SM owns Twilight. Me... not so much!
Dinner is over and done with. Kids are in bed. The mister is still plowing...snow. And here we go...
51.
"I ehmm... what are you doing here so early?" A girl can hope that he wants to see me as much as I want to see him. Right?
"We have that project due tomorrow and I figured I'd get more done this way."
I nod, "Makes sense I guess."
I can't help but sound a little disappointed in my response as I turn to my computer and start fiddling with the site I'm working on.
I lock my eyes on my screen and work.
It's not until Edward's hand is on my cheek that I notice he's moved around back to my desk, "Oh, and I kind of really wanted to see you."
His smile is guarded as he gauges my reaction.
I smile and lean into his touch, "Thank God."
