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Chapter 17
"Don’tworry,Charlie,I’llhaveherhomeearly,"Edwardpromised.
"Youtakecareofmygirl,allright?"
Igroaned,buttheyignoredme.
"She’llbesafewithme,Ipromise,sir."
Charliecouldn’tdoubtEdward’ssincerity,itrangineveryword.
Istalkedout.Theybothlaughed,andEdwardfollowedme.
Istoppeddeadontheporch.There,behindmytruck,wasamonsterJeep.Itstireswerehigherthanmywaist.Thereweremetalguardsovertheheadlightsandtail-lights,andfourlargespotlightsattachedtothecrashbar.Thehardtopwasshinyred.
Charlieletoutalowwhistle.
"Wearyourseatbelts,"hechokedout.
Edwardfollowedmearoundtomysideandopenedthedoor.Igaugedthedistancetotheseatandpreparedtojumpforit.Hesighed,andthenliftedmeinwithonehand.IhopedCharliedidn’tnotice.
Ashewentaroundtothedriver’sside,atanormal,humanpace,Itriedtoputonmyseatbelt.Butthereweretoomanybuckles.
"What’sallthis?"Iaskedwhenheopenedthedoor.
"It’sanoff-roadingharness."
"Uh-oh."
Itriedtofindtherightplacesforallthebucklestofit,butitwasn’tgoingtooquickly.Hesighedagainandreachedovertohelpme.IwasgladthattherainwastooheavytoseeCharlieclearlyontheporch.Thatmeanthecouldn’tseehowEdward’shandslingeredatmyneck,brushedalongmycollarbones.Igaveuptryingtohelphimandfocusedonnothyperventilating.
Edwardturnedthekeyandtheengineroaredtolife.Wepulledawayfromthehouse.
"Thisisa...um...bigJeepyouhave."
"It’sEmmett’s.
