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Chapter 7- Dirty Little Secret

BPOV

After our meeting with Katie, I had a myriad of emotions wash over me. 8 hours a day- glued to each other. No getting around it. Who would want to hang out with me for that long? I am so freakin' boring. I read books. I listen to my music and study for my part in this movie and then the next day do it again.

I ran my hand through my hair and counted the tiles on the ceiling of my suite again. Yes, I am laying on a bed alone worrying how I am going to spend that much time with the wet dream that is Edward and not let him bed me. If I take the professional approach, things should be just fine, right? I won't have to change my underwear that many times in one day.

Shit! It's just a lost cause. Given the opportunity, I would definitely ride him – girlfriend or not. Its just a sin not to.

I was feeling guilty at some of these thoughts and well; maybe I could redeem my impure thoughts. I will text Mike and get back on track.

What are you doing?

Time passed and I was all whatthefuck?

Sorry babe! I was in my new art class.

Art class?

Just signed up since you are gone and I have some free time here and there.

What kind of art?

I know that Mike is no Vincent Van Gogh and laughed at what could possess him to think of taking up art. I mean I am all for fostering his creative side and all, but he said that he would be too busy to come visit often, so what's up with this?

Just some sketching thing at the community college down the street.

He was being too evasive and I felt like we were diving into a session of 20 questions. Why was he beating around the bush?

What are you sketching exactly?

It's more like whom, baby.

What!!??

Its nude drawing and there is a student model – her name is Christy.

I didn't ask her name…hmmm…maybe he was doing more than beating around a bush. Maybe it was her bush. Two can play at this game. Time to make him privy to my extracurricular activities.

Well, I wanted to let you know that I'll be tied up over the next 2 weeks. Edward and I have to spend 8 hours a day with each other and I just don't know if I will have the opportunity to call or text as often.

I hit send and turned off my cell because I knew that he would be blowing it up with calls in T- minus 5 seconds. I didn't want to deal with his jealous shit. Let him stew on that while he is finger painting the hell out of his model.

Just then, my hotel phone rang. Shit! I forgot about that phone. Might as well face the music before the hotel blames me for having to change its number.

I picked up in huff and started talking. I had my hand on my hips and was fully prepared to defend my actions.

"I don't know what kind of girl you think I am, but I am not falling for your shit this-"

"Bella, Bella!" an excited voice interrupted.

Isn't there a limit to how many times can I embarrass myself?

"Oh sorry, I thought you were someone else."

"Remind me not to piss you off. I would hate to see the guy after you do release your fury on him!"

"Hah! I guess your right. Its just… don't you find that sometimes its hard to trust people? It takes so much for me to let someone in and when I do finally let that wall down, I inevitably get hurt. I guess I am guilty until proven innocent kind of person."

I have a serious case of verbal diarrhea. Uhhh! I groaned to myself. Why did I just divulge that drivel to him? He could probably give two shits.

"I have definitely had some…umm… experiences myself. When you have any bit of money or fame, it just makes people more fake and I find that I have to choose my friends very wisely and just forget about any lasting commitments. I can say I have been burned."

I wondered who would not do everything in their power to keep such a fine specimen of the male population. If someone like him could get burned, then nobody was safe! I felt bad for bringing up any bad memories for him and had a compelling urge to bitchslap anyone who dared to hurt him.

I was already feeling much more at ease with my current relationship debacle after our little exchange. It's amazing what an effect he has on me.

"Hey… It's 6ish right now and I was calling to cordially invite you dinner. There is an exceptional sushi place around the corner called Miku Sushi on Robsen. You like sushi right?"

He didn't just ask me on a date, did he? I shouldn't make any assumptions. He is with Rosalie and I am with Mike. The only reason he asked is probably because he had to spend the "mandatory time" with me. If only…

"Sure. What time do you want to meet there?"

"Now what kind gentleman would I be if I didn't walk with you there? Meet you in the lobby at 8pm."

"Oh, just figured that Rosalie…"

"Fuck Rosalie. She is not invited. She and some of those other fucktards are practicing some of their fight scenes tonight, anyway."

Perfect. Now she is trained to come kick my ass.

"Ok-see you then."

After hanging up the phone, I strolled over to the mirror and recoiled at reflection. I am no competition for Rosalie, so fuck it. Black jeans, white t-shirt and jean jacket with a beanie it is. At least this way, there are no expectations. Keep it casual Swan.

I had some time to spare, so I flopped on the bed and dialed through my iPod. Kings of Leon.

I awoke with a gasp. Shit! I fell asleep. I dashed in the bathroom to run a brush through my hair. Dammit! I have a crease on my face from the bed. Typical Bella for my semi date. There is nothing I can do about it now.

I ran downstairs and was just in time to meet with Edward for our walk to the sushi place.

On our walk we talked about what our favorite places to dine were in LA. I was surprised that we frequented some of the same dives. It was amazing that we hadn't crossed paths before now.

I tried to ignore the fact that Edward himself looked particularly scrumptious that evening. He had some dark grey casual slacks on. His shirt was a black button down shirt that was rolled up to the elbows and threatened to tease me with the fact that the top 2 or 3 buttons were undone. I could make out a hint of the refined muscular lines hidden beneath.

