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Welcome to PAD's first drabble.

Stephenie Meyer owns all Twilight entitlements.

I just want the privilege of posting one hundred words at a time.


8.


Cullen is unfamiliar.

It doesn't reek of supreme status or old money.

"Shall we?"

He motions towards the booth, allowing me to pass.

"May I?"

He offers to remove my coat.

He gestures to our waitress so inconspicuously, if I had blinked, I'd have missed it.

He's dressed in prep school attire for a grown man: khaki slacks, blue blazer, and a red tie.

His leather loafers are worn but highly polished.

A comfortable silence ensues until our drinks arrive: Chablis for me, a Coke for him.

He looks at me and smiles—perfect teeth.

His looks are sublime.


A/N:

What do you think about Edward's attire or his manners?

What is up with the Cullen name?


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