Excerpt . . .The ride is silent except for the blaring music Edward insists on. I really don’t feel like listening to pop, but what am I going to do? Touch his radio? I don’t think so. If I were to touch anything, it would be his brakes because he’s going twenty over the speed limit.
“Do you mind slowing down?” I ask. It’s so annoying that I even have to ask that. Doesn’t he care about my safety?
“Yes, I do.”
“And you call me a brat.”
“If you must know, I gotta piss, all right.” He wiggles his butt, looking like a kid who’s about to wet himself. Nice.
“Then piss; I don’t care.”
“Fine.” Edward pulls the van off the side of the road and gets out. There’s a faint sound of a zipper and then splattering fluid.
Oh my gosh . . .
Edward gets back in the car, and to my surprise fumbles around, locating an old water bottle that he uses to wash his hands. That’s good to know. Surprising, but good to know. That at least he has some good hygiene habits. Then again, he hasn’t smelled nasty at all since he’s been calling Angela baby. Lucky bitch.
I am going to hell.
Bella's fantasy . . .
He's calling Angela baby and that makes me all kinds of sad. I like her, but...
ReplyDeleteThanks for the teaser. I'm excited for the next chapter.