A/N- I just wanted to say Thank You ALL so very much for taking the time to read my story! I ALWAYS wanted to write this story but NEVER thought anyone would want to read it… but you have all proven me wrong… and I am very happy and humbled. As a first time FF author, I didn't expect much of a response, but you guys have been amazing!! Thank you to all who added A&N to your favorites and updates. Also, a HUGE Thank You to everyone who took the time to review!! I will do my very best to respond to all reviews! I think I got everyone this round!!!
I am posting chapter 2 just five days after chapter 1 because I kind of left you hanging last time. Going forward, I will be posting every 7-10 days, just FYI. If you want to catch my post chapter interviews with Edward, and future chapter teasers check out the blog link on my profile page!!
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Alice and I linked arms as we started walking toward the beach. As we approached, I took a quick inventory of the cars in the parking lot to see who was already here.
"BELICE!" a booming voice yelled.
Alice and I looked at each other curiously, then we heard it again, "BELICE!"
Looking up, I saw a shirtless Emmett standing on a table, holding a bottle of alcohol in one hand and waving at us with the other. Directly below him, was a clearly annoyed Rose, pulling at his pant leg. We both laughed as we continued towards our friends
"Get the fuck down already!" Rose was yelling at him as we approached.
"Hey Emmett," Alice said, reaching up to take the bottle from him. "What the hell is a Belice?" She asked, taking a drink then passing the bottle to me.
"You know, like Brangelina? He has been doing it all night, to everyone" Rose snorted.
Alice and I laughed so hard, I almost choked on the rum I was drinking.
"It's not funny! I swear to god, if he calls me "Rosemett" one more fucking time, I will castrate him and I'm pretty sure "Tanward" would hold him down for me while I do it too!" she seethed, rolling her eyes.
"Tanward?" I asked, somehow knowing I shouldn't have. The sinking feeling in my stomach told me I already knew the answer.
"Yeah, Tanya and Edward were just here. Once Edward heard his new nickname, he told Emmett to fuck off and stomped away, making a beeline to the booze." Rose sighed, finishing off her beer.
I stood on my tip toes, looking desperately for Edward, who was nowhere to be found. I was determined to find him and the bottle of vodka he was supposed to be guarding for me. I made my way through the crowd, walking toward the huge bonfires, near the tables and ice chests.
"BELLS!" I heard a familiar voice shouting my name. The name only he would call me.
Looking around, I spotted him trotting over to me. I took a quick glance toward the bottles of liquor sitting on one of the picnic tables. I winced at the bottle of tequila, thinking of the affect it sometimes had on me. Fucking truth serum. I reluctantly grabbed it and ran over to him, jumping into his huge arms.
"JAKE!" I yelled, as he took me into his warm embrace, swinging me around, smiling.
"Jake! What are you doing here? I've missed you! Wow, I have not seen you since last summer!" I was practically shrieking with excitement.
"Um, surprise?" he said with a smile and a shrug. "I had to come up to check on my dad and well, I figured we could fly back together? Charlie said you are terrified of flying alone, so... well…here I am," he stated with a huge grin on his face.
"Jake," I said cupping his face in my hand, "I'm so glad you're here. I do hate flying alone … thank you." I smiled at him tenderly.
Jake was my one and only life long friend. If I was being honest, he was also my first crush. He was also the first boy I had ever kissed, amongst other things. The only other person in the world that knew that he was the first guy I ever 'experimented' with was my first love…Edward.
Jake looked so different now. Even though he was a year younger than me, he was truly turning into a man. His hair was much shorter now, and his body… well… his body was chiseled to perfection. You could clearly see the definition of his sculpted chest through his shirt as it clung tightly to his body. To say he had a six pack would be laughable. I clearly counted eight, at the very least. His tight ribbed t-shirt left nothing to the imagination. He was shaped like a perfect V.
Slowly, my eyes I raked over his body from his broad shoulders, across his beautiful chest, down his amazing stomach that ended at the lose jeans, hanging perfectly on his hips. His face still held his boyish good looks with his gentle dark brown eyes, beautiful smile, and perfect teeth. But my favorite part about his face was the deep dimples that made you just want to reach out and put your fingers in them, every time he smiled.
Jake and I sat next to the fire catching up on the year that had passed, while drinking tequila straight from the bottle. The effects of the liquor were slowly taking over my body, clouding my mind slightly, and giving me just enough courage to act on my sudden urge to dance in front of all these people. I pulled Jake up to dance with me.
