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Chapter 3
Bella
Alice was relieved when we returned to her car and there were no sticky smudges or post-it notes. Although there was a note someone had left under the windshield wiper. It was from the prick that had hollered at her that morning. She grabbed the note. "'If you change your mind about that ride, the name's Mike. Call me.' Yeah. In your dreams, buddy!" She rolled her eyes and crumbled the paper in her hand. I just shake my head as we ease into our seats, heading home.
After my encounter with Edward earlier, Alice told me that he was totally into me, which I didn't believe. He was too gorgeous. He probably had a girlfriend as beautiful as Rose. I was still mortified that I had caused that beautiful man pain, even if it was an accident. I couldn't stop thinking about him during Algebra 2. Those stunning green eyes and the tangled mess of bronze hair that I wanted to run my hands through like he had. At least I'd get to see him again after the scrimmage tonight. I was hoping our next encounter wouldn't involve any doors colliding with foreheads. I planned on actually holding a normal conversation, and possibly flirting a bit. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't hoping for a hot make out session as well, but I doubted that would happen. Especially after all I did this morning was stare at him like a dumb ass.
"It looks like Jasper is still here. You still want me to make him brownies, right?" I look at her waiting for an answer.
"Of course! I'm so excited. I've been dying to get home so I can see him again. I was really hoping we'd run into him at some point today." she bounces in her seat and throws the car into gear, speeding out of the parking lot.
We get home around two fifteen, and I start gathering the ingredients for the brownies, while Alice opens the front window and turns on the radio. She is dancing around the living room and singing loudly. I watch her move gracefully around the room before preheating the oven. I mix the butter and sugar together, followed by the eggs and vanilla, and finally the cocoa and flour. Once everything is mixed together, I grab a baking pan, greasing it, and spreading the brownie batter mix onto it evenly. I open the oven and place the baking pan on the rack. I wash the bowl and other utensils I had used, and head into the living room.
I sit down on the couch and pull my laptop out of my bag. I figured I would check my email and write Renee a quick one while I am waiting for the brownies to finish cooking. I open my inbox, and see that there isn't anything of importance. Just some spam mail. I delete them quickly, and click on Compose. I insert Renee's email address and write Checking In as the subject.
Hey Mom. Just wanted to check in and let you know how things are going so far. Alice and I love the new apartment. It's a little small, but cozy. I think you'd like it. Today was the first day of classes. Most of mine seem pretty easy so far. American History might be a little bit of a challenge, but I'm sure I'll manage. I met some new friends. We're actually going to a football scrimmage tonight with them. It should be fun. Tell Phil hi for me. Miss you and love you. ~Bella
I hit the send button right as the alarm on the oven goes off. I pull the pan out, and use a toothpick to check and make sure they are done. "Perfect!"
"Mmmm. They smell good. Can I have one?" Alice asks as I sit them down on top of the stove.
"Not yet. They have to cool first." I walk back into the living room and pull out my phone, sitting down on the couch. Alice follows behind. "I'm going to call Rose and see when we should meet up with her before the scrimmage."
She nods. "Okay. I'm going to go touch up a little before we go over to Jaspers."
She walks down the hall to her room, as I scroll through my contacts list. I found Rose's name and hit call.
It rang 3 times before she picked up. "Hey Bella."
"Hey Rose. Are you still on campus?"
"No, we're over at one of Emmett's teammate's place right now."
"Oh okay. I was just calling to see what time we need to be at the stadium."
"The scrimmage starts at seven, but the guys have to be there at six, so we could meet then, and go grab a snack before it starts. We usually go out for dinner after the games, so we'll decide where to go later."
"Okay. That sounds great. I just got finished baking some brownies. We're taking them over to our neighbor. Alice thinks he's hot. See you in a couple hours. Bye."
"Okay. Call me when you guys get there. Bye." I waited for her to hang up before closing my phone.
Alice comes out of her room then. "Okay. How do I look?" She does a twirl so I can get a full three sixty view.
"Beautiful, as always! I'm sure he'll be pleasantly surprised." I smile at her and walk back into the kitchen to cut the brownies. I put a few in a Tupperware bowl for us, and the rest I stack on a plate and put some saran wrap over them. "You ready?"
"Yes. Let's go." she skips over to the door, bouncing on her tip toes as she waits for me to follow.
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I give Alice the brownies as we reached Jasper's front door. I knew she would want to give them to him herself. She takes the brownies in one hand, and knocks on the door with the other, looking back at me nervously and smiles. She waits about thirty seconds, before knocking again, a little louder. We know he is here. His Ducati is in his parking spot, and we can hear the TV on. Just as Alice is starting to get worried, the door swings open, and Jasper smiles, leaning against the door frame. "Hey Alice. What's up?" He is trying to play it cool, but I can tell he is happy to see her.
