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IMAGINE . . .
Edward and you are at a dinner party hosted by your parents. You're both mixing and mingling with all the guests, when you happen to look at him from across the room. You can't help but ogle him, in his black suit that fits him so well in all the right places, particularly around --
Edward looks up at you, eyes widening for only a moment before they darken, and the corner of his lip lifts up into a dark, mischievous smirk. Damn it. He heard your thoughts about him - your dirty thoughts. Damn his ability to read minds, and damn him for being so attractive!
A loud laugh erupts from Edward at your thoughts, earning him strange looks from the group of people he'd been talking to. You turned away, cheeks reddening with embarrassment and annoyance, making a beeline for the table of alcohol in the hopes it might erase the past five minutes from your mind altogether.