~72~~
Bella wondered what she was getting herself into. Her lips were still on fire from their contact with Edward's. It was such a chaste kiss, but utterly perfect, and every nerve ending in her body was still feeling the aftereffects.
"Let's get off at your stop. Would your friend come and take our things?"
"He might?"
Bella had no doubt Jasper would; in fact he'd be waiting for her outside when they got there if she called him now—Rosalie in tow as well no doubt, even if it meant she'd be late to her own job, two stations along.
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