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Watching Her

Dmitry POV

I come home to a loud house. Music is playing from upstairs. Some song I don’t know is playing but I’m not sure the artist.

I place my leftovers in the fridge and take in the scene around me. The dishes were put away and the trash was empty. Not sure how she got it to smell lemon fresh in here but she did.

I checked my watch before taking it off and placing it on the kitchen breakfast bar. It was almost eight at night. I didn’t expect her to still be here.

My phone rang.

“This is Dmitry,” I answered before checking the caller id.

“Hey, good looking.” A female voice sang through the receiver.

I checked the caller ID making sure not to get caught up in any games while I finally make my way upstairs. It was Nancy. A girl I have been dating on and off for the past year. We met while I was on a flight to Canada and she was working first class.

I reached the top of the landing just as the song changed and a familiar voice sang out. It sounds like Alicia Keys. I recognize
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