Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
Author's Note: I won't say much. Only that it's sorta cliche, but really satisfying. Maybe you've read it before, but I haven't, so here it goes.
Barbie Dolls
I had never been so happy to see Edward leave in my entire life.
And given my circumstances I think that's quite a statement.
How was I supposed to help the fact that his daughter, my soul mate, was currently bent over not but feet away from me?
I could smell the pheromones from between her long, parted legs I was so close to her.
My mouth watered and I swear I almost whimpered, but even if I did she continued to work, absolutely oblivious, her body curved deliciously over the drafting desk.
Sweat beaded on my forehead and I gulped in a breath of air, wishing that the familiar fresh sting of vampire would flame in my chest and nostrils, but it was only her I caught in the air, and it made my stiff pants grow even tighter.
"Jake?"
Her voice purred softly, like warm honey. My vision distorted with unspent lust, my throat constricting as I looked her up and down, watching her weight shift, her hips cocking from side to side so slowly that I almost growled.
I needed to phase.
"Yeah?"
My voice was huskier than usual and I saw the surprise on her face when she turned to look at me, wide brown eyes full of curiosity.
"Will you play Barbie's with me after I'm done?"
My heart dropped, sputtering uselessly in the pit of my stomach.
"Sure thing, Ness."
Her smile flashed before she dipped over the desk once more.
Fucking hell.
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