"Tell me you don't sparkle." Tara groaned. She put her hand over her eyes in mock shame. "I was getting along with Edward and Bella perfectly fine, but when he fucking<span style="font-style: italic">sparkled</span>..."<br/>Bronwyn squinted sideways at Tara. "Sparkle? What? Edward an' Bella? Oh..." she rolled her eyes. "That stupid book."<br/>"Thank god." Tara's eyes shot to Bronwyn's. "So what does the sun do to you?"<br/>Bronwyn didn't answer as her hands went to her belt buckle. Tara swallowed hard as the redhead loosened her pants. Bronwyn didn't actually drop her pants, just lowered them and turned so Tara could clearly see the vivid, puckered scar that ran the length of Bronwyn's thigh nearly from knee to hip.