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I'm frozen.

My mind is racing, but my limbs are stuck still. I don't try to cover myself, and his eyes to fall back to my bare skin. I feel completely naked under his stare, and I should. There's nothing between his gaze and my private parts aside from a couple of dark blue scraps of lace.

I don't know how long passes before I finally get myself together, but when I do, I snatch up the blanket and scramble back against the pillows. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

He chuckles, and it travels along my skin, burrowing its way into that sensitive place between my thighs. "This is my cabin." He smirks, grabbing the towel and releasing it. It drops to the floor unceremoniously, and I can't look away. "The better question would be who are you?"

"This is my friend's family cabin," I respond, lifting my chin and refusing him the upper hand. "She told me I could stay the week."

"Alice?" he asks, lifting a brow. My eyes fall down, down, down, and I nod dumbly. "Technically, she's right." He drags a pair of boxer-briefs up his muscular legs and conceals the largest cock I've ever had the pleasure of ogling. "But I'm here for the next two weeks."

"O-okay," I stutter, my mind racing. "I'll go then."

"Not happening." He shakes his head and points out the window. "Two feet of snow fell last night. It'll be a few days before the plow makes it up here."

My eyes follow, but my mind doesn't compute. "You mean, I'm stuck?" I look back to him, and I can't help but picture him naked still. "We're stuck?"

"Don't sound so horrified," he says, stalking across the room like a predator. "This could be fun."

"You stay away from me." I scoot across the bed to put some distance between us.

I'm not afraid of him. I'm afraid of myself. He's quite possibly the sexiest man my thirsty eyes have ever seen, and I'm in a vulnerable place. It'd be so easy to bury my pain by impaling myself on his monster cock. My eyes fall to where it bulges against his briefs, only slightly hard. It moves, and he chuckles when I jerk my eyes to his.

"It's not going to attack you." He smiles, and it sinfully sexual. "Unless you want it to?"

"Uh-huh." I lick my lips. "I mean, no!" I close my eyes and push out a heavy breath, centering myself. "Look ..." I meet his eyes for a brief second before turning my gaze to the dresser. "This was an impromptu trip. I caught my fian …" My voice cracks, and I pause until I feel like I can speak again. "I desperately needed a break, but I didn't mean to intrude."

"It's cool." He waves me off, perching on the edge of the bed. "I'm an epic flirt, so I'm sorry if I offended you. It's just who I am. I'm totally fine with you being here. Maybe this week won't be as bad as I'd first thought."

"Not offended." I laugh as the truth screams inside my head. "More like temped."

He winks as he holds out his hand. "My name is Edward Cullen, and I'm at your service."

I take it, and sparks race down my arm, settling low in my belly. "I'm Bella, and I'm in no shape to be serviced."

He waggles his brows, releasing my hand. "We have six more days."


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