Title: Sinful Thoughts
Author: Readingmama/Vampiremama
Beta: AcrossTheSkyInStars, Who has stories of her own, so go read.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters. No copyright infringement is intended.

Continuity: AH/AU
Rating: M cause you never know when a lemon writes itself.

Chapter 3

BPOV

My sixteenth birthday came and went. My flat iron was a hit, and along with permission to start wearing makeup from Renee, I was starting to feel a little less like an ugly duckling.

I sat on my bed reading when my cell phone buzzed. I picked it up, uttering a distracted hello.

"Bella, it's Emmett," he said boisterously.

"Hey Em, what's up?" I asked, putting my book down.

"Do you know Kate McDonald?"

"Sure, she's a cheerleader right?"

"Yes, yes she is," he replied smugly, "but more importantly, she is my new girlfriend." If I hadn't known better I would have thought I heard a small squeal.

"Hey, isn't she the girl that dropped Jell-O on Rosalie last year?" I asked.

"Uhm, I don't know. Crap, I am glad I called you first then. I will tread lightly when I talk to the twins."

"So the fact that she harassed one of your best friends doesn't matter, you're still going to date her?"

"It's Kate McDonald, Bella. She is freaking hot!"

"Nice Emmett, real nice."

The conversation after that was brief. When I hung up, I heard Edward's cell ring across the hall. Emmett was pretty proud he bagged himself a hottie and he was making sure we all knew about it. Too bad the girl was a first class bitch.

I knew that my friends would not approve of Emmett's new love match. Not in the way we approved of Alice and Jasper. They were inseparable since the night of Lauren's party and I had the sneaky suspicion that Alice stamped Jasper's V card. She was a nice girl, but we really didn't see too much of her; they spent most of their time alone.

A single knock came at my door before it was pushed open. Edward stood there a moment before storming over and falling onto my bed beside me.

"Kate! Kate McDonald, can you believe him?" Edward asked. I was taken aback by how upset he seemed over the situation.

"Yeah, she's pretty horrible," I replied trying to concentrate on anything but the feeling of heat coming off his skin.

"She is more than horrible, Bella, she is using him."

"What do you mean? To get at Rose? I knew she dropped that Jell-O on purpose."

"No Bella, Kate asked me out last week. She is using Emmett to get to me."

I was stuck in the middle of two strong feelings. The first one was jealously or anger, I'm not sure which. I know there had been girls throwing themselves at Edward, but I thought he would tell me if any of them actually asked him out. The second was a protective feeling I felt for Em. I always defended my friends.

"How do you know that she just didn't decide to move on? You said no after all." My tone was petulant.

"Come on, she moves on to my only single guy friend? Pretty fishy if you ask me."

I choked on a laugh. "Did you just say fishy?" I snorted.

Edward's head shot to mine before snarling and throwing himself at me. His hands grabbed my sides and started squeezing. My laughter became louder.

"Stop, stop I can't breathe," I said through his tickles.

Edward eventually eased off, and while my stomach hurt from the laughing, the rest of my body missed the contact. I shook off the feeling and scolded myself for letting my teenage hormones override my sense of morality.

Edward rolled over and stared at the ceiling. I looked over at his face before deciding the safest thing to do was the same.

"How come you said no to Kate?" I asked, my voice almost a whisper.

"She's not the right girl for me," he replied.

"Yeah, you need someone nicer."

"Irina asked me out," he said.

"Oh," I said trying to hide my disappointment, "she's nice."

"Yeah, I'm just not sure if I like her that way, you know?"

"Yeah, I know."

We laid there for a while, just quiet. His scent was starting to invade my room. He was one of those guys who smelled naturally good. Of course he used deodorant and soap, but those things only seemed to enhance his natural smell, not mask it.

"Bella?" He said, his voice breaking through the quiet of the room.

"Yeah?"

"How about you? Is there anyone you are interested in?"

"Not really," I responded noncommittally.