Soon, Alice and Rose came over to join us. We were dancing for while as a group, passing around the bottle of tequila. Between the blazing fire, the tequila and dancing, I was feeling dehydrated. I needed water and a lot of it. I yelled to the group that I was going to get some water and that I would be right back. They all nodded, understanding, and kept dancing.
I made my way back to the coolers, digging out two bottles of cold water. I quickly opened one taking a long drink. In an attempt to cool myself from the inside out, I drank nearly half the bottle before coming up for air. I kicked off my sandals and sat down on the ice chest. I pulled my trusty hair tie from my wrist and gathered my long my hair into a high ponytail. Still feeling the heat radiating off my body, I took the ice cold water and poured some in my hand, splashing it lightly on the back of my neck. I repeated it, but this time tilting my head up slightly, rubbing the cold water slowly across my throat and down my chest, stopping short of where my cleavage was peaking out of the top of my dress.
Suddenly, I felt like I was on display, being watched from afar. Turning to my left, I saw Edward sitting on a large rock. His mouth was slightly open and I saw him slowly lick his bottom lip. He raked his fingers threw his hair, shaking his head as if he were trying to fight off some disturbing thought. I wondered what was wrong with him. I wished I could have seen his eyes but he was sitting just outside of the light that glowed off the fires.
Edward always looked incredible. Tonight, he was wearing dark blue jeans, a plain black v neck t-shirt and his famous navy blue hoodie. Famous for the fact that on the left side of his chest was the infamous Cullen crest. There were large white letters forming the word 'CULLEN' above the crest. He and Emmett both wore one year round. If I had not known him so well, I would of bet he slept in it. The ensemble was completed with his black Doc Martins. He looked gorgeous. I was practically drooling. I slid the sandals back on my feet and walked over to him.
"Hey stranger, I have been looking for you all night." I smiled, sitting on the rock just below him.
"You've been looking for me all night?" his words bordering on irritation.
"Of course I have. You are holding my vodka hostage" I countered with equal irritation.
"That's funny, Bella. I have been sitting here all night watching you dance and drink tequila. It didn't look like you were looking for me or your vodka, from here."
He grabbed a cigarette and lit it. Clearly something was wrong. I didn't know what to say.
"Bella", he said taking another drag from his cigarette, "I've been texting you all night. Where the hell is your phone?" His words stabbed at my heart.
"Edward, I'm sorry. I left it in Alice's car. I didn't want to lose it out here on the beach." I sighed in defeat.
"I'm sorry for acting like such a dick. Its just Emmett won't shut the fuck up. Tanya has been following me around all night and I just thought we were going to drink together one last time before you leave." His eyes where piercing into mine as he spoke, as if he was searching for something.
"Well, I'm here now," I said quietly.
I took his hand that held the cigarette and drew it to my lips. My bottom lip lightly brushed against his finger as I took a long drag, releasing his hand afterwards.
"What the fuck was that?" Edward asked breathily, pulling his eyes from my lips. "You don't even smoke," he said more clearly. He arched one of his perfect eyebrows, clearly confused.
"I know I don't." I shrugged because honestly I didn't know where that even came from must have been another affect of that damn tequila.
Liquid bravery perhaps?
"I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about." I lied.
Honestly, I really only wanted to see if I could taste him on it. I had seen Edward smoke countless times and each and every time, I felt almost jealous of that fucking cigarette. The way he would hold it in his long fingers, flicking it like only a man would know how. The way he would lick his lips to dampen them between drags. The way his lips would slightly open as he put it in his mouth and puckered as he exhaled. My god, it was like he was making love to it. If anyone in this world could make smoking look like the single most provocative thing in history, Edward was the man to do it.
"Edward, I could really use that vodka right about now" I was essentially begging. Just watching him smoke had my body reacting in ways I didn't know were possible.
"Me too" he agreed quickly. Although, I'm sure our reasons for the much needed drink were very different.
We both took two long drinks from the bottle and eased into more comfortable conversation. I situated myself on the rock just below Edward, in between his legs. Edward had me rolling over with laughter as he described the look on Rose's face the first time Emmett called her "Rosemett". I was laughing so hard, without realizing it, I wrapped my arm around Edwards's leg, mostly for balance because I was drunk and didn't want to fall. I was so caught up in the moment of laughter, without even thinking, I let my head fall forward, pressing my forehead into his inner thigh.
