Esme is adjusting to her new life better than she expected to. Edward has been friendlier to her and Carlisle seems to have forgiven her misstep in kissing him
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It's been a long, long day. Edward's in class or else he would have asked if he had wanted to go out for a run with Carlisle. Since Edward is in class, he is just going to go home, wash this damnable inkstain out of the one new dress shirt he has and camp out in a chair until nightfall.
The briefcase gets dumped in the hallway. The shirt is stripped off soon after, heading for the bathroom sink.
Esme makes a small noise of protest and pulls her legs up against her chest in a half-hearted attempt to cover herself, but is incapable of forming actual words because the sight of Carlisle shirtless is rather distracting.
It takes a nanosecond longer than it should for Carlisle to spin on his heels and stride back out the door again. He stops right outside the doorjamb, reaching backwards to the knob to pull the door closed again.
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The briefcase gets dumped in the hallway. The shirt is stripped off soon after, heading for the bathroom sink.
"Oh."
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"Uh..."
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It takes a nanosecond longer than it should for Carlisle to spin on his heels and stride back out the door again. He stops right outside the doorjamb, reaching backwards to the knob to pull the door closed again.
Click.
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She quickly pulls the plug, stands up and dries herself. She is grateful that she wore her robe into the bathroom.
Tying it tightly around her waist, she soon steps out of the bathroom and goes in search of Carlisle to let him know the bathroom is free.
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