When it comes to leaving the special little cabin a few days later, I don't want to.
It holds so many memories already… all of them significant to the both of us.
"Baby, it's ok," Edward says as I sob ridiculously in the car. Why am I crying? Fucking hormones.
"I know, it's the hormones," I whine and Edward's lips turn up in a smile. "Don't you fucking dare laugh at me, Cullen! Laugh and you don't touch me again for a fucking month!"
Edward's mouth snaps shut, his eyes locking on the road.
I nod to myself, smiling… good; the annoying talker is not talking anymore.
Life is good.
Alright. So, I'm guessing you liked the little preview of Femme Fatale. At least, kitkat did... so, here's more.
I'll be giving you little snippets a lot actually. :D
"The creator was Carlisle Cullen from America," there was a wry smile on her lips and I watched her curiously. "A vegetarian, as it is."
I laughed, the sound startling even to me. "Ah, of course… the Elusive Doctor Carlisle Cullen of America. The lone vampire who runs around, turning every unfortunate, dying human he comes across and teaches them the ways of the yellow eyes."
Alice barked out a laugh, a higher, harmonious chorus to my own. "The very same," she said, toning her laughing down.
It was then that it occurred to me. "Alice," I said harshly and she immediately calmed herself, composing herself before looking at me.
"Yes?" She asked, biting her lip in a nervous gesture.
"If Carlisle Cullen changes every dying human… then just how did he come across my mate?" I asked as I felt the panic and worry bubble behind my words, to the tip of my tongue. I tried, in vain, to swallow them back but I could not.
More?
*bats eyelashes and smiles innocently*
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