Clearly, Edward noticed immediately, because he abruptly stopped laughing. He drew in a deep breath and I froze. I felt his fingers slide around my neck, using his thumb to gently brush my cheek. My heart started racing at record speed. I don't even remember breathing. I closed my eyes for only a second, foolishly allowing myself to take in this moment.
"Bella," he whispered. I turned my head slightly, my eyes meeting his. He leaned in, closing the distance between us. "I think we need to…"
"THERE YOU ARE!" A female voice shrieked.
"Fuck!" Edward practically growled. Wincing his eyes and releasing my face quickly.
Instinctively, I sat up. All of a sudden, I felt an overpowering need to drink. I grabbed the bottle off the rock and took a few sips.
"You're in my seat" she stated, clearly wanting me to move.
I took another long, deep drink of the vodka, letting it burn my throat as if it would somehow help stifle back my words.
"Shit, take it easy Bella!" Edward shouted, pulling the bottle from my lips.
"Yeah Bella, I need my Eddie tonight. I can't have him taking care of his drunken 'besite' all night," she cooed.
She was such a B.I.T.C.H. I had just about had it with Tanya already.
I shot up so fast, I lost my footing on the rocks and Edward caught me. "Are you ok Bella?" He asked anxiously
"Yes, I am fine!" I seethed, taking out my anger on poor Edward.
"Fine" he mumbled. He unlocked his hands from my arm and waist, waving his hands in the air as if he were surrendering.
Edward and I made our way off the rocks back onto the beach. Tanya quickly flanked his side.
She slid her hand around his waist as she spoke again. "Some guy named Jacob is looking for you Bella" she smirked. "Apparently he has been saying his dance partner had disappeared."
"Jacob?" Edward narrowed his eyes at me "Jacob was who you were dancing with all night?" Edward was clearly fuming, but for the life of me I didn't know why?
"Now, why don't you run along and dance while Eddie and I get some alone time," Tanya said, grinning.
I wanted to vomit.
"He hates that you know? Edward HATES being called Eddie," I spat at her.
"Oh Bella," she laughed coolly. "Let me assure you, I am an expert at calling out Edwards name and he really likes it when I call him Eddie, just before he comes" she winked.
Did she really just fucking wink at me?!
My blood was boiling. Waves of nausea over took me and I fucking lost it.
"Look skank! I couldn't give a fuck what you call him when you fuck him! Don't fucking talk to me like you know me or anything about me, you stupid slut! Edward is MY best friend and I know he hates it when you call him that because he tells me how much it makes him physically sick when you call him that!" I was out of breath, shaking and yelling, and couldn't have cared less.
"Bella!" Edwards's voice shook with concern
"Why don't you go fuck yourself, since no one else wants to fuck you, you jealous little virgin" Tanya spat back at me
"Tanya! Get the fuck out of here already!" Edward growled pushing her off of him.
"Any whore can get fucked, Tanya. Just because I don't spread my legs to every asshole that wants to fuck, doesn't make me a virgin!" I winced slightly realizing that my words could be interpreted as a dig towards Edward as well.
"Let's go Bella," Edward grabbed my arm in attempt to pull me away.
"Let me fucking go Edward!" I was screaming now at the top of my lungs, yanking my arm back. People started gathering around.
"What the fuck Bella? You just want to fight with this bitch all night or what?" He shouted.
All of a sudden, I felt huge arms wrap protectively around me, pulling me backwards into a hard, warm body.
"What the hell is going on here," Jake yelled. "Back the fuck off!" he yelled even louder towards Edward and Tanya.
He kept one arm wrapped around my shoulders and took a protective stance in front of me. Everyone froze. Jacob turned and stood in front of me, cupping my face gently in his hands.
"Are you hurt Bella? Did he hurt you?" his eyes were ablaze with rage and concern.
"I would never fucking hurt her!" Edward bellowed. His voice was closer than I expected.
Before I knew it, Edward was standing right next to us. He reached for my hand and Jacob shoved him away, pulling me close to his chest.
"Don't you fucking touch her, asshole!" Jake practically barked at him.
"Jacob, he didn't hurt me. He would never hurt me. It was that bitch over there I was fighting with." I stepped back, point at Tanya
"Well you scared the shit out of me, Bells. I just heard you screaming and I just thought…" Jake was cut off
"You thought wrong, asshole" Edward interjected.
Turning his attention back to me, Edward pleaded, "Bella, please don't do this. Not tonight. It's your last night in town. This whole party was for you."
I was so fed up with him and Tanya and the mere thought of them fucking. I was just done.
