'A Partner's Journal' is story/book about a police detective named Raven Spencer. She lives in a very small town...which is called Salem Creek. Where everybody knows everybody...too dang much and well. And everything that everybody says, does and...
Still at my house, I walk over to the bathroom sink.
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I brush my teeth, use some mouthwash afterwards, put on some deodorant, brush my hair...what's left of it anyways...it's truly short now...you couldn't even grab a hold of it...hardly...and put on some perfume.
I dry off.
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After drying off, I toss the towel inside the hamper. I walk out of the bathroom while turning the lights off. I walk over to my bed.
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I get dressed.
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After getting dressed, I walk over to the bathroom.
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I walk inside the bathroom while turning the lights on. I put on some makeup. But not a whole lot. Keeping it natural...which I was never too big on heavy makeup anyways.
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Afterwards, I walk out of the bathroom while turning the lights off. I walk over to the dresser.
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I open the jewelry box...that's on top of the dresser...which used to be my mother's. I open it. I grab a pair of earrings out of it...diamond studded. They used to be my mother's. My father had bought them for her for Christmas...at one time.
I put the earrings in my ears. I close the jewelry box. I walk over to the door.
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I unlock and open the door. I walk out of the room while closing the door behind me. I walk over to the stairs.
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I walk down the stairs...oh, so bloody carefully...since I have on heels...which usually, I'm not a dress person. Because I'm not fawn of them. I've never been. There's just some of those times when a woman needs and etc. one...like bloody tonight.
I walk over to the coffee table...that's in front of the couch.
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I grab a remote control off the coffee table. I press a button. I turn the stereo system on. I tune and change the radio station to an R&B station. Normally, I just listen to the 80′s and 90′s music. Some people call it classic music now...which I disagree with that. Because I'm not that bloody old.
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Afterwards, I lay the remote back down onto the coffee table...where I'd gotten it from. I walk over to the kitchen area.
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I walk inside the kitchen. I start setting the kitchen table up...with candles...for a candlelight dinner.
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Afterwards, I walk over to the icebox...refrigerator.
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I open the icebox. I grab some stuff out of it...for our...Zar's and my...dinner tonight. I'm making a salad, spaghetti and garlic bread.
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Afterwards, I close the icebox...with my hips. I start preparing and cooking the food.
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In the middle of me still cooking, the door bell rings while I'm in the process of stirring the spaghetti sauce.
I lay my wooden spoon down onto a wooden spoon rest...that's on the stove...in the middle of it...while turning down the heat...some...to let simmer...the sauce. I walk over to the door.
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I check myself out while making sure I still look good and etc.. I take a very deep breath...a couple of times. Because I'm bloody nervous and even scared as bloody hell.
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Finally, I open the door. Zar is just standing right there...before my eyes...all dressed up...in a very nice and etc. black business suit...which reminds me of how he used to look...whenever I first saw and met him.
We both...Zar and I...just smile at one another...big and huge time...from ear to ear...while thinking about and even remembering how we first met and saw one another.
"Well, you might be out of the bloody Bureau now. But your bloody clothes are not", I tell Zar while teasing him about it. Then, I add, "I'm just bloody teasing you. Please, come on in, Agent...I mean, Zar. Dinner's almost ready" while still teasing him about it and smiling at him. Along with, checking him out...up and down. Is it just me or did the temperature just go up in here...a whole lot? Because Zar is more bloody handsome, sexier and etc. than ever before. Maybe, his always been like this and I'm just now noticing it? But also, I was a different person back then.
"I brought some wine and these", he replies while still smiling back at me about it. Showing me the bottle of wine...in one hand. A bouquet of lilie...in the other...that was hidden behind his back.
"They're beautiful. And my bloody favorite. Thank you so bloody much", I say while still smiling at him about it. Zar isn't the same bloody arsehole as he was before. His bloody different. Also, a whole lot nicer and etc..
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Finally, he steps inside the house while I close the door behind him after taking the flowers and wine from him. I walk over to the kitchen area while he follows right behind me. Checking out my bloody arse. I'm bloody sure. Because I could feel his bloody eyes on me.
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I walk inside the kitchen while his still following right behind me. I walk over to the stove.
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I lay and sit the flowers and wine down onto the counter...that's beside the stove...well, one of them. There are two of them...counters...on each side of it...the stove.
I pick the spoon up. I start stirring the spaghetti sauce.
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