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Edward-

I'd never been so angry in my life.

Minutes. Mere minutes after sharing one of the most incredible moments of my life with Bella …

Bella. I had a name now. I'd never had a name to put with a face before. It's something that never mattered to me. Usually, I was content to watch, follow, and create my own theories about a person. Typically growing bored until I spotted a new interest.

Someone more captivating.

That hadn't been the case with her. I might have a name, but it didn't mean I had to use it. Just the thought of her name on my lips caused a spark of jealousy.

Jealousy. Have I ever been jealous before? Of course, I am human, not some monster despite my many oddities.

Minutes, just minutes after our time together, she'd called him.

Him, for fuck's sake.

Several heads turned in my direction when I growled my discontent. Wordlessly, I glared back at them and they one by one faced forward. Finally, left alone to my own misery, I turned my attention to the doors.

Any minute she would be stepping on the car. No matter my initial upset, I was unable to stay away. I argued with myself all the way to the subway, but there I stood, like a dope.

How the fuck could I stay away? Her taste was still on my lips, ripe and sweet. I could feel her fingers in my hair, gripping and pulling. The sting of her nails biting into my back, her fingers drifting over my chest, branding me with every touch.

I didn't even realize my eyes had slid shut until the buzzer sounded, indicating her arrival, and they snapped open, and there she was.

She was as beautiful as ever. Her eyes sparkled, yet a hint of confusion dimmed their brightness. Her hair hung in thick waves down her back. She wore another trim skirt and thigh-high boots, which I wanted around my waist while I screwed us both wild.

Grinding my teeth together, I remained glued to the floor beneath me. One of the hardest fucking things I ever had to do—especially when this burning started in my gut, becoming a raging inferno.

Had she noticed? Had she noticed the last two days when she hadn't seen me? Of course, I'd seen her. I would never be able to stay completely away, but I hadn't made myself visible to her.

She missed me. I could see it in her eyes, she wanted me as much as I wanted her. I could feel her need across the space separating us.

She kept looking over her shoulder expecting me to move closer. It took all of my willpower to stay where I was, yet somehow I managed.

Every muscle in my body was drawn so tight they felt like they would snap. My hands fisted when she tilted her head.

She was listening for me, searching for the warmth I'd provided on numerous rides. After several minutes passed, her shoulders fell, disappointment oozing from her in waves.

Even though several people stood between us, I sought her sweet scent. Once I found the brown sugar vanilla aroma it was nearly enough to pull me forward.

Almost. I almost gave in. Just when my foot lifted to go to her, the damn buzzer sounded, and she moved beyond my reach.

As the doors slid open, I gave in, following her out of the car. Still, I maintained several feet between us. Something fluttered in her purse before catching the wind. Curious, I watched the flyer drift across the sidewalk before giving in to temptation.

Stooping down I retrieved it, my pace slowing as I read the bold font.

Halloween Costume Party: October 23

8 P.M.

The Bowery Ballroom

All employees must attend.

Was she going to this costume affair? It said on the flyer she had to go. Would she be taking her boyfriend?

Just the thought had my heart freezing. By the time I looked up, she was crossing the road. Folding the invitation, I stuck it in my pocket, my teeth clenched so tight my jaw ached.

That didn't leave me much time to find a costume, but I would be damned if I missed that party.

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