Richard
Are you kidding me, does she not see me standing here or is it that she doesn't give a rats ass?
And who the hell is this guy?
"I missed you," she whispered as soon as he set her back on her feet.
"I missed you too," he mumbles, stroking her cheek loving as though she belonged to him.
Crossing my arms over my chest i clear my throat, startling her a bit as she twirl her head to look at me with guilt.
Not saying so much as a word, i glance from her to the guy then to his hand that was secured tightly around her waist, wondering if he would be capable of adjusting to life as an handicap. (No offense whatsoever.)
But, Rosalie being the smart little flower she is felt my heated gaze and stepped out of his embrace, creating some well needed distance between her and the wankstain
