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"I told them about the cancer because& it was like they were mocking you for being
out for the flu, like you were weak! It annoyed the crap out of me, so I just "
"I don't care if they think I'm weak. I don't "
"Really? So you're not freaking out about another male knowing a weakness in your
body?"
He gives her an awful look. "I don't care if they think I'm weak because I have a
common ailment. But I sure as fuck care that they know something very private about
me, something it took me weeks to even admit to you, even being stupid in love with
you since& since& pretty much the first day!"
"You've loved me for that long?"
"That's not the " His face closes off. "Why? Have you not loved me that long?"
He hates being caught vulnerable, with his heart cracked open. It's like his heart is
this wound that's constantly bleeding, and he's so used to people examining it
without actually taking sutures to it, to close it back up.
"Of course I have," she says softly, moving towards him. "I stalked you for weeks
before you even spoke to me."
He smiles, but it's more of a grimace, like he really doesn't want to. "Yeah, you're
pretty creepy, aren't you?"
"Really creepy." She reaches for his hand, and he lets her take it, but doesn't actively
hold her hand in return. "The creepiest. And the sorriest. I didn't& I wasn't thinking. I
told them to protect you, your image. But I don't think that's what you're the most
mad about, to be honest. It's just a vessel for you to hang on to right? You've been
jealous over Tyler since he started working here."
He makes a face at her. "I thought the psychobabble would stop after you withdrew."
"Don't be mean."
"I don't like that guy. He leers "
She giggles. "Leers? You make him sound like some villain, coming around to steal my
virtue."
"I'd like to think I've stolen all the virtue you had left."
"I'm sure I have some more you can find& somewhere." She's being coquettish and
distracting him from the argument, and it's working beautifully.
"Is that so, Miss Swan?"
"I know how you can find out."
xXxXx
Twenty minutes later, they're both searching for their clothes in the tight space of
Esme's office. They can't stop laughing, and she keeps poking at his butt every time
he bends over.
"Exit only, Swan!"
"Yeah, I remember telling you that& and you 'accidentally' missing several times."
"It was slippery down there. Not my fault."
"Actually, the slippery-ness was all your fault."
He's in the smug post-orgasm phase, so those words wash over him like a warm bath.
"Very true. Still& keep your fingers away."
"Emily was telling me that some guys really enjoy it."
He gives her a withering look. "All this anal talk is really& you know what, are you
stuck in the Anal Stage, miss psych?"
"Do not quote Freud to me."
"It's a valid question."
"Anyway& um, let's not mention this to Esme, okay? I don't think she'd fire me, but& "
"She's not going to fire her heir."
"She still hasn't told me about that, by the way. I wonder what she's waiting for. It's
killing me not to ask why she's left me this place."
"She told me she was waiting for 'the right moment.'"
Her phone chooses that moment to go off, so she scrambles to hook her bra and
search for the buzzing thing.
"No, keep the bra off. All the jiggling is very enticing."
"You're so weird. Just a note, girls don't appreciate being told they jiggle."
He walks up behind her as she grabs her phone, and very immaturely takes hold of
her boobs, jiggling them.
"Stop! Hello?"
"Hello, my young Jedi."
"Hi, Kate. What's up?"
"Just wanted to call and congratulate you! You've officially become a photographer."
"What? What do you mean?"
"You've booked your first gig alone. You were asked for very specifically."
"What? That's awesome!" She tells Edward, and he gives her a thumbs-up with a
pretty little smile. "When? Where?"
"In a couple weeks. The Cullen-Whitlock marriage. You're the wedding
photographer."
"Alice Cullen?"
"Yep. Congrats!"
"I& thanks." She clicks off the phone. "You knew?"
Edward shrugs. "Alice told me she wanted you. She loves the beach pictures you
took& they're really great, baby. I think she's really trying to make amends and show
faith in you."
"But& Edward! A wedding! Her wedding! If these pictures suck, they'll follow me
around forever!" She shakes her head, trying to wrap her head around it. "I didn't
even know the wedding was so soon. I don't even have a dress."
"We got the invitation in the mail ages ago. You two were just& not really getting
along, so I didn't say anything about it. I didn't know if you'd want to go."
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