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Taylor Bradshore ↭ 28 ↭ Detective

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Alessandra set the scissors in the sink and turned around to face Taylor, her left hand still grabbing at her hair. She knew it was uneven and should probably be fixed by a professional, but at five in the morning, there wasn’t much that could be done. “Mi dispiace…” She didn’t know what she was apologizing for, exactly, but she offered a tired smile. She just wanted to forget her bad dreams, but she was terrified to take pills. She was torn and didn’t know what to do, but she couldn’t handle another week of nightmares. “Io pulisco in su ..” She looked around at the mess of hair and makeup, her hand finally falling from her hair to wipe at her face.

[taylor-bradshore]

As Alex turned to look at her, Taylor continued to stare at her in concern, her head tilting to the side. “Hey, no...” she spoke softly as she moved forward and cupped the younger girl’s face. “Non hai nulla da cui dispiacersi,” she continued as her lips curled into a small weak smile. “Ma si sa se ​​qualcosa è preoccupante si allora si può parlare con me su di esso . Sempre,” she nodded as she lowered her hands and moved her gaze around to the mess which cause her to frown again while shaking her head. “Bell, non preoccuparti per il disordine , va bene ... davvero” She reassured as she moved forward and pulled the younger woman into a hug. “I’m here for you, kiddo. Don’t forget that.”

[rory-cameron]

Least you got an excuse for not bein’ social. 

[taylor-bradshore]

So, I am going to assume you don’t really have much of an excuse for not being social? I mean, I think any reason is an excuse. Like just forgetting to leave your place is some sort of excuse even if it is a really lame one.

[sophiaisthatgirl]

[chicagoseries]

[taylor-bradshore]

[taylor-bradshore]

I honestly need to socialize a little more, but work is kicking my damn ass most of the time.

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Alessandra barely heard Taylor wake up and walk into the open bathroom, she was so lost inside her own head; what was she even doing up at five in the morning? Nightmares plagued every sleeping moment of her unconscious lately; like before. They were back, and she didn’t know why. Maybe it was all the time she spent in her dorm room, trying to block out college kids having sex through not so thick walls. But her nightmares were back, and evidence of her lack of sleep was plastered under her eyes - circles she had been covering up so Taylor woudn’t worry.

But last night’s nightmare was a breaking point. Two or three weeks of it had been enough - and now her face was red and puffy and her eyes bloodshot. And she held scissors in her right hand…seven inches of hair in her left as she leaned over the sink, staring blankly into the bathroom mirror. A familiar blank look that she use to sport every day. Letting go of the hair, her left hand came up to sort out her uneven and self given hair cut - knocking over her makeup bag, causing her newly prescribed sleeping pills that she had prescribed a few weeks ago. Still full - she couldn’t bring herself to take any, but the dark corners of her mind wouldn’t let her get rid of them.

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[taylor-bradshore]

Taylor had woken up a little earlier than she needed to and for a moment an unsettling feeling engulfed her, she wasn’t quite sure what it was and she tried her best to shake it as she got up out of bed to head out of her room. However, it continued to grow as she made her way to the bathroom and she had every right to, because what she saw next, made her gasp a little as a worried expression took over her face and she slowly made her way towards the girl.

“Bell?” She spoke softly, but hadn’t gotten a response or indication that she knew she was there because she was clearly too lost in her own thoughts to realize she was. As the younger woman moved her hand to her hair, knocking the makeup bag on the floor, Tay’s gaze followed it, frowning once she saw the unopened bottle of sleeping pills. Was it honestly this bad again and she didn’t realize? God, Taylor wanted to kick herself for not seeing it. “Alex...” she tried again as she stopped her movement to keep a little distance away from her as to not scare her.

[professor-avery-blog]

Better Date Than Never

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“Basically, your sister’s a ninja, right?” Leah laughed, and she loved Taylor’s laugh. She loved how they were just joking and poking one another with teasing taunts. “I guess the limo goes to the next girl I have a date with. Your loss, Beautiful.” SHe returned the wink with a laugh. Raising an eyebrow as she got into her truck, she smirked. “One of our dates? Can’t exactly say no to you, Beautiful. I’m not sure if it’s your face, dimples, voice, or a combination of all three, either.” Heading into the place, she gave them her last name, and they took Leah and Taylor to the back window, which had a view over Portland. She thanked them, and pulled out a chair for the detective, kissing her cheek. “Doesn’t quite beat strip poker and beer, but it’ll do, right?”

[taylor-bradshore]

“Yeah, that’s basically it, she’s a ninja,” Taylor nodded in agreement as she laughed herself before she stopped and just stared at the other woman for a moment. ‘Well, alright... I guess it’s only fair seeing as I don’t want it, it’d be a real shame for the limo idea to go to waste, but just know, no one will be as good as me,” she grinned jokingly as she shook her head slightly. While in the truck, she made a face at Leah’s words, finally realizing what she had just said moments before. “I mean, that’s if we happen to have any other ones after this,” she spoke again with a slight shrug. “Just going to go with all three of them,” she nodded once as a smile grew on her face and she bit her lower lip.

As they headed into the place, Taylor followed Leah to the table as they were shown where it was and she looked outside at the view of Portland. “Well, look at you picking such a fancy place for our date,” she smirked as she sat down on the seat. “Thank you,” she let out to Leah and smiled at the kiss. “Yeah, I was honestly really looking forward to our strip poker and beer date, but mhm, guess this will do.

[taylor-bradshore]

[taylor-bradshore]

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Better Date Than Never

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“We can always just pull over and jump one another?” Leah stepped inside and waved to the Italian girl in the kitchen, who gave a wave back, though said nothing. “Hello again, Gorgous.” It smelled good and Leah was going to have a hard time leaving the house for another meal. “Nice bells, Jingles. Where’d you get them?” Alex had nodded to Taylor as she twisted her wrist to get them to go a little more. “You gave your sister bells?” SHe raised a curious eyebrow on the matter.

