Chapter 8 – New Labels – Epilogue
“Bella?” the guy called from behind the counter, and I took my coffee with a small thank-you to him.
I found Tanya at a table outside in the shade.
“Oh, my fucking hell, if you don’t spill, Bella, I swear to God…” She narrowed eyes at me as she toyed with her own cup of coffee. “Jesus, have you even come up for air?”
My laugh couldn’t be contained as I took a seat across from her. “Yes! Shut up!”
It had been several weeks since Edward and I had filmed my thesis video. We were doing our damnedest to find some sort of balance – classes, labs, his clinic work, and my editing and writing. Editing said film was trying at best, because we looked completely lost to one another. The more I’d splice and crop and blur out faces, the more I just wanted to watch us. Hell, the first day I’d started sorting through all the footage, I’d been so turned on, I just about attacked poor Edward in his apartment.
And I was desperately and completely in love with him.
“I may shake the shit out of you right here in front of everyone,” she threatened, smiling when I laughed again. “Spill it, bitch!”