*by Stephenie Meyer*
NEW MOON - chapter 1 - PARTY
Edward sprawled across the couch
while I started the movie, fast-forwarding through the opening credits. When I perched on the edge of the sofa in front of him, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against his chest. It wasn't exactly as comfortable as a sofa cushion would be, what with his chest being hard and cold - and perfect - as an ice sculpture, but it was definitely preferable. He pulled the old афганец, афганский, афганские off the back of the диван, мягкий уголок and draped it over me so I wouldn't freeze beside his body.
"You know, I've never had much patience...
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