Author's Note: Unbeta'd. I'm a day behind on the prompts, maybe I'll catch up some day.

Word Prompts: Thrill, spill, chill.


"Why are you here, Edward?" I asked, unable to remember what took place the previous night.

"You don't remember asking me to stay last night?"

"Could you be serious for one second, please?"

Edward rolled his eyes at me before pulling the comforter up and sliding into bed beside me.

"What are you doing?!" I shrieked, pushing him away, albeit halfheartedly.

"Getting comfortable for story time…"

He reached back to fluff the pillow behind his head and then turned to face me.

"Comfy enough?"

Edward's lips formed a smug grin before answering, "Not quite." Before I could react, he had wrapped his arm around me and pulled me snug to his body. I closed my eyes and internally berated myself for the small thrill of feeling Edward's arms around me once again, before gesturing for him to tell his story.

"Alice and Jasper snuck off about an hour after we showed up. You decided to give them some privacy and stayed to have a few more drinks...Like the gentleman I am, I offered to bring you back home." He sat up and hovered over me, chuckling. "Your hair is a mess."

I rolled my eyes while subtly attempting to smooth the tangled mess atop my head.

"Okay, then what happened?"

"What do you mean?"

"Come on, Edward... It's been a year since we last spoke but I can still tell when you're hiding something."

Edward's face contorted in amusement. "Oh, you mean when you practically begging me to make love to you?"

I pushed out of his embrace and climbed out of bed. "Right. Never mind asshole, I don't even care."

I stormed out of the bedroom and made my way to the kitchen where I could smell a fresh pot of coffee percolating. Reaching into the cabinet for my favorite ceramic mug, I couldn't help but notice the two aspirin sitting out on the counter beside the coffee maker. I swallowed them dry before pouring myself a steaming cup of French roast.

"Are Alice and Jasper here?" I asked, having heard Edward shuffling into the kitchen behind me.

"Nope, I guess they went to his place."

I hummed in agreement, letting the ceramic warm my hands. Turning toward the fridge I glanced up at Edward and gestured to the coffee pot.

"Then I guess it was you that…"

He leaned against the doorway a few feet away from me, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Don't worry about it. I know how you are in the morning before your caffeine fix…"

I turned to the fridge and busied myself with fixing my coffee, unwilling to let Edward know how his concern affected me.

"So, I guess, I'll go now…" His voice simultaneously broke the awkward silence in the room and startled me into spilling the milk I was pouring out of my mug and onto the counter.

I cursed, set the milk down and turned to get the dish rag that was beside the sink when it was suddenly held in front of me.

"Thanks."

I quickly swiped up the spill and tossed the rag onto the counter.

"Do you uh, need a ride home?"

Edward shook his head, a feat that was made even more adorable when he ran his hand through his hair.

"No, I...um... I'm only a few blocks away, it's a quick walk."

I gaped in surprise, rather shocked he had not only moved out of the frat house, but out of the U-District all together.

"Oh, okay. Well…thank you. For your help last night."

"No problem. See ya later, Bella."

His hands awkwardly patted down his pockets before waving and walking out of the apartment. When I heard the door shut behind him, I breathed out a sigh of relief. Being around Edward again was exhausting and I felt like climbing right back into bed.

A small nudge against my ankle had me looking down at the small orange ball of fur.

"Morning, Tiggy."

I crouched down to pet his ears, loving the way I could not only feel but hear his purrs of contentment. Looking over at his food bowl almost knocked me off balance.

Edward Cullen had fed my cat.

That considerate bastard was going to be the death of me.