He gave a nervous laugh and leaned into me as if to kiss me again, but I put a hand on his chest, and held him away, I could feel his heart thudding against my palm. I picked up my bra, but didn't take time to put it on, before I opened the connecting door and listened. You're going to have to start calling me Ted, Anita. I didn't know what it was, but Edward went very still.
I'd been letting a lot of things slide. Far too many listening ears. Maybe it's true love, but I think if he shows up and finds that you won't be his little serial killer pin-up girl, that he'll turn violent. But what is love, Edward? You're willing to give up your life for the kids.
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