Just when I was about to throw my clothes back on and leave, the door opened to reveal a very surprised, very pleased Edward. I stood in place and brought my thumb to my lips, biting down on it nervously as I waited for his reaction.
A thrill coursed through me as his eyes roamed by body, darkening as they slowly inched downward. He took in every bit of exposed flesh and let out a breath as soon as he reached my shoes. Jesus fucking God, the look on his face—the rapture, the need—left me wanting, ready… wet.
"Christ, baby," he murmured huskily, reaching behind him and locking the door. "You look so fucking-"
"Ridiculous?" I finished for him, my eyes darting around the room for my discarded street clothes. "It was stupid; I shouldn't have-"
"Isabella." The tone of his voice was enough to stop my idiotic rambling. I chanced a look at him and saw him smirking. "I was going to say 'sexy'."
"Oh." Heat rose to my cheeks, and a delighted smile instantly crossed my lips. "Yeah?"
"God, yes," he answered, coming toward me. The moment he could, he reached out and cupped the back of my neck, gently pulling me toward him. "I really hope you had something in mind and aren't simply teasing me," he said, staring at me intensely.
"I had something in mind," I answered coyly, wrapping the blue, striped silk tie around my hand to bring him even closer. "It involves you naked… with the exception of this tie."
He licked his lips and took another step, pressing me against the vanity. It was cold against my bare thighs, but I ignored it as I anticipated that first touch, the electricity behind it.
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