Reality
By Bryony Stellar. TTSOT Babes.
Her fingers brushed my cheek again. She was cool, sensitive.
I grasped her hand and pushed it away.
"What?" she frowned
"You know what, Lydia,"
"I don't. Tell me,"
"You're my best friend, Lydia. I will not let you ruin this,"
"Oh, let me ruin it. Let me have my fun, Edward," she pleaded.
"Fine," I agreed, finally.
And then she was ripping off my shirt and we were together, combined.