A/N Ok, just a reminder here that I don't own the characters. I hope everyone is enjoying this story, and I really hope you continue to read as I post new chapters. Please review after each chapter, and I promise, it will help get the new chapters to you faster.
The morning had been productive after my phone calls. I got most of my work completed, and planned to take the afternoon off. I wasn't sure if I would spend the whole afternoon with him, but if I did, it wouldn't be a big deal to me. If he went back to work, well, I would just go home and read a book until Jasper came home.
At eleven thirty, Jacob poked his head back into my office. "Mrs. Whitlock? You have a package." He said, beaming a 100 watt smile. I looked up from my work, to a box about as big as a microwave.
"Bring it on in here and let's see!" I said, assuming it was something from Jasper, for forgetting our lunch date. He didn't usually send them; Alice was the culprit when I received flowers. She had excellent taste; and I enjoyed when she had them sent, but I couldn't help but frown as the thought of her sending herself things as well clouded my mind. Jacob brought the enormous box into the room, and sat it on my desk. He winked and I waved him back out the door. I stood up from my desk, and contemplated tossing the box into the trash. If I didn't love flowers so much, I would have done it, I'm sure of it. I snipped the ribbon off of the box, and removed the cardboard lid. Inside were dozens upon dozens of Gerbera Daisies. My eyes widened, and my heart ached when I saw them. Alice didn't order daisies. She always ordered long stemmed roses. I reached through the purple, blue, yellow, green, and pink daisies, and found the card.
I can't wait to see you.
It was simple, and hand written and it meant so much more to me than any other gift could. I held a flower to my nose, and smiled at the familiar smell of my favorite flower. I called Jacob for a vase, and had him get them in some water. I pulled my heels back on, and checked the mirror quickly to make sure everything was still right. My headache was long gone. A new ache grew inside of me, one I hadn't felt in a long time.
**meet me your place** he texted me as I walked out of my office building.
I smiled and boarded my train, heading towards my side of town. I got into my regular seat, and put my things down beside me. I got my phone out, and was about to text him, when he sat down beside me.
"Hi." He said with a grin. He looked around, the train empty besides us, and took my hand in his. He leaned back into his seat, and looked me in the eye. I leaned my head back to match him, and our noses were only inches apart.
"Hi." I said back, breathless from the closeness, and his simple gesture of holding my hand. "Thank you for my flowers." I continued. "They are beautiful." He shrugged his shoulders at me, and kissed the tip of my nose.
"You needed something to cheer you up, and I know how much you like daisies." He whispered.
"I um, I took the rest of the day off…" I whispered.
"Oh yeah, what a coincidence…" he replied, "I did exactly the same thing." I blushed at him, as our train started its ascent into the tunnels, and the lights flickered. He kissed my nose again, and we leaned our heads together. We sat that way, silently enjoying each other's company for the fifteen minute ride to my apartment. The familiar buzz snapped us back into our reality, and we both stood up to exit our train. He squeezed my hand, and released it, stepping out of our seat to let me ahead of him. I stepped out, and gasped, when my body bumped his in the tight space of the aisle on our train. He pressed his nose against the back of my neck and groaned while his hand rested on my waist for a brief moment. I could feel his whole body against mine, and we stood that way for what seemed like hours, but in reality was only seconds. He released me, and kissed the back of my neck, sending chills down my spine. We exited our train, and walked a short way to the apartments. The doorman didn't look twice when he saw us enter together, he lived in the same building as Jasper and I did. We entered our elevator, and he pressed the button. The doors closed, and we stood there silently, waiting for the elevator to rise. It seemed like it took ages to move, but finally we were heading up and he spoke to me.
"Bella, I want you to know, that I don't want to take this any farther if you aren't comfortable with it. I don't want to do anything that will make you regret any of this. You haven't crossed that line yet, and I don't want you to do that until you know for sure that this is what you want. That I am what you want." He looked at me with desperate eyes; he was leaving it up to me to decide if we took this farther. He was leaving it up to me to say no.
"Edward," I sighed, "I'm so lonely. Jasper never talks to me anymore. It's like im not even here." I said, with tears flowing freely. He closed the space between us then, and dropped my purse and briefcase on the floor. He cupped my face in his hands, and gently, kissed my lips. It was the first time he'd kissed my lips. He had kissed me on the shoulder and the nose before, and kissed my hands before, but never on my lips. I gasped, and tears fell down into his hands. He walked me slowly backwards until my back was pressed against the elevator wall. He kissed slowly and tenderly, until I responded. My breath hitched, and I parted my lips. His kiss became more eager, and his hands left my cheeks, and traveled to my collarbones. He traced them with his fingertips, and ran an index finger down the v of my blouse. The heat of his touch branded my skin, and it screamed for more contact. I wrapped my hands around his neck and leaned into him. He held me upright as my body shook underneath his touch. I drove my fingers into his hair, as his tongue darted into my mouth. My nostrils were filled with his woodsy scent, and I tasted peppermint and cigarettes on his breath. He ran his hands down my sides, and to my waist, each finger sending waves of heat into my skin.
The elevator dinged its arrival, and the doors flew open as we separated from the other's grasp. He picked up my briefcase and purse, and steered me out of the elevator by my elbow.
Mrs. Swan, an elderly lady that lived in our apartment building was walking her dog down the hallway as he drove me towards my door.
"Hello Mrs. Swan!" He called to her, as I reached for my keys.
"Oh, hello Edward!" she called back to him, never lifting her head to face us. I giggled breathlessly as she continued down the hallway and I heard Edward whisper, "Old bitty!"
I finally got the door unlocked, and almost tripped over my own feet when Edward tossed my purse into the sitting room. He slammed the door behind him, and leaned against it, his chest heaving from our laughter and our elevator kiss.
I held my hand to my chest, as I tried to steady my own breathing and stifle my own laughter when he caught my chin in his hand. His deep blue eyes locked on mine, and all laughter was gone.
"Bella, I'm only going to ask you this one time." he said, pulling my body flush against his. His hard stomach and the strength of his arms surprised me when our bodies made contact. My eyelids fluttered, and he smiled at me. I was ready for him. I was willing to do whatever he wanted. I was past all my fears, and was ready to give him all of me. I bit my lip, and nodded my head slowly to him, telling him I understood, and I was ready.
"Bella, do you want Chinese or Japanese takeout for lunch?" he said, pulling his cell phone out of his pocket.
A/N OK, so that was mean, but I promise we'll get there ok? that was their first official kiss there, and believe you me, there's some serious sexual tension floating around in that apartment. We gotta be careful so we don't cause any electical sparks... we dont wanna cause a fire do we??? ANYWAY... Leave a review, and I will get another chapter up for you soon! BIG KISSES TO THE PEOPLE REVIEWING ALREADY!!!
