November 17, 2014
There are just some things in my life that I don’t want anyone to know, especially Deeks. Yes, you could say that I was young and it doesn’t really count but it does to me. Some of that stuff I’ve never told anyone. I don’t want Deeks to think badly of me for any reason so I’m hoping the subject never comes up again. I know everyone probably has something in their past that they’re not proud of but I intend to keep mine just that… in the past.
Speaking of the past, I don’t know how long Deeks has had “Artie” the jacket but that thing is ripe! He keeps it in the fridge so it doesn’t lose it’s authenticity. It’s definitely authentic smelling. No one suspects he’s law enforcement when he’s sporting Artie!
Deeks’ “plans” are sometimes very risky and today was probably the worst to date. I was afraid they were going to shoot him as soon as he walked through the door but I never imagined someone coming after him with a meat cleaver! What could have happened kept flashing through my mind all afternoon.
He said he wanted us to “Live long and prosper and make baby Deeks and ninja assassins with fantastic hair.” I wasn’t sure if he meant us separately or together but he was right… It wasn’t the best time to talk about it. Although I couldn’t help but smile when he babbled on about my “sexy ankles” and “weird toes.” If I had to list what I thought was sexy about him, the list would be a mile long and would just make him gloat so I guess I’ll keep that list to myself… for now.