Dear Maggie Chapter 4 Teaser

Happy Sunday!

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“Don’t think I didn’t notice,” she said cryptically. “It was the first thing I saw when I got here.”

“What’s that?” I croaked, hanging on to the side of the Jeep for dear life.

“How clean the truck is. I drove it all the way from Phoenix-“

“Wait, you drove from fucking Phoenix?” I asked in disbelief. “Why?”

“Why not?”

“Why didn’t you just take a plane?”

“Because I moved here,” she answered simply.

“Yeah, but…” I stopped myself before I could give away how much I wanted to learn everything about her.

She read my like an open book. “I just needed the time away. Know what I mean?”

“Yeah.”

“Anyway, Emmett told me it was your idea,” she told me. “So thank you.”

“Sure.”

She lingered beside me for a little while longer, watching me tighten bolts and check the hoses. Normally, this would have bothered me. I despised people staring at me. But with Bella… it felt okay. Not exactly comfortable, but that was because of my issues. Not her.

Never her.

“Why’d you run?” she eventually whispered. “Last night. Why’d you run?”

My grip on the ratchet faltered, and it spiraled through the twists and turns of the engine and all of its components before finally hitting the floor with an echoing clank.

“You scare me,” I answered lowly, reiterating the very thing I’d been thinking.


Her brow furrowed. “I do?”

“More than you could possibly imagine,” I said dryly. “For reasons you couldn’t imagine.”

“If you had any idea what I’ve been through, you might disagree with that statement,” she protested.

“So you think your baggage can come anywhere close to matching mine?”

She exhaled sharply. “No. But I think I could understand you more than you want me to. And more than anyone else ever could.”

I didn’t have an answer to that. I ached to tell her that she was probably right, but obstinacy kept me from it. It was my secret to bear. No one else’s.

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Also another huge thanks to PAWsPeaches and The Lemonade Stand blog for pimping Dear Maggie out this last week. If you didn't already notice, there's a new Dear Maggie banner on the right hand side that PAWsPeaches made. It's fabulous. And everyone should tell her so.

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Dear Maggie Ch 3 Teaser

A sharp rap on my window had me jumping in my seat so high that the phone tumbled out of my hands and down to the floorboard. I glanced over and was stunned to find Edward staring back at me.

His eyes were bright with fire and his face was gorgeously contorted with anger as he wrenched my door open. “I don’t give a shit about where you came from and how safe you feel in this small town, you don’t fucking sit in a dimly lit parking lot with unlocked doors! By yourself! Jesus, Bella; are you that stupid? Do you want to get raped or something?”

I stared at him in bewildered silence. He was close enough that I could feel his breath ghost across my skin and heat roll off his body, slamming into me and doing the most… wicked of things. His scent circled around me, leaving me lightheaded and drooling as I finally caught that bold, spicy flavor that matched the intensity of the man it belonged to. A hint of the sweet smell of tobacco was underneath it all, and I wanted to close my eyes and just… savor it.

Or maybe huff would’ve been the more appropriate term. He made me unable to think, breathe… function. I wanted to dive headfirst and explore it all, have him teach me everything about what it meant to crave someone like this.

“Well?” he snarled. “Do you?”

“NO!” I shouted, finally getting my wits back about me. “My truck won’t start, you asshole!”

He backed up immediately and ran his hands through his already chaotic hair. “I’m going to pop the hood.”

I blinked. “What?”

“I’m. Going. To. Pop. The. Hood,” he growled.

“Fine,” I growled back, jumping out of my truck the second he spun away from me.

I followed him over to the front of the truck and waited as he expertly found the lever and opened the hood. He peered inside, cursing at how low the light was, and then raced over to his own car.

He came back with a flashlight in one hand and a small bag of tools in the other. He motioned for me to get behind the wheel, which I grudgingly agreed to, although, I honestly had no clue why. He was such a jerk. Cute or not.

“My dad’s inside,” I yelled at him through the hood. “He can take me home and we can just have it towed to the shop tomorrow.”

“Shut up and turn the ignition,” was the answer I got back.

Ohai!

So the first post in um, months is basically a shout out to the fabulous girls over at The Newbie Reviews. Dear Maggie was the first fic reviewed on that site, and I was just slightly speechless when they told me about it.

So thank you again to The Newbie Reviews for the honor!

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