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"Yes," Bella answered a shocked Edward. "I'd be delighted to have dinner and drinks… your treat…"
"That's great! When might you have an evening free?" Edward whipped out his iPhone, careful not to let Bella see the screen saver Emmett had set as a joke—Edward's latest campaign photo, goofy "ExtrOVERTs Make Better Presidents" hat and all.
She studied her phone, Edward's heart soaring as Bella searched her schedule for an opening.
"Hmm, the night you concede or the last night of the convention, whichever comes first."
Edward's giddiness oozed out of him like a spent can of Silly String.
What were you thinking, Shell? These two cannot date! What would people say?
Officially started NaNoWriMo with this post... so that's 100 words for me, PLUS the author's note! YAY!
Okay, KK. Where do we go from here? (*whispers*- There are some awfully good suggestions in the reviews!)
XXX ~BOH
