~8~~
Damn, Edward thought. That was a lost opportunity.
He waited, watching her walk quickly away down the street, not missing the quick glance she gave back over her shoulder; her pink, flushed cheeks still clearly visible.
She was just as attractive from behind. Long, slim legs disappearing under her trench coat and that hair… cascading down her back in waves. Very nice. He certainly wouldn't mind a chance to run his fingers through it.
But it was too late now; she was gone. He wouldn't soon forget her sweet beauty, even if he never had another chance to enjoy it.
Thanks for reading.
It's late Friday night and bedtime for me. I'll see you in about 8 hrs.
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