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Prompt: Nothing else compares
Nothing else compares to Edward's kiss. I feel like the ground has fallen out from under me and I've lost every thought that formerly resided in my head. I try in vain to wrap my head around my feelings so that I can respond appropriately, but before I can even begin to really enjoy the experience, he's pulled away.
"No!" I whine reactively.
"What?" He's frowning at me.
"I was just... I mean, I wasn't ready for that to end, I guess," I say quietly, worried that I sound like a huge, needy Edward-worshipper.
"So you're not offended?" I can tell he's dying to smile but he's nervous like me.
"Totally not offended. It takes a bit more than that to offend me."
"Good," he sighs in relief.
"So..." I prompt, hoping he'll do it again.
"So what do you want to do?" he asks, taking the high road. I suppose it's a good thing because we're standing in my house with a possibly-sleeping-but-probably-not Charlie nearby.
"Walk?" I suggest.
"Walk," he states.
I close the door and we head down the steps and out onto the road. We walk beside each other, quietly for a bit, and I look up at the trees and deeply inhale the pristine air. I look at Edward and he's watching me.
"Yeah?" I prompt.
He reaches over and takes my hand and tugs me closer. He puts both our hands in his pocket and secretly I am elated.
"Thank you," I say.
"My pleasure," he replies, smiling down at me.
He's so pretty and I just want to tug him to a stop and kiss the bejesus out of him. I start wondering to myself when this overwhelming desire to do physical things with him hit me.