"You. I want you, Jasper."
There's no pause, no hesitation on his part. Just determination as his usual self-confidence returns.
His eyes are trained on mine. I find I'm the one that has to look away.
I sigh, running my fingers through my hair as I study the label of the bottle in my hands. My voice is low, uncertainty ringing clear as I speak.
"I can't be someone's summer trophy again, Edward."
Looking up, I see him watching me, his brow furrowed.
"I won't be another notch on a bedpost."
He gets up, taking a seat on the table.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
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Jasper's been hurt *sigh*
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