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"Edward, I'm the one who should be sorry," I blurt out. "And I am. Sorry, that is. I have a lot to be sorry for. From that night, not in general. Well, in general, too, but you really don't need to know about that. God, I really, really am sorry. It's just—"
"Bella!" He laughs and it's a deep, throaty laugh. The sound makes my skin tingle and my panties wet. Jesus, I'm delusional.
"Bella," he says again. "Look, I guess we both sort of fucked up that night."
I nod my head even though he can't see me.
"Why don't we start over? Hi, I'm Edward Cullen. And you are?"
I feel like an idiot doing this but I play along anyway. "Hello. I'm Bella Swan. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Edward."
The awkward silence that ensues makes me feel even more ridiculous before Edward booms out in his sultry laugh again.
"That would've worked out a lot better had we not been on the phone, huh," he comments. "So, Bella, I'd like to ask you a question but I'm afraid you'll hang up on me."