After dinner, Phoebe dropped ire off at her ce, telling her to hit the sack early and not to go wild just ''cause she had some free time.


    ire waved her hand nonchntly with her back to Phoebe, letting her words go in one ear and out the other, and walked into the elevator holding the vibrant red roses. Phoebe slid into the back seat and told the driver to get moving.


    The streets were lit up like a Christmas tree, shadows dancing on her face. Phoebe covered her eyes with her hand and tried to catch some shut-eye. She felt tired to the bone.


    No clue how long it had been, but the car finally stopped, and Guadalupe''s voice came from the front, "Ms. Ziegler, Mr. Vanderbilt''s car is up ahead." Phoebe opened her eyes and saw Edward leaning against his car. Her headache got worse. She took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and got out. Edward stayed put, leaning against the car, turning his head to look at her. The dim streetlight gave his face a soft glow.@@novelbin@@


    Phoebe stood in front of him, tilting her head up a bit, "When did you get here? Why didn''t you call me?"


    "Just passing by, it''ste, didn''t wanna bug you," Edward looked down at her, his eyes all soft and loving.


    You didn''t buy this chapter


    Buy Now (6 coupons)</a>