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After last night's long conversation filled with unhappiness but momentarily laughter and grins and delighted memories, we decided to call it a night when the clock struck four o'clock in the morning. We were outside, enjoying each other's company for over two hours, while I drank a warm Dr pepper and the two blondes were sipping on their beer.
We conversed nearly everything. From surfing, beach parties, school. But we didn't get a lot of words from the topic of school because JJ couldn't stand seeing a word that related to reading books, many tests, waking up early, being bossed around, teachers lecturing people's heads off, etc.
It was honestly the best late-night talk I've ever been a part of. And I feel like that made the two blondes closer. Which put a massive smile on my plump lips, watching the two knuckleheads get along. But they never had bad blood in the past. So, I wasn't expecting anything out of the ordinary from their emotions and topics. They never hated each other.
Nonetheless, seeing the quiet laughs that came out of each other's mouths with every subject they uttered about, warmed my heart on another level. Sarah needed this type of laugh and conversation. And we were so glad to give it to her.
The next day, most of us were on the messy but relaxing front porch while a small bird passed by the chateau ever so often. We were lying on the many comfortable couches. JJ and I shared a comfy seat against the chateau brick wall while everyone gazed at each other for a few moments but no words were exchanged. My thighs sat on his denim-covered lap with one arm wrapped around my waist, keeping me close, and his hand lazily clasping the tall beer bottle. I laid my head against his shoulder, while I took small peeks at his beautiful side profile. Acknowledging his sharp jawline, his sharp nose, and his thin lips while his tongue sometimes slipped out, and swiped his lips. The small beauty marks dabbed around his face, and long blonde eyelashes that I was severely jealous about.
But it was a secret.
John b was the only one that wasn't hanging out with us, he decided to go by himself to turn in the murder tape that could free him for good and get Ward and Rafe where he belonged.
He said he wanted to turn the murder record tapes all by himself, in some form of independence since he's gone through so much, he wanted to do this in an act that was almost reassuring and soothing to him. But one part of me knew he would've brought Sarah with him, but the tension they had in between them right now wasn't going to make it into the sheriff's office.
