Edward puts his hand on mine to still me as I work on the button.
I look up, confused. He's smiling tenderly, and his eyes are bright, swimming with emotion.
He takes my hand, moving it to his back before slipping his left hand around my waist while cupping my cheek with his right.
I start to speak, but Edward shushes, then kisses me. This time, the urgency is gone, replaced by something... deeper.
Something I can't yet name.
I lose myself in it for a while.
He pulls away. "Not wasting time doesn't have to mean rushing things, baby."
Saturday, February 26, 2011
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Sweet Edward.
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