“Oh! Turn it up, turn it up.” Emily was spastic as she leaped off the couch to search for the remote on the table. “He is so unbelievably gorgeous. God, what I wouldn’t give for…”
She turned up the sound and Matt Lauer’s voice drowned out those last words. I dumped out another basket and was prepared to match socks while I waited to see who she was talking about. I didn’t need the camera to pan across his face, I heard his laugh and knew.
The heat climbed my body ending with a flush on my face as Edward’s smile filled my living room. I couldn’t even hear what they were asking him or his responses, I was captivated by his larger than life face a few feet away from me.
We had kept our distance after this year’s conference; there were no crafty Facebook status messages in the wee hours of the morning. He didn’t call or text although he’d programmed our numbers in both our phones. I didn’t even email him when I’d won the award last month even though I wanted to. It felt wrong, now that we were so firmly over the line rather than tip toeing the edge of it. We’d let each other go back to our lives.
“Have you read those books, Bells?” she said when they went to commercial break. “The Vampires After Midnight series? They are so, so good. I’ve been waiting for this one to come out. I have it pre-ordered on Amazon and everything. The one before this was sold out at the bookstore by the time I got to Port A, I wasn’t making that same mistake twice.”
“Yeah, I’ve read them. I think they’re great,” I said. That was the truth. It wasn’t the whole truth, but at least it wasn’t a lie.
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