I'd like to introduce my co-writer in this story, I've admired her writing for a long time, so Lalina will be writing from Edward's point of view. I feel honored that she is doing this and would like to thank her so much. So here's her first chapter.
Edwards POV
I paced downstairs wondering how Alice had convinced Bella to go out dancing this evening. I wasn't about to complain, of course, and I genuinely hoped my love would enjoy herself. I would make sure she had a good time, no matter what. No regrets for the evening.
I looked at my watch and sighed. What could possibly be taking this long? Finally, I heard Alice and Bella come down the hallway upstairs and I walked towards the staircase to wait for them. Truthfully, I had wanted to watch Bella come down the stairs and I was not disappointed.
Bella was truly breathtaking. She was wearing a red dress that was cinched under her breasts by row of diamonds, which accentuated her glorious curves. I saw the dapple of light playing against the little stones reflecting along the surface of the fabric. The drape of the dress fell in soft waves, hugging her hips. As she came down the stairs, I admired her smooth, pale legs and realized she was showing quite a lot more thigh then I was accustomed.
I groaned internally out of want for her and also, because I realized I would have to be on my guard this evening, Bella may not see herself clearly, but I did, and unfortunately so did a lot of other men. She really did not understand how she drew us in, like moths to a flame.
I smiled as she tried to navigate her way down the stairs in a pair of high heels. What had Alice been thinking making her wear them? I was suddenly glad that I was waiting at the bottom of the stairs, in case she lost her balance. I breathed a sigh of relief as she made it down without incident.
Reaching my side, she looked up at me, giving me a brilliant smile. I responded in kind and stroked her cheek with my thumb. Her hair was pulled up and back and I couldn't resist bending down to kiss where her neck and shoulder met. Her skin was warm smooth and fragrant. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of her blood singing through her veins, just under the surface of her skin. She shuddered at the touch of my cool lips, and leaned her body into mine.
"Ok, you two! We're going to be late, let's go!" Alice said in a commanding voice. I sighed deeply and stepped away from Bella.
The drive to the club was quick, and I got a secret thrill watching the diamond in Bella's engagement ring winking in the passing lights. I took her hand and kissed the back of it, feeling a surge of possessiveness. Mine.
I don't think I was ever as happy as I was the day Bella accepted my marriage proposal. I had brought her to our meadow for a picnic. This place had always had a special significance for us, as it was the place where I had shown her my true nature, and she she loved me all the more. By all rights, she should have gone screaming into the forest, far away from me. The fact she had stayed, spoke to me of her devotion to us. She had done many things since then to prove her love to me and I wanted to give her one small thing in return.
I smiled in remembrance as I parked the car. Waiting in line at the club felt undignified, and I was all for paying the bouncer to let us bypass it completely, but Alice insisted it was part of the 'human' experience. It seemed absurd to me, but I went along with her plans. If Alice wasn't happy, then no one would be happy. Unfortunately, I learned that lesson the hard way over the last sixty years.
We finally made it to the front of the line and Bella seemed preoccupied. Her eyes were slightly unfocused and her tongue darted out to lick her lips. I never could get used to the fact she was the only person whose mind I couldn't read, so her look - combined with her accelerated heart rate - piqued my interest. I thought I could detect the faintest hint of arousal and was doubly curious as to what was going on in that mind of hers.
Just as I was about to whisper in her ear, begging to let me know what she was thinking, the bouncer barked out at her.
"Name!" he said belligerently.
Bella startled out of her reverie, and looked a little embarrassed. The idiot had sparked my ire and I took a step towards him. His self-preservation instinct kicked in and he took a hasty step backwards, his eyes widening alarmingly.
"You'll speak to my fiancé with more respect," I said in a low voice.
"S-s-sorry," he stuttered quickly.
I felt Bella's hand on my chest and Jasper came closer to me, putting a hand on my shoulder. I calmed considerably and the tension in the air dispersed. The bouncer stepped aside, allowing us entry. I could tell by his thoughts that he was terrified, and I chastised myself. Perhaps this evening hadn't been a good idea after all.
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