Today we stole ourselves a little bit of time. I laid with him on the dirty mattress in the police station. We talked softly, holding each other. We talked about our first time. When I was a naive little girl and he was a smart sly head hunter. And now look at us. I've told him how I believe that it is fate that we found each other and he smiled at me lovingly "Or you're just a daft thing who doesn't know any better!"But I don't think so. I think, I am lucky to have found him...
We have not had a nice quiet visit like that in some time. It was very nice, my love...
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