"Hey Jasper. Bella and I wanted to bring you some brownies and formally introduce ourselves." she smiles and holds out the plate of brownies for him to take.
He smiles and chuckles to himself quietly, like he is part of some inside joke, and reaches out to take the plate from Alice. "Well, thanks girls. This will be a great snack before the scrimmage. Come on in." He turns and starts walking, gesturing at us to follow him inside.
Alice looks over at me, smiling wildly, and walks in behind him, following him to the kitchen. "You're going to the scrimmage too?" she asks, obviously excited about that.
Jasper laughs again and looks back at her, smirking. "Well, yeah, of course I'm going. It wouldn't be very good if the quarterback didn't show up for the game."
Alice giggles. "Yeah, I think that would be pretty bad. So you're the quarterback, huh? That's awesome. I can't wait to watch you play."
I step inside listening to their conversation and turn to shut the door. I am about to walk toward the kitchen where Alice and Jasper are, when I see Edward sitting on the couch. I had to do a double take to make sure it was really him. He was staring at me with those beautiful green eyes again. His legs were propped up on the coffee table in front of him, and his hands were clasped behind his head. He flashes me that amazingly sexy smile again. "Hey Bella."
"Hey Edward. What are you doing here?" I ask, trying not to sound too excited about it. I felt my heart speed up. He looks happy to see me. I am beyond excited that he is here. I walk over and sit on the opposite end of the couch.
"Jazz is one of my teammates. Emmett, Rose, and I came over after practice to chill for a little while before our scrimmage. They're in the back room." He nods his head toward the hallway. "They're...umm...relaxing." He laughs and shakes his head.
I immediately know what he means and start giggling. "Wait. Rose is here? That's funny. I just got off the phone with her."
"I know. So, what are you two doing here?" he asks, smirking the same way Jasper had just a few minutes ago. I had a feeling Rose must have repeated what I said about taking brownies to our neighbor and the fact that Alice thought he was hot.
"Alice has a crush on Jasper, so I told her I'd make some brownies and we could bring them to him. I think you probably already know that though." I laugh and smile at him.
"Yup. So does Jazz. She didn't have to try to seduce him with brownies though. I think the feelings are mutual."
"Good to know. Hey. You want to try one of the brownies? Alice says they are the best she's ever had."
"Hmm. Are you trying to seduce me too, Bella?" he joked. He is obviously flirting with me and I like it. Alot.
"Maybe." I say, trying to sound innocent, and give him a devilish grin. I get up quickly and head toward the kitchen, looking back to see if he is following me.
He runs his hand through his hair again like I saw him do this morning. "Well, shit. I gotta try one then." He chuckles and gives me that crooked smile again.
We walk into the kitchen and freeze, not wanting to interrupt what is going on between Alice and Jasper. They are both eating brownies. Alice is sitting on the counter on one side and Jasper is facing her, leaning against the counter directly across from her. Their eyes are intense as they stare at each other. Alice takes another bite and throws her head back, moaning. It sounds like she is going to have an orgasm right there on the counter. I look over at Jazz when I hear him mumble quietly to himself. "Jesus!" What is she doing to him?
Edward clears his throat, trying to announce our presence. They brake their gaze to look at him. "Sorry to interrupt, but Bella wanted me to try one of her brownies."
"They are fucking delicious, dude." Jazz mumbles as he chews another bite of the one he is holding.
Alice hops down from the counter, grabbing the plate and holds it out towards Edward. "Bella is an amazing cook." She looks over at me, smiling.
I watch as Edward takes one off the top, breaking off a small piece, popping it in his mouth. He starts chewing, and then I hear the most glorious moan come from him. It rivales the one Alice had let out a minute earlier. Is he trying to give me heart failure?
"Fuck, Bella. She's right. These are the best goddamn brownies I've ever tasted." he says as he eagerly takes a much larger bite, moaning again, before looking over at me with a worried look on his face. "You better not ever tell my mom that though. It would break her heart if she knew her brownies weren't my favorite anymore."
We all laugh, and I grab one for myself. It made me feel good that he liked my brownies more than his mother's. The mention of his mom made me think of Charlie. He would probably love Edward, seeing as he was a big football fan. What was wrong with me? I haven't even known him for 8 hours and I was already thinking about him meeting my dad. I felt my cheeks blush again. "I won't. I promise." I smile at him and we all walk back to the living room.
Alice, Jasper, and I sit on the couch. Edward sits in the matching lounge chair that is positioned adjacent to it. "So what position do you play, Edward?" Alice asks as she tucks one of her legs underneath her and shifts positions to face him.
