Chapter 21
BPOV
The sound of your car calms my nerves.
The thought of you standing me up on our beach trip started plaguing my mind when you weren't on time.
It's so unlike you, Edward, being late to things.
And when you didn't answer my first text, I worried you were backing out.
The second and third time I started worrying something had happened to you.
And then you texted me.
I've been watching out the window for you ever since.
And there you are, talking to yourself as you walk up the stairs to my apartment.
What's making you so nervous?