"What about Mikey, he seems to like you pretty good."

"Yeah, he's a good buddy. The problem with dating in our group is what would happen if it didn't work out? It would tear us all apart. It would have to be so right before I even considered it, you know? I just don't think Mikey is the one."

"Bella, it's high school, it is so unlikely that any of us will find 'the one' in high school. And as for the group, I think we are strong enough to handle it. Even if we're not, it would be Mikey that gets voted off. He is the weakest link, goodbye." I laughed at Edward's attempt at humor and a British accent; he was such a geek sometimes. "Are you sure there isn't someone else, someone that is keeping you from finding temporary happiness with Mikey?" He tried to make his voice lighthearted but I heard an inkling of something else in his question.

"The ones I want are never available to me," I said. It was the closest I would come to a confession for a long time. It felt awful and it ripped at my heart. He didn't know and he couldn't ever know. It was wrong. They were my sinful thoughts and I would bear them alone.

My body was hyper-aware of Edward's as we lay side by side. I slipped my arm over his and my body calmed immediately. I closed my eyes as I slowly drifted to sleep. I was just about unconscious when a small knock came at the door.

Renee popped her head in. "There you two are. Dad and I just made popcorn and we are going to watch a movie. Why don't you come down too?"

"Be right there," Edward responded, picking only his head up off the bed. Renee closed the door and Edward's head dropped back down to the pillow.

"Okay Sweetpea, enough hanging out in our own world. Let's go join the 'rents."

EPOV

I could feel her softness pressed against my hardness and I bucked a little to test it out. Her moan let me know that I was doing things right. Her hair was underneath her, leaving her shoulders and breasts bare. She was a sight to see, the most beautiful woman in the world.

I tugged harder at my erection, trying to cum. I wanted to stop this fantasy before I actually thought about having sex with Bella. It was one thing to dream about it, that I had no control over, but to actively put her in one of my fantasies was sinful. I was lucky and it was the hand for the win. I sank back on my bed and grabbed some wet ones from the night stand. I cleaned myself off and stared at the ceiling, my breath still ragged from the session.

If I actually went out with Irina, I wondered if these thoughts would stop. Something both thrilled and scared me at that thought. I wondered what it would be like when Bella started dating. I tried to picture her with someone like Emmett; football player, all muscles, someone that could keep her safe. I immediately abandoned that line of thinking. Then I wondered about her with someone like me. She could find a quiet guy that would worship the ground she walked on. Maybe he would even look like me. That sent nausea rolling into my stomach. I didn't think I could handle that. If she were to choose someone like me it would only reiterate the fact that if our situations were different, she would choose me. It only made it hurt that much more.

Then I thought about Mikey Newton. He was a good friend and a decent guy, but he was so far out of his league when it came to Bella, it made me snicker. I thought that Bella dating Mikey would provide me with amusement and no real jealousy. I thought wrong.

"Edward, are we going or what?" Bella screamed through the door. I bolted up and pulled on my pants.

"Yeah, I'll be right out."

With Emmett dating Kate, and Jasper dating Alice, Bella and I had taken to spending more time together. Alone. Rose had taken up so many extracurricular activities that she was hardly around. Bella was avoiding spending time alone with Mikey.

We decided to take the thirty-minute walk to the movie theatre instead of taking a bus. Bella liked to tease me about my germ phobia. I didn't think I was being unreasonable, buses are disgusting.

We had taken to linking arms while we walked. It was innocent and yet I enjoyed the contact. We were walking past the elementary school when I felt Bella tug on my sleeve.

"Do you really want to go to the movie? Let's play instead." While I tried to ignore her words, I knew my brain was cataloguing them for later.

I looked over at her face and saw the innocent girl. She had her bottom lip between her teeth and she was looking so expectant I didn't have the heart to say no.

Bella saw the defeat in my face and smiled. She grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the swings. As soon as our bums hit the seats we settled into an easy silence that we had perfected over the years. The sun was setting and the orange light that was emitted from the sky was bringing out the red in Bella's hair. She looked stunning. Someone other than me was going to notice any day, so I put my plan in motion.

