Bedroom Talk

Summery: Edward and Bella have temptations before the wedding when a heatwave comes busting through.

Please tell me if I should continue "Bella and Edward's summer weakness before August thirteenth." haha.

Reviews are extremely appreciated.

Song: Bedroom Talk by The Starting Line.

Thank you!

One-hundred degrees. You must think I'm joking, right? One-hundred degrees in Forks? .You must think my mind has finally snapped. The vampires and werewolves finally pushed me off the edge.

As it turns out, I haven't lost my mind. A heatwave has decided to pass right through Forks, and for a week so far, the temperature has stayed at a scorching one-hundred degrees. I had gotten used to (and missed) the nice, cool, dampness of Forks. Now it was hot, sticky, and sweaty, like Phoenix. I was utterly miserable.

What's worse, since Fork's wasn't used to the heat, our heating and cooling system broke. Charlie didn't own a fan of any kind, so I put on a tank top and my shortest shorts I owned. (To my embarrassment.) It was two in the morning. I had not gotten one eyeball closed all night long. Edward was laid back on my bed with his hands behind his head, chuckling. I was sitting up, leaning against the bed frame of my bed, with bloodshot eyes. He was trying really hard to suppress his laughter due to my expression without success.

"Oh ha ha. I'm sure this is SO humorous to you." I said sourly.

"I offered a nice, comfortable house with AC." he grinned and I groaned.

"Tomorrow! I can't tonight! Charlie will notice!" Sweat dripped down my forehead, and he lightly brushed the hair out of my face.

"I'm sorry love." His fingers lightly brushed my face, leaving a cool trail on my cheek. He leaned in slowly, and brushed his lips against mine. His kiss never felt better-despite how light it was. His lips felt like ice, and that contracted very well with my burning skin. When he was about an inch away, I shook my head fiercely, and pulled his face back to mine.

I had my hands in his hair, and his arms wrapped around me. My skin was rejoicing. I broke away slowly for air, and he trailed kisses down my throat to my collarbone. I eagerly took my hands from his hair, and tried to get to the bottom of my shirt, to peel it off.

He broke contact with my collarbone, and sat up a little with a confused expression plastered on his face.

"Bella, what are you doing? I thought you wanted to wait until..." he drifted off. My eyes grew wide.

"No, no." I said slowly "I'm just hot! And you're so cold..." I trailed off.

He started at me for a moment, then wordlessly pulled his shirt over his head, making his hair even more messy. Temptation had been sent my way, but as soon as that thought entered my mind, he clamped my tank top down from where I had managed to pull it up. His eyes smoldered as he leaned down and kissed me gently. He was laying flat on top of me, and all of a sudden he rolled so I was on top of him. Like in the meadow.

I broke free, and kissed him one more time before wrapping my arms around him, and laying my head on his icy chest- listening to our uneven breathing.

"You are simply astounding- my Bella." he whispered, his arms securing me to him.

"I am nothing but dust in comparison to you." I smiled softly while my eyes were closed.

"Lair."

"hmmm." I drifted slowly to sleep, listening to Edward's soft laughter- my favorite sound in the world.

Should I continue? Please tell me what you think. Thanks for reading.

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