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Clearing her throat and pulling from his embrace, she shyly sat back down in her seat and took a gulp of water, avoiding Edward's stare. He'd been so dumbfounded and taken aback by her sudden movements that all he could do was look at her.
A million things were running through his head. One being, could they do that again, another being did she mean to do it. He'd wondered about the softness of her lips and the sweet 'thank you' kiss she'd bestowed upon him had confirmed his suspicions. Bella Swan had very soft lips.
Bella sat silently wringing her hands on her lap as she tried to think of ways to explain or at least apologize. She wasn't the type of girl who went around kissing random people. She'd only kissed two men in her life, one being Sam and another being her eight grade boyfriend, Riley.
Edward spoke first, seeing the pain marring her features he couldn't let her think she'd done something wrong. In all honesty, she'd done something very, very right, "Its okay, Bella. You were excited, it happens," he shrugged his shoulders, a soft smile playing on his lips. Having enjoyed her proximity a little too much, the last thing he wanted was for her to feel uncomfortable around him.
She nodded and chanced a glance at him. He was smiling lightly and the tips of his ears were tinged pink from his now telltale blush. She thought it cute that he blushed so much. She'd been teased a lot growing up because she too would flush pink at any sign of embarrassment.
"I don't go around kissing people, I'm not that kind of girl," she clarified while picking up the plates from the table and bringing them to the sink.
Edward stood and brought the empty glasses and placed them alongside the dirty plates.
*sigh*