Eye Candy - chapter 165 - Vulnerable

Edward's cooking is heavenly. I compliment him on the steak, and he blushes slightly, murmuring, "I'm glad you like it."

When I ask about the dogs, he glances at his plate before meeting my eye. "Alice took them, so we could talk..."

I nod. Somehow, the atmosphere shifts, the air heavy with implication.

Neither of us talk much more – unusual for us.

Our plates empty, I clear my throat. My voice is low, hesitant. "What did you want to talk about?" Heart hammering with trepidation, I wait for his answer.

Sipping his wine, he lowers his eyes and sighs, "Jasper..."

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