I grabbed Jake by the hand and started to walk away. That's when I heard Edward shouting.
"Fuck her, Bella! Don't let her ruin our night".
I whipped around and yelled back, "No Eddie, YOUFUCK HER!" You brought her!
Jacob laughed at my shitty joke, pulling me close to his side as we walked off. I could hear Edward yelling something at Tanya but I couldn't bring myself to care enough to turn back around.
She fuckin' deserves whatever she's getting, I thought.
Once Jake and I made our way back, I had to rehash the whole fight with Rose and Alice.
"Fuck Bella, I wish I was there. I would have slapped that bitch," Rose said, handing me a shot of god knows what. I threw it down my throat and chased it with a beer.
"I don't want to talk about it anymore. I just need to dance! Who's with me!?" I desperately wanted to just be with my friends for the rest of night.
I stared at Alice, Rose and Jake. They could probably see the desperation in my eyes. They all smiled and pulled me back into the party.
About an hour passed and I was officially over the Tanya incident. I had slowed to drinking only beer, because I was officially buzzed, actually very buzzed. We took a break from the dancing and everyone was mindlessly chatting away when I caught Edward staring at me from a few feet away.
He was holding his beer bottle by the neck in one hand and the other hand was shoved in his pocket. He was leaning up against a table, alone. Our eyes locked and that's when I heard it come on, Fiona Apples "Criminal". I smirked, my eyes never leaving Edwards.
"Jake, dance with me?" I asked keeping my eyes locked with Edwards
"Bells, I would love to hon', but I'm soaked."
Pulling my eyes from Edwards, I looked over at Jacob. His shirt was soaked with sweat.
"Take it off" I shrugged, locking my eyes on Jakes.
"Jacob, when a beautiful girl tells you to take your clothes off, you better, damn well, do what she says," Emmett said laughing. Rose elbowed him in the side, glancing at me then back at Edward. She knew what was coming and she was grinning from ear to ear. She smirked, giving me a "that-a-girl" nod.
"Alright!" Jake pulled his shirt off and threw it at Emmett, who was still laughing and hooting and hollering.
We started dancing near the crowd of people. I saw Edward move forward to get a better view.
So, you like to watch, Edward? Well, let me show you how a girl "who no one wants to fuck" does it. I was still angry at him for not even defending me on the matter.
I allowed the music to take over my body, slowly moving my hands up Jacob's chest, wrapping my arms around his neck. He quickly caught on and snaked his arms around my waist pulling me to him. Swaying side to side, I started moving my hips in a slow rocking motion as Jacob ran his hands up and down my back, then gripping me tighter around the waist. He pulled me into him as he gradually slid his knee between my legs. I leaded back as far as I could, while rocking and grinding my hips against his leg. He pulled me back up, bringing me face to face with him. I immediately looked to my left, intentionally meeting my eyes with Edwards.
He was glaring at us. His eyes were red and slightly glazed over from the affects of the alcohol. He was much closer now, standing with the others. He was taking deep, long drags of his cigarette as he vigilantly surveillance the 'situation'. Suddenly, Jacob turned me around so my ass was pressed firmly up against him.
I turned us slightly, giving Edward a full on view of this shit. I took my hands and wrapped them backwards around Jacobs's waist resting them on his ass. Still rocking my hips, I snaked my whole body down his. Slowly, I dragged my hands down his legs and back up. Jake held one hand against my stomach and ran his other down my side. I felt his fingers twitch as he reached the hem of my dress. His hand that had started on my stomach was now extremely close to my breasts. I could feel how excited I was making him as his hard length pressed into my back.
Thank god the song was ending because I wasn't sure how much longer I could torture Jake like this.
The song ended and we received a loud round of applause and whistling from some of our friends. I blushed slightly as I bowed to the group, turning to Jake, giving him a huge hug and a kiss on the cheek. He kept his hands around my waist, placing his forehead into mine.
"Bells that was sexy as hell," he giggled, kissing me on my nose.
Suddenly, I heard Edward asking, "Are you done?" I whipped around to face him.
"Excuse me?" I questioned back.
"I said are you done? Because we need to talk." Edward held out his hand waiting for me to take it.
"Bells, you don't have to go," Jacob whispered in my ear.
"It's ok, Jake. I need to talk to him." I patted Jacob's hand that was still holding onto my waist, to comfort him and stepped of his embrace.
"If you need me Bells, I will be right here." The threatening tone of his voice was obviously meant as a warning to Edward.
