nice. Javier doesn't pull away or move. Instead,  he gently takes your hand and just holds it.

"Like what you touched, chica?" Javi murmurs. You nod, gazing directly into his eyes and unable to look away.

"Yeah."

"Can I  do you one better?"

"Depends on what it is."

"I wanna kiss you. Can I?" This surprises you just a tad. Here's Mr. Asshole DEA agent and he's acting almost...insecure. You smile.

"Sure, Javier. You can kiss me." He slides closer,  gently pressing his lips to yours. Oh.  My.  God. You can't believe that Javier Pena, Mr. Sexy Mustache is actually kissing you!

He moves,  smiling  almost bashfully at you. You immediately press your lips back to his, kissing him this time.

"That felt pretty good," you admit and Javier Javier chuckles.

"I'm pleased you enjoyed it."

"Javi?"

"Yeah?"

"Could we do this again soon?"

"What, kiss?"

You laugh and gently squeeze his hands.

"Yeah.  But I meant go out again." Javier gives you another kiss and smiles.

"Sure, chica. That can happen."

"Okay.  Mr. Sexy Mustache." Javier just laughs. Then you think of something. Shit! Now thanks to this happening,  you'll  be thinking about Javier's  sexy mustache even more!

Shit. Oh, well.  I suppose there's worse things you could be focused on.