Emergency Room Encounter

by Pandora's Box Is Heavy

A night spent in the ER with an injured football player across the hall. Their chemistry is instant and it all begins with a raccoon/cat. 175 "chapter" drabble. 5 updates a day.

35. BS - easily spooked

35

Bella Swan/easily spooked

I kind of regret taking pity on Edward and staying.

Not really; my lips are numb and swollen from all of the kisses, and my hair looks like a bird's nest because his one hand can't stay out of it. Nothing some chapstick and a brush can't cure.

"We have to stop."

He groans against my mouth.

"Don't wanna."

Me either, dude.

"We have to." I place a hand on his chest and push him away.

Edward pouts, and I can't help but imagine our kids getting away with murder if they take after him.

Wait. What the fuck?

I stand up and snatch my bag off the coffee table.

"I have to go. Now."

"Why? We can stop. Let's watch TV or something."

I shake my head.

He calls my name as I run out the door with my shoes hanging off my fingers, but I don't look back.