He and Edward were staring each other down. The looks they gave each other were frightening.
"She will be more than fine. I can assure you of that, Jacob" Edward snarled at him, taking my hand and leading me away.
We stopped briefly at the table where Edward had been sitting. Edward grabbed the bottle of vodka we had been drinking from earlier, tucking it into his pocket and picked up a blanket. He still had not said a word to me.
"Edward, where are we going?" I ask quietly
"For a walk," he stated emotionlessly.
Taking my hand again, he led me down the beach. We walked for a few minutes in silence, slowly making our way into the dark. Just around the bend was a private beach where we would be out of sight and out of the light of the fire. I could barely hear the music off in the distance, as if someone turned the volume down to low. The only light touching us now was from the moon as it reflected off the water. Edward stopped and laid out the blanket. I stood there silent and confused, not knowing what was going to happen next.
Finally, Edward spoke, breaking the silence. "I couldn't fuck take it anymore," he said, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Take what?" I asked my voice still quiet. I was trying to judge where this was going by the tone of Edwards's voice.
"I couldn't take it anymore, Bella. His hands were all over you. I had to get you out of there." He finally turned to face me. Both of his hands were fisted in his hair.
"I hardly needed to be saved, Edward. We were just dancing," I sighed. I knew it. Here we go again; Edward is in big brother mode.
"So, you liked it then? You liked his hands being all over you, all over your body?" Edward's words came with more venom this time. He closed the distance between us wrapping his hands around my forearms.
"Answer me," he demanded. His voice was so calm, it almost frightened me.
I wouldn't look at him. Looking at the ground, I felt the shame, anger and hurt starting to fill me.
"Why are you asking me this?" It came out mostly as a whisper but he was close enough to hear it.
I prayed desperately for him to answer with the words that would not come from a brother, but only from a lover.
"Because Bella, that was not you out there. That was not my Bella, not the Bella I know and spend every day with. You were acting like you wanted him and clearly, he wanted you. Fuck, you were practically having sex with the guy right there for all to see!" He kept his cool tone but his words were harsh.
His words hit me like a ton of bricks. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I swallowed hard to fight them back, to ask my final question.
"So, you felt it was your place to protect me? You dragged me away from him, away form all of our friends, just to tell me this? Because you thought Jacob wanted to fuck me?"
I closed my eyes tightly, holding my breath, waiting for his response, willing him to give me the answer I so desperately needed to hear.
"Yes! Well, that and..." I cut him off. I couldn't take it anymore.
"Edward, what the fuck is wrong with you? You're not my father! You're not my brother! I don't need to be fucking protected from Jacob, of all people! I pulled back from him and turned to walk away.
"Bella wait! Stop! Let me fucking finish, damn it!" His voice was angry, yet still had a trace of brotherly concern.
"Edward, I know you think of me as your sister, but did you ever fucking once stop to think that maybe, just maybe, I want to be touched like that? I am a woman Edward, even though you might not see me as one!" I clutched my arms around my center, taking deep breaths now, fighting desperately to keep the tears at bay.
"Is that what you think? Is that how you really think I see you Bella?" His tone was determined but the anger had disappeared.
"I can see that you do Edward, I just don't know why?" My voice was shaky now. I blinked once and the tears fell from my eyes.
"Fuck, Bella. Why are you crying?" Edward asked.
I said nothing. I turned my back to him and stood there silent, fighting desperately to stop the sob that was trying to escape. Tears were streaming down my face with every blink.
I felt Edwards hands wrap around my shoulders, pulling me back into him. I took in a ragged breath, allowing myself to sink back into his chest. His hands slowly slid down my arms, lacing his fingers in mine. He pulled our arms back up to my chest, crossing them as if he were hugging me.
"Please Edward," I whispered.
Half of me was pleading with him because I was desperate for him to hold me like this forever, but the other half of me was begging to know why he was doing it at all.
"Please what?" His velvet voice was stern in my ear
I felt his hot breath on my neck and his lips ghosting on my earlobe. Instantly, my body reacted to him. Goose bumps covered my skin and my nipples hardened under his arms that were pressed against me.
As if on cue, I heard some of the people at the party start to scream as if they were at a concert and the music got louder.
Kings of Leon's "Closer" was blaring off in the distance. I knew this was one of Edwards's favorite songs.
"Dance with me," he breathed into my neck. Running his nose softly my along my jaw line.
