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[Mar. 18th, 2010|12:24 pm] |
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| GONE WITH THE WIND |
TWILIGHT |
| He drew up at the gate and swung lightly to the ground and she thought, staring nervously at him, that he looked just like an illustration in a book Wade was always pestering her to read aloud. |
His hair was dripping wet, disheveled — even so, he looked like he'd just finished shooting a commercial for hair gel.
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Edward stood in the halo of the porch light, looking like a male model in an advertisement for raincoats. |
- Scarlett, I’m a bad influence on you and if you have any sense you will send me packing.. if you can. I’m very hard to get rid of. But I’m bad for you.
- Are you?
- Can’t you see it? Ever since I met you at the bazaar, your career has been most shocking and I’m to blame for most of it. |
- What if I'm the bad guy? - He smiled playfully, but his eyes were impenetrable.
- Oh,- I said, as several things he'd hinted fell suddenly into place. - I see.
- Do you? - His face was abruptly severe, as if he were afraid that he'd accidentally said too much.
- You're dangerous? [...] But not bad,- I whispered, shaking my head. - No, I don't believe that you're bad. |
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