The next morning, I wake up with Edward's hands roaming through my body like he thinks I'm going to sleep with him again and give in to his s****l advances. What a joke. I slap his hand so hard, so fast, he can't help screaming.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"Seriously, Edward, we fought, and just because we had s*x. Now everything is back to normal?"
He looks at me sheepishly. "But yesterday was amazing. You can't tell me you didn't feel it. The connection we had. You are definitely my other half."
"Your other half is a beast. Okay? What's going to happen when we get married? When we have children? Are they going to become beasts too? Are they going to turn on me one day and eat me? Are they going to bite my n*****s while I'm breastfeeding them one day and I don't have a n****e anymore? Wh
