Chapter 3 The Holiday
By the next day, the flight was booked, bags packed, and we arranged our rides to the airport. I was almost hyperventilating over the idea of me and Edward (yes Edward!) riding in the same car for an hour, sitting next to each-other on the plane, and sharing a hotel-room in Florida!!!
"Bella, stop day-dreaming and get in the car". Edward ripped me out of my thoughts and opened my door for me, (such the gentleman).
"Sorry" I half grumbled half blushed.
Suddenly, we were on our flight to Florida. (A/N Pretend that the rest of the gang went before them and were gunna meet them there for my sake, pwitty pwease?)
I woke-up being shaken half an hour later by a gorgeous Edward.
"Bella, wake up. I got you some food".
"Thanks babes" Did I just call him 'babes'?
"That's quite alright baby". He replied chuckling. BABY?
An hour later, (far too short in my opinion), we were walking in the airport with our bags, getting in our taxi.
"TO THE HOTEL" Edward shouted at the top of his lungs, causing me to giggle hysterically.
"Shh, are you drunk?"
"No, are you?"
I just smiled widely and kissed him on the cheek, clearly NOT drunk.
Half an hour later, we were in our room, unpacking our bags and laughing hysterically about nothing in particular.
"What, laugh, are, laugh, we, laugh, laughing, laugh, about?"
"I... don't... know" I said between gasps.
Suddenly, I felt a pair of warm, wet, smooth, tasty lips on my own. All too quickly, he pulled back.
"I'm so sorry Bella. I-I don't know what came over me. I wanted to do that forever"
I pulled him by the collar, "Me too".
And with that, we were having a full make-out session on his side of the bed.
A/N Sorry for the cliffy. Wait till' next chapter to see what happens next, thanks for the reviews!