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Chapter 6: Extremely Inappropriate

Edward's POV

God. This was so easy. Just acting like we were together. I tried my hardest not to get used to the feeling of her warm, soft body pressed up against my side.

"Hey. Its 11:30. Want to go back and get lunch? I make a mean peanut butter and jelly," I asked her.

"Sure. But I think I can do better than PB&J," she said with a laugh.

We walked back to the building in silence. She surprised me when she greeted George (in case you guys didn't remember, he's the doorman). She really was as down to earth as her brother.

"Want to check out my place? You haven't seen it yet," I surprised myself by offering. Then I mentally smacked myself. What was I thinking inviting her over to my apartment? She would totally think I was some creepy perv.

"Yeah, sure. Do you and Emmett usually hang out at your place or ours?"

"Usually his, but he already talked to me about giving you your space, if that's what your worried about," I said back to her. I wanted her to know that she was welcome to kick me out at any time.

"No! I want you around. I know I'm just Emmett's little sister, but I'd like to think were friends. I mean, you helped saved my life, and we had breakfast together. No one has breakfast together unless they're friends."

"You're right, we are friends."

Just friends.

Bella's POV

What was I thinking making that comment about how we were friends? Now he'll probably think I am some sort of stalker.

He fumbled around in his pocket for his keys. As we stepped in I was first surprised at how clean it was. It was immaculate, almost sterile. I was scared to touch anything. But there were no signs that someone lived there. This is not how I pictured it would be after seeing Jasper's place. This apartment looked like no one lived there. There were not a lot of family pictures or decorations of any kind, no stay clothes, not even an empty glass in the sink.

"What do you think?" Edward asked me.

"It's the same layout as mine. And it's very clean…" I trailed off.

"Oh, you don't like it?"

"No. The apartment is fine. It just doesn't even look like you live here. Where is all your stuff?"

"Honestly I didn't let Esme work on it at all and I just kind of blew it off."

"It kind of looks like a hospital, but those have flowers and paintings on the wall. You need to add some color," I added dramatically.

"Come on, don't go Alice on me just yet. Let's eat."

"What do you mean 'go Alice'?" I asked him.

"Jasper's girlfriend is kind of eccentric. You'll meet her soon. She's in Jasper's grade though." He was shuffling things around in the fridge, obviously lost.

After I saw that he had cheese, tomatoes, and bread I stepped in, "Do you have a pan? I can make some grilled cheese."

"You always seem to be cooking. Emmett let me have a bite of that lasagna you made. It was almost better that Mom's, but don't you dare tell her that. "

I laughed at the comment about Esme, "I won't tell her. But I don't mind at all, after all without you I would probably spend the whole day bumming around in my apartment." I replied using his words from earlier.

Lunch passed easily and he surprised me by asking for seconds… and thirds.

Soon we were walking out the door and towards all the shops. We stopped at Sephora and I turned to face him, "You don't have to come in. You can just wait out here."

"No, I love watching random people put make up on," Edward said teasingly.

I just smiled back at him and started walking in. I grabbed a bag from one of the workers and started throwing make up products in. I was a women of routine and I rarely varied from the products I found that work for me. Edward found one of his friends from med school and was chatting with her. I tried to ignore the quick, burning, agony I felt in stomach when I saw how he looked at her. I am almost sure that was jealousy. In less than thirty minutes I was done and paid for. Edward was still in the same spot and I stood off the side, unsure if I should go or wait for him. I didn't want to make him feel pressured to go if he wanted to stay with his friend.

He made the choice when he cut her off and pulled me over to his side. He threw his arm around me and kissed the side of my face, "Hey baby, ready to go?"

"Um sure," I replied not really knowing what was going on.

As he steered me out of the store he explained, "She was really getting on my nerves. Maybe now she will back off after seeing that. Sorry I used you like that."

"No it's fine, I'm glad I could help. I need to go into Kennedy's for my uniform. Do you want to come or wait out here?" I asked him.

"No come on, lets go."

As we walked into the store, I explained that I was going to be starting Stanford Prep next week and I needed to get five sets of the uniform. The woman working stood me up on a platform and started measuring me. Edward slid down into an uncomfortable looking wooden chair and was watching me. It made me so self-conscious that he was here, especially when she was measuring my bust. She handed me a sample uniform and made me go put it on.

Edward's POV

God she was so hot. Just seeing her in that plaid skirt and almost see through shirt almost made me cum.

She handed me her clothes from before stepping up onto the platform. I laid them down across my lap trying to hide any evidence. The tailor measured everything and then pined the skirt. When she asked how long Bella wanted it, she bit her lip and blushed. Asking for whatever was normal for the girls at her school. So she pined it a good 8 inches above her knees. When the blush covered her face, I noticed that it almost went down further to her chest. I couldn't help myself from wondering how far down she blushed.

"I'm sorry Mr. Cullen, I won't be late for class again. Perhaps I could help you take care of the stress I put you through worrying about me," Bella said huskily as she stepped closer to me and undid my belt and zipper.

She smiled sexily as she lowered to her knees in front of me, pulling down my pants. She ran her tiny hands across me over my boxers before she pulled those down too. By this time I was hard as a rock. She leaned forward and timidly licked around the tip. I groaned and it took all I had not to shove my hands into her hair and fuck her mouth. When she leaned forward I could see all the way down her shirt and noticed her lacy red bra. As she put one hand on the base of my shaft, the other came up and started massaging her breast through her clothes.

"All done!" The tailor said, snapping me out of my extremely inappropriate fantasy, "I'll have 5 sets done by Monday. Pick them up whenever after that."

"Thanks," Bella's soft voice said. She turned to me and asked, "Is everything ok? You look like you were thinking really hard." She grabed her clothes off my lap and her hand came dangerously close to seeing how aroused I was.

"No, just school stuff. I'm fine. I know Emmett said you needed some clothes, do you have a favorite store you want to go to?" I asked her as she changed back into her regular clothes.

"What's close? I don't care, just somewhere I can buy not-school clothes. Jeans and whatever."

"Hollister is right around the corner."

"Sounds good. Let's go," she said as she walked past me out the door. She had her Sephora bag swinging from her arm and a purse across her body that sat right at her hip. She just looked so young and innocent there, walking along the street without anything to worry about. I felt like dirt for having that blow job fantasy back at the store. She shouldn't ever by doing that kind of stuff, this was Emmett's sister I reminded myself again.

Bella's POV

The way he was looking at me in the store, almost like he wanted me, was making me nervous. Could he really like me? I already verbally assaulted him about being my friend, there is no way I could ask him.

I quickly shuffled past him, hoping he didn't notice my ungraceful stumbling on the street. We walked into Hollister and I asked him if was getting anything.

"Um, I guess I'll look around. My mom usually shops for me and it's never at stores like this."

I laughed at that, "You are so spoiled by her. Don't worry just pick stuff out and I'll veto it if it looks hideous."

Like that could ever happen.

After we both had armfuls of clothes we went in the back to the fitting rooms. We were laughing about the obnoxiously loud music and dark lighting when the sales assistant came over and opened one door.

"This is the only fitting room open. Do you want to just go in together? The other rooms might not be open for a while."

We both just looked at each other. He nodded first and stepped in. I walked in after him and set my clothes down on the bench. Once the door was shut …

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