Ember Lea

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Tears well in the corners of my eyes. I blink them back, but one escapes and topples down my cheek. Edward’s eyes harden. He reaches up to wipe the droplet away. His finger brushes my cheek, and I brace myself for the warm, tingling sensation I remember from them. Instead, as he makes contact, as his ghostly fingers slide over my skin, never quite touching, an electric charge hums through my body – a jolt that pulses through my bloodstream. A trail of tiny explosions that lead from my cheek straight to that spot between my legs. Um, what the fuck? Edward jerks his hand away and floats back, ...more
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