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           Ifroze,buthesuddenlyreleasedmyhands,anddisappeared.Inarrowlyavoidedfallingonmyface.

           "Liedown!"hehissed.Icouldn’ttellwherehespokefrominthedarkness.

           Irolledundermyquilt,ballinguponmyside,thewayIusuallyslept.Iheardthedoorcrackopen,asCharliepeekedintomakesureIwaswhereIwassupposedtobe.Ibreathedevenly,exaggeratingthemovement.

           Alongminutepassed.Ilistened,notsureifI’dheardthedoorclose.ThenEdward’scoolarmwasaroundme,underthecovers,hislipsatmyear.

           "Youareaterribleactress-I’dsaythatcareerpathisoutforyou."

           "Darnit,"Imuttered.Myheartwascrashinginmychest.

           HehummedamelodyIdidn’trecognize;itsoundedlikealullaby.

           Hepaused."ShouldIsingyoutosleep?"

           "Right,"Ilaughed."LikeIcouldsleepwithyouhere!"

           "Youdoitallthetime,"heremindedme.

           "ButIdidn’tknowyouwerehere,"Irepliedicily.

           "Soifyoudon’twanttosleep..."hesuggested,ignoringmytone.Mybreathcaught.

           "IfIdon’twanttosleep...?"

           Hechuckled."Whatdoyouwanttodothen?"

           Icouldn’tansweratfirst.

           "I’mnotsure,"Ifinallysaid.

           "Tellmewhenyoudecide."

           Icouldfeelhiscoolbreathonmyneck,feelhisnoseslidingalongmyjaw,inhaling.

           "Ithoughtyouweredesensitized."

           "JustbecauseI’mresistingthewinedoesn’tmeanIcan’tappreciatethebouquet,"hewhispered."Youhaveaveryfloralsmell,likelavender...orfreesia,"henoted."It’smouthwatering."

           "Yeah,it’sanoffdaywhenIdon’tgetsomebodytellingmehowedibleIsmell."