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Sincere apologies for the lateness of this chapter, life was hectic with exams, Christmas, family and all that jazz. I made this chapter is a little longer than usual to make up for it (: I hope you all had a lovely Christmas and will have an even lovelier New Year x
I despise Thursday. When I wake up on a Thursday morning, I always get the feeling that it's mocking me for not being Friday and making me get up and work with another day of work to look forward to, though I suppose if I got myself into this mind-set I'd develop a severe depression on Wednesday… What? Ugh, I hate Thursday.
Once I was safely dressed in my usual jeans and converse, I headed to the coffee shop and was surprised and intrigued as to why Edward was sitting in his usual spot reading the newspaper without a coffee in front of him. I mean, why else come to a coffee shop? He seems to have felt my presence (That's probably my ego speaking) and looked up as I entered. I nodded in his direction, received a nod back and made my way to the counter. Apron on and hair tied up, I returned to the counter to find Edward standing there with his newspaper under his arm. "Black coffee please" I was surprised, he was only ordering now? "Were you waiting here all this time to order? Wasn't Mike out? I'll kill that little-" He coughed and I looked up at him to see the tops of his ears turning slightly pink in embarrassment. I was thoroughly confused now. "Um, no. I just- " Another cough. "I wasn't thirsty until, um, now." I just stared at him blankly. He wasn't thirsty? What?
I simply nodded at him again and made his coffee without another word. He thanked me, paid and left. It wasn't until I saw him depart out the door that I came to the realisation. He'd been waiting for me. Whether he liked my coffee or he'd wanted to see me, either way, he'd waited. Not thirsty my ass. I scoffed.
Training started out as usual and I chose not the bring up the fact that I knew his secret about this morning, he'd surely deny it and even if he didn't, I wasn't sure what I'd do with such knowledge. We were both obviously attracted to each other, as we speak he's checking out my ass, completely unaware I can see him doing so in the glass of the window. I found the whole day's events amusing and I wanted to play. I straightened up and his gaze averted elsewhere. Nope, we can't have that can we? I smiled at him in the sexiest way I knew possible and walked over to the pool, swaying my ass as I did so. Facing sideways to him, I stretched my arms upwards showing off the curves of my breasts to the best of my ability. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him shake his head and turn away. He pulled his t-shirt over his head, leaving him in his swim shorts and turned to me.
"Race?" He swiftly dived into the pool and left me looking towards him with wide eyes. Guess he wants to play as well. I wouldn't concede. I climbed in and swam over beside him. We both placed a hand on the wall and he counted to three. We both pushed off the wall and swam with power. We both started wrong and our techniques were bent out of shape at the force we were using in determination to win. It was silly and stupid and I really enjoyed it. I slapped the wall with a giggle as he let out a loud laugh. I tuned to look at him and once again got caught by his eyes. They held such intensity I found myself unable to move or avert my gaze. His stare dropped towards my lips and back to my eyes and I felt a wave of déjà vu. Only this time I couldn't find it in me to walk away. His head descended and his lips were on mine before I could further examine my dilemma. They were incredibly soft and my stomach erupted in butterflies. It was passionate but urgent. His right hand came down from the wall and clutched my hair, deepening the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and we drifted through the water. His tongue licked my bottom lip before seeping into my mouth. My legs instinctively wrapped themselves around his waist and his left hand landed firmly on my hip, pulling me to him. Our bodies collided and I felt his need for me pressed against my stomach. We gripped and grabbed and grinded for all we were worth and I felt something inside me shift.
He pushed me against the ladder and carefully lifted me up, never separating our lips. He laid me on the ground and climbed on top on my body. I threw my head back as his lips left mine and travelled down my neck, leaving a path of fire in their wake. His right hand travelled up my torso and cupped my breast. I was too turned on to feel embarrassed about the moan I let out. A door slamming shut and a breeze of blonde hair going back out the way it came in brought me back to reality. Edward stopped his seductions and stared at the door the beauty had occupied only moments ago. "Shit" I muttered. His eyes snapped back down to mine and my attempts to push him off me. "Bella, I-" I shook my head and raised a hand to cut him off. "Please don't" I really didn't need to him confirm what my mind was already screaming at me. Mistake. Mistake. Mistake. I stood up, grabbed my towel and walked away from him with an uneasy feeling in my stomach. Oh hey, there's that déjà vu feeling again.
