Bella Scott slapped herself, "Get a grip! That's Edward Anderson, the bastard who'll eat people and not spit out the bones!"
Edward Anderson had been her lifelong enemy, so she couldn't possibly have any wicked thoughts about him.
After Bella took a cold shower, she came out to find Edward lying on her bed. She quickly retreated to the bathroom, thinking she was seeing things.
She washed her face with cold water again and stepped out, only to find Edward still on her bed.
"What... what are you doing?" Bella's legs went weak once more.
Those beautiful lips of his were deadly-maddening; she could only wonder how kissing him would feel...
"Sleeping." Edward replied in a calm tone.
Bella's face turned red, and she nearly lost her balance. Clutching the doorframe, she stuttered, "I... what I said before was a joke, just ignore it like a fart..."
