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"Edward, hey." She smiles, as if four guys aren't tearing off her clothes with their eyes and doing unspeakable things to her with other body parts. "This is Sam, Seth, Quil," she points around the circle, ending with the one who's practically on top of her, "and Embry."
They give me a cursory nod and refocus on the hot girl.
"I was just about to tell Embry," she starts, reaching her fingers to his hair, "that I'd trim back about two inches right here…"
Aw, HELL NO. My girlfriend did not just put her hands in that guy's skeevy hair!
-o-
I literally see stars.
My hands clench into fists and refuse to hear reason.
This is beyond stupid. Epically stupid.
Four huge dudes right here and one more in the john.
My brain shifts into slow motion.
I swipe aside Seth …or was it Quil? …as if it fucking matters.
Bella turns toward me with a questioning look, which quickly turns to horror. Her eyes open wide and her mouth forms an 'O' …or is she yelling 'No!'?
Embry turns his ugly mug to face me just as my right hand swings up forcefully and there's a hideous crunching noise.
A/N: Well, I'm home now. Just in time for the crunching. XXX ~BOH