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Bella avoided looking at Edward. She wasn't too proud to admit that he made her weak in the knees—at least, not to herself. She'd wax her muffin-top during a live debate before admitting her opponent's piercing stare made her panties wet.
"Thank you for catching me, but I was perfectly capable of handling that myself."
"Of course." She saw Edward from the corner of her eye—since she still refused to look directly at him. "But since I handled them, you didn't have to." Edward invaded her personal space and held out his hand. "I'm Edward, by the way."
YOoooooo, peeps!
Sorry I'm late. You'll probably read me say that a lot this week. Though my crew is safe after Hurricane Matthew, the kiddos missed school today and will again tomorrow. Fingers crossed they go Wednesday b/c this potato has things to do! Thank you guys for being awesome!
I channeled my inner KK in this one. :D Hope you enjoyed!
Your turn, B!
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