SM owns Twilight. Me... not so much!
Last one for a little while...
50.
Edward sets my coffee on my desk as he does every morning, then walks over to his computer and turns it on.
I watch him move around but all I can think of is having his mouth on mine.
His body moving with mine.
The feel of his skin under my fingers.
"Are you okay, Bella?"
"Yeah, why?"
"You look all flustered." He smirks.
I shake my head and try not to smile but fail miserably.
