Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight and its characters, however, this story and its plot is my of authorship.
Author's Note: Hello everyone! This is my first "mature" fanfiction, and I am excited to start writing about these two. Do know that ahead there will be some mention of sex, cursing, and mild violence topics. This ff takes place in modern America and all characters are human. This is a short prologue, but longer chapters are to come soon!
Prologue: Closer to you.
I don't know when we got this close. I was sitting across him, our legs tangled, and the snacks spread around us. I licked my lips to remove the sticky residue from the candy, and when his eyes glanced quickly at them my heart skipped a beat. He quickly looked past them, to the floor, and reached out for a bag of chips that was next to me.
"Okay, what would your wishes be then? If they're so much better than mine," he asked while popping a few chips into his mouth.
"Well, the first…" I looked at his lips and wondered if they would taste salty.
"Yeah?"
"To have more wine," I mumbled before looking away and into the solo cup I was holding.
"Smart," I heard him chuckle.
"Then, I'd wish to have a room that wasn't decorated in 1973," I sighed. I looked around and specifically looked at the old bed with the antiquated bed frame behind it.
"Specific, but I get it. What about your last?"
"That I didn't have to go back to him," I said as a weight was lifted off my body.
I looked at him straight, and for a second something wild shone in his eyes. Something that made me sure he was going to kiss me right then and there.