He didn't call after me or follow me to talk. He didn't do anything at all. Why am I not surprised. I was at home watching Keira Knightly in Pride and Prejudice with a bottle of white wine at my mercy. Elizabeth and Mr Darcy didn't get along at first, but they made it work. I mentally slapped myself for being foolish enough to relate my situation to a movie which ends with the couple's marriage. Elizabeth and Mr Darcy didn't have hot make-out sessions in a swimming pool either, did they? I looked towards the table where the empty bottle of wine sat. I sighed. Yes, I was back to sighing. Did I mention how much I hate Thursdays?
Waking up to the sun seeping through my curtains on a Friday morning had lost its glory. I felt sick to my stomach at the thought of training this evening. It was the second group training session of the week. The fact that Edward and I won't be alone came with a sense of relief mixed with disappointment. Though, I scolded myself for thinking the latter. Dressed, fed and after a little prayer that Edward will skip coffee this morning, I left my apartment and headed to the coffee shop. Head down in fear of what I might encounter inside, I went for the door only to be met by a hard body. I gasped and looked up ready to apologise only to see that dazzling pair of eyes I become so familiar with, looking back at me in surprise. I saw him open his mouth open, no doubt to say something but I ducked and basically ran inside before the words could be formed. I had never been gladder to be inside the coffee shop, away from the danger of outside.
I could hear Jessica and Lauren's embellished laughs all the way from inside the changing room. His laugh was closely followed. Man-whore. I couldn't stop myself from thinking. I knew I was being judgemental; they could have been having an innocent conversation. But Edward Cullen was a flirt and Jessica and Lauren were tramps. Perfect matches. I went out, ignoring his stares at me and made my way over to Jacob and Tyler. I was so glad Jake was back from visiting his folks. I needed him here. "Bee-Be!" Jake nearly shouts when he sees me. I can't hold back my grin. "Jay-bo-co" I replied just as enthusiastically. He wrapped his big arms and engulfed me. I was warmed instantly. I loved that Jake could do this; calm me in a second. "I missed you" He whispered in my ear. I returned the sentiments and we pulled back smiling at each other. I could feel Edward watching out interaction but forced myself not to care.
We quickly got to training and all competed in numerous races and challenges to test out times. Jessica, Tyler and I were on top as usual and it didn't go unnoticed by anyone how Edward left me out in his praises and avoided eye contact all night. Not that I cared of course. I inwardly scoffed at myself for trying to be nonchalant about it. After training was finished it was decided we would all go out for drinks to welcome our 'brilliant' new coach. Scoff.
I headed home to change. We were all to meet at the local bar at 10:15. I was dressed in tight jeans, 5 inch red bottom Louis Vuitton's and a sparkly black top that dipped low enough to be alluring, but still classy. I looked good and I felt good. I smiled at myself in the mirror after applying some eyeliner, mascara and lip gloss.
The bar wasn't packed but buzzing enough for there to be a good atmosphere. I spotted Jake chatting to Ben in the corner and headed over. He greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and swiftly put an arm over my shoulder and drew me in, as I relaxed into Jake's side I noticed Lauren talking to Tyler at a table beside us and after some scanning I saw Edward with Jessica at the bar. He looked over at me just before I looked away and caught my eye. I watched his eyes travel the length of my body stopping at shoes and my cleavage. I turned my head into Jake's neck in hopes to conceal my blush. He looked good. He was wearing a button down dark green shirt that brought out his eyes, black jeans and black sneakers. He looked good, really good. I said a silent prayer for strength just before I saw a beer appear in front of my face. I looked up to see Edward smirking at me. It was similar to the smirk he gave me at the club and my panties were instantly ruined. I blushed again and took it. I cursed myself for all the blushing I was doing and saw Jake staring curiously at me. No doubt he'd watched the encounter and saw my blush and was wondering what the hell was going on. I was wondering that myself. I smiled and shook my head at him to hopefully appease him of whatever he was thinking but he gave me a look that told me I would be hearing from him later. I turned back to Edward and thanked him for the beer. "My pleasure" He replied with what a smirk that was soon to be the death of me. Or my underwear.
There you have it. Chapter cuatro ;) Things are heating up between Bella and Edward and I soon hope to put the lingerie she's been saving to good use. But you must be patient and review (:
Burning Liberty.