No, ALex wouldn’t call Taylor, but she had a feeling her ‘sister’ knew that. “Sorry, Dimples. You gotta prove you’re worth the limo.” She winked at her, teasing. As she pulled out, she just laughed. “Golf carts sound like a lot of fun. I’ll consider it.” And she headed to the restaurant, pulling into the parking lot. She opened Taylor’s door for her, offering a hand. “As cute as your ass is, hurry, because I’m freezing my equally cute ass off.” She was only reasing, but she also couldn’t keep her eyes from Taylor; she was breath taking.

[taylor-bradshore]

“Keep that as a possibility,” she winked as they walked into the house. She smiled as Alex and Leah interacted and then turned to her date with a soft chuckle. “She was always sneaking up on me because she’s so quiet, so, I needed something to allow me to know when she’s near,” she shrugged as she smiled at Alex. 

“I don’t want the limo then,” she shook her head as she went along with the joke, she loved the easy banter she could have with Leah, it was refreshing and honestly, it was probably the reason why she liked her way more than she wass letting on. “Come on, golf carts need to be a thing in a least one of our dates,” she spoke, not fully realizing that she just said that there would be others. Getting out of the truck with her help, she laughed and nodded. “Alright, alright. I am hurrying,” she quickly let out as she followed Leah towards the restaurant.

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Better Date Than Never

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“Calm yourself, Beautiful. Keep looking at me like that, and you’ll jump me before dinner.” She placed a hand on Taylor’s waist and kissed her cheek, clearly looking her over, as well. “For you - and these are for Jingle Bells.” She explained, holding up both bouquets; the one for Alex was an edible one. “Why should only you get good food tonight? I think these are badass.” She laughed. Once the flowers were dealt with, she took Taylor by the arm and lead her to her truck, opening the door for her and helping her in. “Sorry it’s not a limo or anything.” She saved the limo for another time - after all, playing all the cards at once wasn’t suave.

[taylor-bradshore]

“Calm myself? Oh, I’m going to jump you before dinner or did you mean that it’ll be you wanting to jump me?” She smirked again as she leaned slightly into the kiss to her cheek as a soft smile crossed her features. Looking down to the bouquet, she grinned and took the one for her. “Thank you, gorgeous,” she spoke. “Come in for a moment while I put these in water, you can give those to Alex and then we can go,” she replied as she took a few steps back into the house and called out to Alex. Once they were in water, she moved to Alex, kissed the top of her head and told her to call her if she needed her, but she knew the younger girl honestly wouldn’t disturb her date for anything. Following Leah to her truck, she laughed. “No limo?” She quirked a brow. “Oh, well, then date offer is withdrawn sorry, can’t date anyone that isn’t willing to get a limo for the first date,” she laughed. “Seriously, I really don’t care, you could have shown up in a golf cart and it’d still be okay.”

[professor-avery-blog]

Better Date Than Never

Leah had promised strip poker and beer - instead, she sent Taylor a dress and booked them a reservation at a quaint little restaurant with a lovely view. And then, maybe, strip poker and beer. Leah could be a little romantic, but she was still Leah; romance was sometimes a bottle of beer, laying naked and cuddling in bed while watching a movie. She dressed up, herself, of course, her truck didn’t exactly scream romance. But it did scream Leah, and she very much needed the space in the back when she transferred instruments and music equipment. She pulled up to Taylor’s house, admiring the huge van in the driveway - her sister was probably home. She was curious about Alex, though it wasn’t really her place to say. She got out of her truck, despite the freezing air and knocked on Taylor’s door with two small bouquet’s; one for Taylor and a less romantic looking one for her sister. “Evening, Beautiful.”

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[taylor-bradshore]

Although Taylor was amused by the dress that got delivered to the station, she was also a little confused, because the last thing she knew was that their ‘date’ was going to consist of something not so flashy and this outfit was definitely the opposite of what the woman had suggested they’d be doing. And of course it brought a whole bunch of teasing from her partner and team that she causally brushed off and took notice of, because at least she had a date unlike some of their sorry asses. After getting ready -- with the help of Alex -- she sat comfortably on the couch as she waited for the other woman to arrive. Finally there was a knock on her door and she stood quickly, ran her hands through her hair, while smoothing her dress before making her way to the door, opening it, she was far from ashamed from giving Leah the once over before looking back up to her eyes with a smirk. “Hello to you too.”

[taylor-bradshore]

[taylor-bradshore]

[professor-avery-blog]

Yeah, but hey, at least you’re first in line, right? I think it was the dimples.

Only occasionally? Damn. Well, I guess I am only practically perfect in every way. Still can’t cook, though. Whoa, hey, I mean..I’m pretty bad with flirting, but I’d never actually do sisters. That’s not even okay. I just call her gorgeous like everyone else. Mostly. There may of been a handcuff joke in ther. Or two. You’ve got good genes in your family, though, Beautiful. Just like I do.

[taylor-bradshore]

So, it was all because of my charming dimples? 

Yeah, if you learn how to cook, you’ll be completely perfect, like for sure. No, I am just saying, she’s had a rough past, so go easy on her with what you say. Don’t joke so much about things like that.

[dcmienmcwilliams]

I know! I wish they could stay puppies forever though, I mean they’re amazing all grown up but puppies.

[taylor-bradshore]

Oh, definitely, but I have to say, I also really have a weakness for those really tiny puppies that make you question whether they are real or not because so tiny, like the teacup poodles.