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I kissed him. What was I thinking? I don't do stuff like this especially with someone like him. I just barely touched his lips and I was already trying to pull away. Edward wouldn't let me, though. He cradled my face with the palm of his hand while his other hand held the back of my head. I let him take over the kiss and just enjoyed his soft, plump lips against mine. I heard him lightly moan during the kiss, which made me think he was enjoying it. I didn't know how he would react afterwards or even what this meant but I didn't want to go another minute wondering how it felt to kiss him.
When I pulled away and laid back against the pillow, I looked up at his stunned face for just a moment. My eyes darted all around the room noticing how bare everything was. He didn't have anything on the walls and even his closet was rather empty. He did have quite a collection of books still in boxes in the corner of his room. I noticed a large shelf in his living room earlier that held quite a few books already. Why did he need so many books?
Since he was so quiet for so long, my eyes shot back towards his just so I could read his expression. He had a smirk on his face while he sat there and watched me. "You kissed me this time," he pointed out.
I shrugged my shoulders and played with a loose string on the comforter. "I just wanted to know what it felt like. You know, since I didn't really feel it earlier."
"And?" he asked obviously asking if I liked kissing him. Who wouldn't like kissing him? A better question would be what did he think about kissing me? I didn't have as much experience as I was sure he did. I smiled shyly up at him but didn't say anything.
Edward sighed as if he was pleased with himself and took my hand in his. "Well, I enjoyed both kisses and would very much enjoy doing it again."
"You would?" I asked feeling giddy inside. Earlier I was trying to avoid him, and now I was actually considering spending more time with him. What had gotten into me?
He nodded his head and rubbed his thumb against my knuckles. "But after you get some sleep." He stood up and gave me a kiss on my forehead, which I found adorable for him to do. I liked being in the care of Doctor Edward. He was a wonderful doctor in so many ways. I wanted him to be my doctor all the time.
He tried to let go of my hand but I wouldn't let him. I didn't want to be alone. "I'm not really that tired. Will you stay and keep me company for a while?" I asked. "You still have a few tattoos to show me."
He grinned again and climbed up on the bed with me. "And you still have a story about dragons to tell me about."
"Oh that," I complained slinking down into the covers.
He propped himself up on a couple pillows and got himself comfortable next to me. "Yeah that."
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