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THE GIRL UNDER THE BED - Nostalgicmiss
"Emmett, leave her alone."I turned at the sound of Edward's voice and gave him the biggest smile I was capable of. He winked at me, holding out his hand for me to take. I'd taken heed of Alice's warning in the car, and I had to give him this.
I could do this.
I knew Edward was staking his claim in the timeless male tradition, but I couldn't help but cringe internally. I had essentially picked Edward, but I didn't feel as though I needed to display it with neon lights and a blinking sign in front of Jasper. I was sure he already knew.
I took his hand, letting him pull me into his chest.
"Edward!" Alice hissed under her breath. How long had he known that this was happening? They'd obviously talked about this, they'd obviously discussed how he would act in this situation. It made me feel even more out of the loop.
“I fucking saw you and you know I did. What were you doing with him?”
He tugged on my arm, shoving me against the door with such force that my head and body bounced against it. My chest heaved in and out with my increased breathing and heart rate that was currently through the roof. I knew I shouldn’t have done it. I knew that going there, seeing him was a bad idea but I couldn’t help it. I just had to know.
“You think your so damn clever don’t you. Well you know what happens to clever girls.” He leant in close and I could see the vicious crimson lines feathered through the white of his eyes, so much so that the white was almost lost amongst the red. He’d been smoking at the very least and when he ran his nose along the edge of my jaw, his teeth clamping not so gently on my earlobe I winced. The wince wasn’t only from the pain, it was the fact that I could smell the bourbon on his breath.
Bourbon was bad. Bourbon was… “Maybe I should remind you of what happens to girls who think too much, to girls who don’t fucking listen to the rules.”
He tugged on my arm, shoving me against the door with such force that my head and body bounced against it. My chest heaved in and out with my increased breathing and heart rate that was currently through the roof. I knew I shouldn’t have done it. I knew that going there, seeing him was a bad idea but I couldn’t help it. I just had to know.
“You think your so damn clever don’t you. Well you know what happens to clever girls.” He leant in close and I could see the vicious crimson lines feathered through the white of his eyes, so much so that the white was almost lost amongst the red. He’d been smoking at the very least and when he ran his nose along the edge of my jaw, his teeth clamping not so gently on my earlobe I winced. The wince wasn’t only from the pain, it was the fact that I could smell the bourbon on his breath.
Bourbon was bad. Bourbon was… “Maybe I should remind you of what happens to girls who think too much, to girls who don’t fucking listen to the rules.”
He let out something that sounded like a growl as he stalked toward her. His big hands went to her back even as his lips fell to her shoulder, kissing the bare skin there. “You taste like vanilla icing, nutmeg and oranges,” he commented.
She laughed. “Wow. That was random.”
He let out that growling sound again as her dress pooled at her feet. “You weren’t wearing any underwear?” His voice sounded disbelieving.
“Did you see the dress? Could I have fit anything under there?”
She laughed. “Wow. That was random.”
He let out that growling sound again as her dress pooled at her feet. “You weren’t wearing any underwear?” His voice sounded disbelieving.
“Did you see the dress? Could I have fit anything under there?”
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Crap I shouldn't have looked at the page today. I've got so many stories in my "stories to read file", lol now I have to add these 3. They look great :)
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