"So when are you going to give poor Mikey a chance?" I chuckled on the inside, still thinking this was the best plan for my sanity.

"So you really think I should give him a chance?" Her voice was quiet, and if I didn't know better, she sounded a little hurt.

"Sure, he is a good guy Bella, what do you have to lose?"

"Uhm, I guess nothing," she replied. The twinge in my chest should have been the first clue that this was a bad idea.

We swung for a while longer before a rumble in Bella's stomach alerted me to the fact we hadn't eaten.

"Do you want to go grab a bite?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said, hopping off the swing.

We emptied our shoes of sand before directing ourselves to the Fork's diner. It was a small place that they kept well cleaned and the food was all homemade. All the kids in town wished for an IHOP or something like that, but I thought our diner outshined all of those chain restaurants.

"Hey, just grab a seat and I'll be right with you," the waitress said.

The booths were empty so we chose one of those, sitting together in the back. I grabbed the only menu on the table and opened it so both Bella and I could read it. Not that the selections ever changed.

"Hello, can I start you off with a drink?" The waitress winked at me and ignored Bella. I felt my blood start to boil.

"What do you want Bella?"

"Coke," she said quietly.

"Two Cokes," I repeated louder. The waitress left and I sat there, seething.

"What's the matter?" Bella asked me, her eyebrows furrowed.

"That waitress is flirting with me," I stated indignantly.

"So? It happens all the time, Edward. What's the big deal?"

"She doesn't know you're my sister. It's in poor taste to flirt with a guy when he is out with another girl." Bella broke out laughing. It was not the reaction I was anticipating.

"Edward, she goes to our school. She knows I am your sister. Everyone in town knows I'm your sister. How can you be the only person in Forks that doesn't know everybody?"

"Whatever, it's still rude. I am out with someone and that should be respected."

"Oh Edward, you set the bar so high. How will any man live up to you?" Her words would have warmed my heart if there wasn't sarcasm seeping through each syllable.

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"Edward, Bella, can I see you in the kitchen please?" Mom's voice rang out through the house. I hit save on the document I was working on for school and closed the window before heading downstairs.

Bella was sitting on the couch texting while my parents stood in front of the unlit fireplace. She looked up when I entered the room but then went back to her texting. Her phone beeped and she laughed.

"Emmett," she mouthed, giving the only explanation necessary.

"Your father and I have something we want to tell you." Nothing good ever comes from a conversation that starts this way. "We figured you two are growing up and probably don't want to spend too much time with us anymore…"

"That's not true mom," I cut her off. She waved her hand at me as if to signify that it didn't matter.

"We want to take you kids on a nice trip for spring break."

Bella and I exchanged nervous glances. The last 'nice trip' Charlie and Renee took us on was to the Grand Canyon. Sure, it was nice to see it, but the thirty odd hours in the car with Charlie and Renee bickering over directions wasn't worth the view.

"Where we going?" Bella braved to ask.

"Hawaii," Renee screamed bouncing up and down, "the Newton's went last year and loved it."

I understood immediately that this was a keeping up with the Jones' kind of thing but I couldn't bring myself to care. We were going to Hawaii. And I refuse to admit the first thing that popped into my head was the thought of Bella in a bikini.

Bella's phone rang. "Sorry, are we done?" She asked, checking the caller ID. Renee made a sweeping gesture as if to say 'go on.'

I followed Bella out of the room, hearing her conversation as I followed her up the stairs.

"Oh hi Mikey," she said, "uhm yeah I have been thinking about it….." She closed her door before I heard anymore. Was this it? Would Bella be dating Mikey? Suddenly the amusement I felt about the situation was gone. I needed a distraction.

"Hi Irina," I said when she picked up her phone, "it's Edward. I've been thinking about you offer and I wondered if it was still on the table?"