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"When can I see you again?" Uh-oh. Needy Edward is in da house. Actually, he's on da stoop with her, attempting to say goodbye but getting stuck in the mire of his own desperation.
And referring to himself in third person, God help him/me.
"Oh, um…" she stumbles.
"Shit, Bella, I'm such a dope. You don't have to answer that right now."
"It's not like I don't want to see you again, Edward. I just don't know my schedule off the top of my head."
"Of course. I'll call you…?"
I'm dying here.
"How 'bout if I call you, handsome?"
A/N: Will she? Won't she? Poor Edward...okay, one more!