"I play running back. Jasper has one hell of an arm. We make a pretty good team. He keeps me on my toes. I think we'll have no problem on the field tonight."
"We're gonna kick some ass!" Jazz adds enthusiastically.
Edward laughs. "Damn right. It won't hurt knowing there are two hot chicks in the stands cheering us on either. " I hear Alice giggle. My eyes met his as I realize what he just said. He just cocks his eyebrow at me and smirks again. I feel the heat rise in my cheeks and I'm sure they are even redder than they had been this morning. I really wished we were alone at that moment because I wanted nothing more than to make out with him. He must have been thinking the same thing, because he nodded his head towards the front door, keeping his eyes locked with mine. I nod my head once, realizing that he wants to go to my apartment. I am trying to come up with an excuse for us to leave when he speaks. "Do you ladies have any milk at your place? I'm really fucking craving a nice cold glass of milk after eating that delicious brownie. Jazz doesn't have anything besides orange juice and soda in the fridge."
I answer quickly. "Well, lucky for you, we do. That actually sounds really good. I'm pretty thirsty myself." I stand up, not wanting to look too eager to leave. "Do you guys want anything?" I turn toward Alice and Jasper, knowing they wouldn't.
Alice shakes her head. "Nope. I think I'll stay here and hang out with Jazz for a little while." She winks at me, obviously knowing what we are doing. I didn't feel bad though, because I knew she probably wanted to continue what we had interrupted earlier in the kitchen. They'd probably be making out the second we left.
I laugh quietly to myself and nod. "Alright. We probably need to start getting ready for the game around five. It was really nice to meet you Jasper." I smile and waved at them as I walked toward the door. Edward got up and followed behind me.
"You too, Bella."
I open the door, and head over to our apartment.
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We didn't speak as we walked quickly to the opposite side of the building where the door was. I unlock it and head straight for the kitchen, glancing over my shoulder to make sure he is still following me. His eyes are intense as they met mine, and I turn my head away from him quickly. I knew if I stopped to say something, I wouldn't be able to resist jumping him right in the middle of the living room. I realize that Alice left the stereo on, as the words to the song jump out at me. They are telling Edward exactly what I am thinking at that moment.
In my head, I see you all over me.
In my head, you fulfill my fantasy.
You'll be screaming out.
In my head, it's going down.
In my head, it's going down.
In my head. Yeah. In my head.
I remembered the DJ saying it was Jason Derulo the last time I had heard it. My breathing speeds up as I reach the kitchen. I walk straight to the cabinet and immediately reach up to open the door, when I feel Edward grab my wrist. He pulls it down and I feel his other hand push on my waist, wordlessly directing me to turn around. My breath hitches at his touch. I turn slowly, my stomach flipping again, and meet those gorgeous green eyes. He has a devilish grin plastered on his face and I know that he noticed the song playing too. His face is literally inches away from mine. I can feel his warm breath on my skin and he smells so fucking good. He releases my wrist and brings his hand up to my face, grabbing a piece of my hair, and tucks it behind my ear. I feel my cheeks blush again as he leans down and pressed his lips against mine. My eyes close and my lips part as I welcome his.
His lips are soft and warm. He is cupping my face with his hands now. I reach my hands up and run them though his hair, because I've wanted to do that all day. His hair is soft, just like I imagined it would be. He lets go of my face and grabs my hips and pulls me into him. I can feel how hard he is and I am immediately turned on. I feel the heat building between my thighs and my nipples harden. I wrap my hands in his hair and tug lightly as he sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and moans. Holy fucking Christ.
He is an amazing kisser. I dart my tongue out and search until his meets mine. Our tongues are exploring desperately. We are both breathing heavy as his hands slowly slide under the edge of my shirt and he slide them up and down my sides. His touch makes me shiver. He pulls his lips away from mine. I moan in protest as I open my eyes, sticking my bottom lip out to pout. I know I am red even though I'm not really embarrassed.
"You are so fucking sexy, Bella." He whispers as we both fight to find our breath.
I wrap my hand around his neck and pull him back down so I can kiss him again, humming against his lips. "God, Edward. You can't say stuff to me like that."
He pulls his lips away again and I watched as his eyes move down, focusing on my tits and he smirks. "Why not? They seem to like it." He body is still pressed against mine and I feel his dick twitch. I gasp when I realize he can see my nipples poking through the fabric of my shirt. I pull my hands down quickly, grabbing my breasts to cover them. Oh God. Traitors! I blush as I look away from him.
