I touched his arm. It sounded so businesslike, as if Bernardo wasn't standing behind us with his pants around his thighs. He jerked away, violently, eyes wild. I shook my head.
Maybe flattery wasn't the way to go. If Edward was in any way reluctant, it didn't show. With my eyes closed, I could hear the hiss of the oxygen, the whisper of the nurse's booties as she came towards Glad someone was.
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