{{{ SHAKE! }}}

Chapter 52

EPOV

"Dammit! Sorry, Edward, I'm on it."

What'd she say?

Springing up from the kitchen table we're sitting at, she jostles our bottles.

I watch mine, helplessly, tumble in slow motion onto the laminate.

The foamy content finally finds its way into my lap.

What a way to kill an erection!

"Fuck!"

"Shit!"

She grabs a towel and starts rubbing it all over my crotch, but Little Ed—the trooper he is—shakes himself off from getting doused and decides to reignite after Bella furiously flicks his Bic.

Granting me some reprieve, she's back with an ace bandage, hair dryer, and over-sized robe.


A/N:

Bathed and rubbed.

Is that like bored and stroked? (Do you get the car reference?)

I bet right now Little Ed could care less about getting a beer bath.

Though, he may have to worry about the hair dryer. (Yikes!)

Do you think Bella's going to make Edward strip?

(Loving all of your reviews!)

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