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Bella Swan/changes her opinion about jocks
It takes great effort.
To not just throw a leg over Edward's and straddle him.
I could pull down his sweats, rid myself of my tights, and push my panties to the side.
It would be so easy.
Speaking of easy. I would look like a slut.
And I don't want that.
'Cause I think I could really develop feelings for the ex-football player.
It's official that his playing days are over, but Edward isn't heartbroken or anything.
He has plans for after college that don't involve sports.
His run was a good one, but that chapter in his life has closed.
Edward's taken my opinions on jocks and demolished them all.
He's sweet even when he's acting like a caveman.
"You did not just try to pull that line." He chuckles, turning his head toward me.
His warm breath washes over my face, making me shiver.
If I lean in a little bit, our mouths will touch.
I don't want to come on too strong.
It's Edward who decides to close the distance.
Damn, boy.