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Pumped with the adrenaline rush of fresh design inspiration, I set pencil to blank drawing paper. In the upper corner, I allow myself the luxury of sketching out a tiny heart.
Just to get it out of my system.
Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll fill reams of paper with Poconos-worthy clichés.
Without judgment or restraint, I freeform page after page, watching the images appear as if placed there by an entirely separate person.
My hand picks up steam, each drawing bringing me closer to that ideal waiting just beyond my grasp.
Suddenly, with a climax rivaling sexual release, I see it.
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"Edward, you have a visitor," Shelley's voice startles me from my manic work session.
Designus Interruptus.
A visitor? I gaze up at my clock. 4:45. Holy shit! I haven't moved from this spot for four hours!
I hop from my chair and call out, "Be right there," as I push through my door and dash toward the reception area.
Bella's just about to settle into a chair when she sees me. "Hey, I know I'm a little early…"
Before she can even get the words out, I scurry to her, grab her hands in my own and kiss her soundly.
A/N: Aww, she's early! Boy, was I happy to learn that Mrs. Cope's first name was Shelley! XXX ~BOH