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Stolen Kisses Chapter 1 "You keep a journal?" She chuckled. "You seem surprised. Yes, I keep a journal." "Can I read it?" "No you can�t read it!" He arched an eyebrow. "Well, if I can�t read it aren�t you afraid he will?" She laughed, then replied. A little bit sober. A lot cynical. "AJ,I have no fear of him reading my journal if he ever did find it. You see, that would require him to care. And he doesn�t. Not about me anyway." He could say nothing. He knew it was true. With an almost imperceptible sigh she turned and pulled on a pair of old, faded jeans and a T-shirt. Standing up she stretched luxuriously. While her back was turned he reached out and took the journal, sliding it under his pillow. "I�m going to go make coffee." She announced. "You want some?" "Sure." AJ nodded, then stopped her at the door. "Heather?" She turned in the doorway expectantly. "Yes?" A million thoughts rushed through his head. Run away with me. Marry me. Leave him. Do something for yourself for once. Be mine and only mine. Instead he only smiled. "Make mine black." Heather threw him a puzzled smile. "Got it." Then she disappeared. Once she was gone he pulled out t he journal. It was simple: blue bound leather, nondescript, yet classy in a way. Much like the woman who owned it, he mused. Opening it up he skimmed through it. It did not surprise him to find that he was on every other page. If you only knew, he directed the thought toward her absent partner. Although he was pretty sure partner wasn�t the right word. Closing the journal he placed it where he had found it and not a moment too soon. A second after he removed his hand from the leather cover Heather came breezing into the room carrying two cups of coffee. She handed one to him and sat down again. "You know," she began after a while. "I don�t want to push you out the door or anything, but he�s gonna be back tonight." AJ nodded slowly. "I�m done anyway. What time does his flight come in?" "Five-thirty-eight." She replied matter-of-factly. "Will I see you tomorrow?" "We�ll see." She answered noncommittally. He had expected no more but felt oddly disappointed anyway. Getting up he pulled on his clothes and bent over to kiss her. "Bye." "Bye." She murmured in reply and watched him leave.Next: Chapter 2 |