Teaser: "Two Blue Lines Outtake – How It Began" by Payton79
Title: Two Blue Lines Outtake – How It Began
Author: Payton79
Fandom: Twilight
Rating: NC-17
Teaser:
“What was it you were drinking there?” he asked, probably a little bit closer to her ear than the moderate noise in the room demanded.
A warm shiver ran down Bella's neck and back as his breath fanned over the shell of her ear. It took her a moment to remember what had been in her glass when she'd literally run into him.
“Purple Rain,” she whispered, still rattled by his closeness.
Edward knew he should move away but was captivated by the brunette beauty's enticing scent. He was hard-pressed not to lean in further and kiss or suck on the delicate skin of her neck, but his manners won out, and with a quiet sigh, he straightened up again.
“A Purple Rain for the lady and a Corona for me, please,” he ordered as the man behind the bar looked up at him.
They remained quiet, frequently chancing glances as the other until their drinks were placed in front of them.
“What are we drinking to?” Bella asked, playing with the straw in her hand, waiting for him to give some toast, then she took her first sip.
“Hmmm, how about to whatever the night will bring, and definitely no regrets.”
He grinned mischievously, and Bella had to swallow at the sense of foreboding she felt at his words.
“To whatever the night will bring,” she repeated with a small smile.
“No regrets?” he implored, his brow raised.
“No regrets!” she agreed with all the finality she could muster.
Fandom: Twilight
Rating: NC-17
Teaser:
“What was it you were drinking there?” he asked, probably a little bit closer to her ear than the moderate noise in the room demanded.
A warm shiver ran down Bella's neck and back as his breath fanned over the shell of her ear. It took her a moment to remember what had been in her glass when she'd literally run into him.
“Purple Rain,” she whispered, still rattled by his closeness.
Edward knew he should move away but was captivated by the brunette beauty's enticing scent. He was hard-pressed not to lean in further and kiss or suck on the delicate skin of her neck, but his manners won out, and with a quiet sigh, he straightened up again.
“A Purple Rain for the lady and a Corona for me, please,” he ordered as the man behind the bar looked up at him.
They remained quiet, frequently chancing glances as the other until their drinks were placed in front of them.
“What are we drinking to?” Bella asked, playing with the straw in her hand, waiting for him to give some toast, then she took her first sip.
“Hmmm, how about to whatever the night will bring, and definitely no regrets.”
He grinned mischievously, and Bella had to swallow at the sense of foreboding she felt at his words.
“To whatever the night will bring,” she repeated with a small smile.
“No regrets?” he implored, his brow raised.
“No regrets!” she agreed with all the finality she could muster.
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