I am suddenly ashamed of getting so worked up. I am not some slut that fucks after only knowing someone for a few hours, but if I don't stop now, I have a feeling that's exactly what I will end up doing. I step out from between Edward and the counter. "Did you want that glass of milk now?" I walk to the fridge and pull out the carton. I walk back to where Edward is standing and pull out two glasses from the cabinet.
He is obviously confused and worried. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I just don't want you to get the wrong impression." I say nervously, as I pour us each a glass of milk.
"Oh." I hand him a glass and he stares at me, realizing. "Shit, Bella. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. You probably think I'm one of those typical assholes who's just trying to get into your pants, huh?" He lowers his head and it looks like he's embarrassed.
I stare down at the glass of milk not wanting to look at him. "It's okay. I can't blame you. I mean, I did seduce you with my brownies, remember?" I was trying to lighten the mood.
He chuckles. "Yeah, but that doesn't give me the right to go rubbing my cock all over you."
I never take my eyes off the glass as I speak. "Oh, please! It's not like I didn't like it. I just...I don't know. I just want to get to know you. But it's kinda hard to concentrate, let alone try to have a conversation, if our mouths are preoccupied." I laugh nervously. I am scared that he won't be interested in me now that he knows I'm not going to fuck him.
"Bella, look at me." His voice is soft, but demanding. I slowly look up, meeting those piercing green eyes again. "Yes, I think you are really fucking hot...I mean, you're beautiful. But I also think you are funny, and charming, and probably really interesting too. Fuck! I don't care if we ever touch again, if that's what you want, as long as you want to see me. Okay, I can't lie. I do care about that, because I will be really disappointed if I never get to kiss those gorgeous lips of yours again." He sucks his bottom lip into his mouth and smiles.
I am shocked. This amazingly sexy guy thinks I am beautiful, and funny, and charming, and he wants to see me again, and kiss me again.
"I would be really disappointed about that too." I laugh. "But, let's just try to have a normal conversation for a minute. I definitely want to do that again though."
"Me too. Okay...a normal conversation. I think I can handle that. Should we go sit on the couch or something?"
"Sure." I nod and we walk into the living room. He sits down on one end and I sits on the other. He looks over at me, frowning, and pats the spot next to him. I laugh and scoot next to him.
"So, Bella, what's your major?"
"English Lit. I've always loved reading. I want to be a professor."
"Nice. You're gonna be a fucking hot professor! All you need is some stilettos and a pair of those sexy reading glasses." He laughs and I scoff, raising an eyebrow at him in warning. "What? A normal conversation can't involve hot professors? Okay, fine." He crossed his arms, and his smile turns into a pout. He looks adorable and I really wanted to kiss him again.
"What about you?" I ask instead.
"Well, I'm actually here on a football scholarship, but I'm majoring in Music. It's my true passion. Specifically composing. My mom is a piano teacher, so I grew up playing, which eventually lead to composing. Weird combination, huh? My parents thought I should try out for football in high school. I was a really fast runner and they thought I needed to explore all my options. Much to my surprise, and theirs, I turned out to be pretty damn good at it too. I do love to play, and this way, I can do both of the things I enjoy most." He shrugs.
"Wow. That's great. I'd really love to hear you play sometime. I listen to classical music when I'm studying or I just want to relax. It's so beautiful and calming. Okay...my turn now. What's your full name?"
"Edward Anthony Masen."
"I like it. It's a very strong name." I smile at him and nod in satisfaction.
"What's yours?"
"Isabella Marie Swan." I say Isabella mockingly and roll my eyes because I hated it. I prefer Bella.
"You don't like it? I think it fits you perfectly. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl." My heart sped up again and the heat in my cheeks was back. "And where exactly is Isabella Marie Swan from?" He shifts positions and throws his arm on the back of the couch behind me.
"Forks. Its a couple hours east of here. It's really small. I moved there to live with my dad when I was ten. My parents are divorced. My mom married my stepdad then. He plays minor league baseball and they are on the road alot, so I don't get to see her much." I tried to hide the sadness that last statement held for me but it apparently didn't work.
"I'm sorry. You must miss her."
I sigh. "I do. We email all the time, and I usually go spend a few weeks traveling around with them during the summers. Are you close with your mom?"
"Yeah, we're really close. I'd do anything for her. I think our love of music keeps us close. Sometimes, at night, we'll sit at the piano together and play for hours. That's one of my favorite things to do, actually." He smiles to himself sweetly at the thought.
"That's really sweet. You're quite charming yourself, you know that?"
"Yeah well, I try." He flashes that crooked smile at me again and I blush a deep shade of red. He leans in, his eyes locked with mine. He brings his hand up to my face and runs a finger over my bottom lip. "So fucking sexy." I hear him mumble as our lips meet again.
