Stephenie Meyer owns all of Twilight, but I own my words.


EPOV


52.


"Down the hall on your left. It's not in the best shape."

"S'okay."

Bella pads across the oak floor, and I await the lock's telltale click before panicking.

Fuck!

She'll leave after seeing the bathroom, recognizing I'm a slob who can't hold my life together.

Bella won't care.

She's done everything to find you.

That speaks volumes about her determination.

Besides, she seemed quite interested, having you on top of her.

For therapeutic reasons.

Keep deluding yourself.

Bella's spicier than Thai food.

You passed by the park with friendly touching and went straight on to the zoo with heavy petting.


A/N:

I think Edward's pretty spicy himself.

Do you think he should have stayed in the park with friendly touching, or are you glad he moved on to the zoo with heavy petting?

Should he be worried about Bella's thoughts?

Please leave me some of yours.


Thank you, Chayasara, for your punctuation and patience.


Please check out my new fic "Skater Boy and Boarder Girl." They are the quintessential odd couple.


Please also check out the works of these lovely ladies I preread for:

Bornonhalloween: "Remastering Marcus" (Find her link on her Fanfiction profile)

Gabby1017: "Under My Nose"

Ohgeefantasy: "Careless Hearts" and "Pudding Cup"


Thank you for reading.

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