That night, when Edward's asleep, I get out of bed.
It's a hot night; the fan is on over us and Edward's tangled in just the sheets. He's sweating too and though he's good with it, I can't fucking handle the heat.
Deep inside me, I know that that's not the only reason. But… it's easy enough to just pretend that the problem is not there at night. It's easy enough when I have Edward sleeping peacefully and soundly next to me.
But right now, I'm high strung and I can't seem to settle the fuck down.
When I grab my phone, which I left in the lounge room, I check for emails and texts and shit.
And there it is.
No, I will not stop for a while there... but you may have to wait like, 10 minutes. :D
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