Show Me A Garded: Real Sneak Peek

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“Okay.” Edward returned the grin and reclaimed his hand as the waitress approached with Edward’s salad. He picked off the tomatoes and speared lettuce on his fork, dipping carefully into the little dish of dressing. “What?” he asked, looking at Jasper’s amused expression.

“Why is it that the only place you don’t eat salad like that is at home?” He asked, resting his elbow on the table, chin in his palm.

“Esme makes the best dressing,” Edward said like that explained everything.

Jasper shook his head and it was plain that he didn’t understand. “That really doesn’t make any sense, but okay.”

Edward laughed at Jasper’s confusion. “I don’t like to eat salad plain, but I don’t like dressing enough to drench my salad in it, unless it’s Esme’s. So if it’s not Esme’s, I dip, so I don’t get too much.”

He watched as Jasper’s jaw clenched, obviously trying to hold back his laughter. “You can laugh,” Edward said, chuckling. “I know it’s ridiculous, but I’ve been doing it too long to stop.”

Jasper laughed quietly. “Any other strange tendencies I should know about?” he teased.