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Edward's Christmas Carol
Edward’s Christmas Carol
A/N: Been a long while since I’ve posted here. This isn’t going to be much. In the spirit of Christmas I decided to Twilight the Christmas Carol. Hope you enjoy. 4 more days to New Moon. You guys as excited as I am?
Chapter one December Twenty-Fourth
Everyone hurrying down the block was bundled tightly against the bitter cold. The snow pouring down heavily coated everything and everyone in glittering crystals that glinted in the moonlight. And though I walked with them, I was not of them. The rough winters of New York did not faze me.
I sat on the bench and watched the humans skate at Rockefeller Center and for the millionth time wondered what my love was doing at that precise moment. Would her mind wander to me briefly? Or had I been too true to my word and erased myself from her life so thoroughly that she’d buried all memories of me somewhere so deep down never be rediscovered?
“Merry Christmas,” a stunning woman in a floor sweeping cashmere coat holding a steaming cup of hot chocolate said to me as she sat on the bench her eyes appraising every inch of me, her internal thoughts noting the absence of a wedding ring.
I nodded but remained quiet, not sure if tonight I wanted to get lost in some nameless woman’s embrace. I’d spent many nights that way in my vain attempt to forget about…her. And no matter how lovely, smart, or interesting they were, none of them helped.
“I’m Anna,” she spoke softly, her hot breath misting in front of her painted mouth and offered me a leather-clad hand.
“Edward,” I replied drawing her hand to my lips and grazing her knuckles with a kiss that sent her heart racing and left her nearly breathless. “Do you live around here, Anna?”
Her hazel eyes were wide and locked on mine as I leaned further into her personal space letting my scent wash over her leaving her a befuddled mess. I’d seen that look many times but none were as gratifying as the look upon my love’s face when I “dazzled” her.
“A block over,” she finally whispered. “Would you like to come up for a…drink?”


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