I started to slowly sway from side to side. I was still feeling the affect of the alcohol but now, I was much more intoxicated by Edward. The raspy voice singing the sexy song, the pulsating music and the cinnamon scent from Edward's mouth enveloping me was almost too much. My breathing picked up as Edward released my hands. He pulled me to him by my waist with one hand. Placing his other one on my hip, he guided me as he set the pace of our rocking.
"Let go Bella," he whispered. This time he placed one single kiss on the back of my neck.
"Edward." His name fell breathlessly from my lips, sounding much more like a whimper. We had never touched like this. Edward had never kissed me like that. It was so surreal. I wondered if it was all a dream or perhaps the affects of the alcohol. I didn't care. I had to take him anyway I could have him.
I took my arm and wrapped it around his neck behind me, fisting my hand into his hair. I began to grind into him harder, desperately seeking some sort of friction. The way Edward was making me feel was unlike anything I had ever experienced. I could feel his chest rising and falling, each breath deeper than the last. His hands moved down my thighs and gripped the hem of my dress. I gasped and a tiny moan escaped me.
"Fuck!" Edward breathed. He pulled me to him, pressing his hard length into me as he stifled a groan.
"Is this how you felt when he danced with you?" His tone was serious.
"N-No, never. No one could make me feel the way you do," I admitted.
"God Bella, How could you believe that I don't see you as a woman? Do you feel it now Bella? Do you feel what you do to me?" He ground his rock-hard length into my ass.
"God, yes, I can feel it, Edward." I was nearly panting.
Edward pulled out the hair tie that was holding my ponytail, letting my hair fall down. He pushed his face into my hair and took a deep breath.
"Jesus Christ! Bella, you smell so fucking good" he growled.
He turned me around to face him, tilting my face up tenderly with his fingers. He stopped our swaying so we were no longer dancing. I knew he was going to kiss me. His eyes were hooded with lust.
Terrified that he was only acting out of his drunken state, I said "Edward, you don't want this, please don't."
I tried to step back, but Edward pulled me back into him, with a sound of protest similar to a growl coming from his throat.
"How do you know I don't want you like this?" he whispered to me.
"It's just the alcohol talking."
"No, it's not." He leaned his head down to look into my eyes.
"What do you mean?" I asked, breathless.
"I mean just what I said."
He leaned in to kiss me and I allowed it. How could I not? I had prayed for this moment for so long. I had to take the chance. I had to risk everything because my love for him overpowered any rational thought at this point. I couldn't resist him any longer.
My heart was beating out of my chest as his lips claimed mine. His hands slid up my back and fisted into my hair, pulling me forward. I pressed my lips to meet his. His lips moved with mine tenderly. His tongue traced along my lower lip, begging for entrance. I was more than willing to meet his request. His mouth was hot and tasted like cinnamon. It was almost too much for my sense to process. As our tongues twisted, my mind finally registering how good he really was at this. It felt like, for the first time in my life, I had been properly kissed.
He kissed along my jaw line, allowing me to catch my breath.
"Edward," I panted, not caring that I was beginning to sound weak.
"Yes, Bella?" He moaned dragging his teeth across my collar bone
"Edward, please…." I whimpered, as I felt the moisture pooling in my panties.
"Please what, Bella? What do you need?" he murmured, while placing open-mouthed kisses and hard licks across my collarbone.
"You, Edward. I need you," I begged.
Edward slowed down, placing gentle kissing along my neck, up my jaw line and onto my face.
"Bella, baby, lets go," he breathed.
"Go where?" I asked, clearly still lost in the moment.
"To my house." I could feel his lips smile against me, as he kissed just below my earlobe.
"Wait. What? Why do we need to go there? Who's there?"
Edward pulled away slightly, holding my face in his hands. He smiled at me, arching one of his beautiful eyebrows. Then he simply whispered, "No one."
A/N- Sooooo…yeah, that was interesting! What did you guys think? Send me your reviews to let me know! *phone beeps* Ugh…hang on…. *Bostongirl reading text* Hmmm? Ok, sorry. That was Edward. He wanted me to tell you guys that he will answer ONE question from the readers this week during his post interview!! What, you don't believe me? Look, let me show you the text…
"B'girl, I thought about it long and hard *smirk* and I guess it would be ok to answer ONE "reader" question. You can just pick the fucking question because…I'm in the car with Bella right now and she's…um…fuck…I gotta' go. It just better not be anything too fucking personal and I ONLY talk to Krysti. PERIOD. But make sure she brings me lollipops. A WHOLE FUCKING BUNCH OF THEM! C-ya" E.