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Welcome to PAD's first drabble.

Stephenie Meyer owns all Twilight entitlements.

I just want the privilege of posting one hundred words at a time.


54.


He helps me turn in the booth, so that my back is to his front.

A nearly full moon awakens the night sky.

It's creamy color becomes the mirrored finish of the water's choppy reflection.

His chest envelops me while his hands find my waist.

I breathe deep, shaking off desire for him to reach lower.

It's too soon.

I have to work tomorrow, as does he.

I should wait to see his expression when I say this but hope his not seeing mine will ease him more.

"I don't know where you learned to kiss, but you needn't any practice."


A/N:

If you were Edward, how would you perceive Bella's comment?

If you were Bella, would you be hoping for him to get in some more practice?

Review me your thoughts.


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