SM Owns.

NOT BETA'D

Prompts: Right, write, rite

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Edward

"So, what do you like to do in your spare time?" I ask.

"Um, I don't know. My life isn't too interesting, not like yours..." She trails off. She's constantly trying to take the focus off herself.

"Oh, c'mon. There's gotta be something you like to do, something to take your mind off things?" I nudge her shoulder lightly with mine as we keep walking, strolling from shop to shop.

She blushes a little, letting her face drop and her hair fall, unsuccessfully hiding her rosy cheeks. She's cute. Really cute and very sexy, and she has no idea.

"I write, draw a little. It's not really anything special..."

"So, you have a journal of some sort." I say.

"Yeah, I guess. I've done it for years. Again, nothing special."

"Oh, I'm sure there's plenty special on those pages," I say, because yeah, I bet she's being modest.

She shrugs and smiles gently, stopping at a used books shop. I watch her elegant fingers trace the spines on the shelves. It's a simple action but it's got my attention.

We walk some more before we decide to make our way back the way we came. Once we're about to part ways, our eyes meet in awkward silence. I won't lie. I want to kiss her, pretty badly. But I know her type. It's too soon.

As I'm warring with myself, she finally breaks the silence.

"Thank you. This was nice."

"Just nice?" I tease.

She laughs. It's the sweetest sound.

"Okay. More than nice. I had fun."

"Great. We got the first date out of the way. Now we can plan the next one."

She giggles again. "Oh, so you're so sure we're going out again, huh? Confidant much?"

I pretend to ponder her words before nodding. "Why, yes. I am pretty confidant. Go out with me again."

Now she pretends to think about my request. I grin at this playful side of her.

"Okay," she replies, looking at me with those beautiful, brown eyes.

"Good. Now, I'm going to ask you something else now. Ready?" I ask, inching closer to her.

"Shoot." She moves closer too.

"It's another rite of passage." Closer.

"Mhmm," she hums, inching even closer.

I lean down until my lips are at her ear.

"Can I kiss you?"

I see her shiver slightly, but I know it's not because she's cold. I lean away to see her face. Her eyes are closed and all she does is nod.

I need no further encouragement. But I won't press my luck. I move my lips to hers and press ever so slightly. She's warm, her lips are soft... so soft. I stay there for a beat before moving away completely.

Her eyes are still closed and her tongue peaks out just a little as she licks her bottom lip.

Holy shit.

I've never felt anything so right in my life.

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A/N: Sorry about the posting fail. I'm playing catch up... We had a couple of scary moments with one of our dogs where we thought we might have to put him to sleep. He's ok, and his prognosis is good, but I was a little depressed and didn't really have it in me to write anything. I'm going to try to post two more times tonight, hopefully. Thanks for your patience. ;)