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Edward closed the door for Bella and jogged around, getting settled into the driver's seat of the convertible.
"I'm diggin' those red shorts. Are those . . . tiny embroidered blue crabs?" Bella squealed.
"Emmett dressed me. I mean, these are mine; it's a hometown thing."
"Maryland blue crabs—how adorable are you?"
Edward chuckled. "You remembered I'm from Maryland."
"I remembered you feeling me up and passing out at the ceremony. You're hard to forget, dude. Any other highlights I should know about you?"
May as well, Edward thought. "I'm obsessed with the unsolved murders of Biggie and Tupac."
A/N: Because why the hell not? We all have quirks, right? Anywhooooo...will Edward ask if Bella has any particularly strong opinions about the untimely deaths of kings of the East Coast/West Coast rap war in the 90's? I mean, you never know! *winks*
Clearly I've spent enough time with these Taters to know that anything and everything goes. Take it, Tot!
xoxo,
Crinkle Cut (Yummy)