Edward and Dr. Cullen watched us as we walked to the table. Edward got up and allowed me to get in. I didn’t miss the long look he gave my ass in these pants. Good thing I wasn’t wearing Granny Panties or my parachute pants would be exposed to the entire restaurant.
He smirked and leaned in close. “T...hose are nice. Very fitting.” He laughed a little and I knew he thought he was cleverly flirting with me.
“Yeah they are,” I said. “They’re your mother’s.”
The moment I said that his face went blank and then distorted in disgust. He leaned back and started biting on his lip. Nothing is more terrifying to a guy than imagining their mother in anything remotely sexual. I'd just hit the jackpot.
He glanced at me once more and I cocked my eyebrow with a smile before I went back to eating my salad. He finally broke and smirked at me as he turned away.
“Yeah they are,” I said. “They’re your mother’s.”
The moment I said that his face went blank and then distorted in disgust. He leaned back and started biting on his lip. Nothing is more terrifying to a guy than imagining their mother in anything remotely sexual. I'd just hit the jackpot.
He glanced at me once more and I cocked my eyebrow with a smile before I went back to eating my salad. He finally broke and smirked at me as he turned away.
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