Gawking was not my style, but clearly the hostess did not share that same policy. Edward motioned to one of the small tables in an intimate alcove and she begrudging showed us to it. We both watched as she huffed and walked off.

I shook my head and chuckled. Edward must get this reaction often – he was probably used to this catty behavior over him.

I looked up and noticed that Edward seemed to be searching my face to find out what was so funny. I instantly motioned towards her retreating form and he seemed to get it.

There was the crooked grin again. That combined with the glow from our table candle on his face was enough to give me those damn butterflies and it seemed that they also flocked to my nether regions. I found myself in need of crossing my legs tightly. As I did that the friction of my jeans almost made my situation worse.

Wonderful. He had picked up his menu and was studying that while I was about to orgasm just sitting across the table from him. Bella is a smooth operator.

Our waiter appeared a few minutes later to take our orders.

"Hello. I am James and I will be taking your order tonight. Can I get you started with a drink?"

"Hell yes!" I sputtered out almost uncontrollably. I have to get these hormones in check! "I would like a carafe of sake, please."

Edward looked at me a little in astonishment. "For me as well."

The whole time that he was taking the order, James seemed to be watching me, even when Edward was ordering. James was cute- sort of the opposite of what you might expect in a Japanese establishment. He was tall with short blond hair and had an athletic build. I would say soccer would be a good sport for him.

"How long have you worked here?" I wondered aloud.

James flashed a smile at me and said "I am actually filling in for a friend of mine who just had a baby, I guess I kinda stand out here." He motioned around the room at the fact that the entire staff was Asian.

I smiled back. This guy was pretty cool and points for helping his friend.

"Let me invite you and your boyfriend here to Glowbal lounge down the street. That's where I normally work."

"We would love to go, wouldn't we Edward? He is actually not my boyfriend, though." Finally looking towards Edward. His face was sullen, but he replied immediately.

"Sounds like a fucking blast."

James was beaming. "Well- I need to go get your orders in- bye!" He turned on his heels and left.

"He seemed nice enough, Edward."

"Yeh, in an Eric Northman from True Blood kind of way."

"Are YOU jealous that James might be hitting on your date?" I playfully jested with him.

"I don't care if you fuck him six ways till Sunday, but not when you are with me. When a girl is with me she is with ME." He almost growled as I followed the intensity of his eyes. "Besides, I told Mike that I would keep a watch on you." He added and smiled.

We digressed into other conversation… Mike… Rose and books.

By the time that we had paid and were walking back home, it was past 11pm. I wasn't in the mood to go out, but I still wanted to talk with Edward. As we neared my suite door I was trying to find something in my mental bag of tricks to say to him to invite him in without sounding like one of his over eager bitches.

Fail.

I turned around to say goodnight when I noticed Edward tapping his watch.

"Tisk, tisk Bella. It has only been 3 hours. How are we going to make up those other 5 before tomorrow?" He said followed by a wicked grin.

As if in a game of Jeopardy, my mind dinged and I mentally responded "What is fuck the hell out of Bella?"

But instead, I smiled and asked Edward if he would like to hang out in my room.

"Hold that thought Bella. You go get cleaned up and whatever and I will meet you back here in 20. I need to make sure that Alice is taken care of as well." Then I watched his fine ass jog down the hall.

I decided to call Mike… maybe out of guilt for the wonderful non-date that I had with Edward. Oh, and did I mention, he was coming back to my room! Yippy!

That call was fruitless, mostly because he didn't answer. Cocksucker.

I jumped into my jammies and cleaned up. Yes, they are jammies because they are the most non-provocative things I own- sweats and a t-shirt. Seriously, I was not expecting visitors in my bed.

Just as promised, Edward was back and he brought an unexpected bonus- his guitar. I almost squealed with delight. I had no idea he could play and I was just learning. We had similar taste in music, but now I really could see what made him tick.

I could tell that we were already a little toasty from the warm sake at the restaurant, but the gracious hostess that I am, I offered Edward a beer.

"So… what can you play?" Indicating to the guitar.

I sauntered over to the bed and sat cross-legged.

"I can take requests" He said with a smirk and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Do you have anything of your own?"

With that, he began strumming the tune to a beautiful song. It was haunting in its pureness, but it was nothing compared to when he actually started to sing.

Ooh

Standing by a broken tree

Her hands are all twisted,

She's pointing at me,

I was damned by the light comin'

Over all as she

Spoke with a voice that,

disrupted the sky.

She said,

"Walk on over, yeah

to this bit of shade,

I will wrap you in my arms"

And hold you safe,

"Let me sign,

let me sign."

I sat there stunned. I may have breathed at one point. When Edward sang, his velvety voice exuded such raw emotion that I actually felt a tear gently trickle down my cheek.

I was enamored and speechless and everything all in one sensation that makes you forget your own name.

Edward looked over at me and gave me a furtive glance before setting his guitar down, leaning it against a nearby chair. He came back to sit crossed legged in front of me.

Words had not been exchanged only longing and just in that moment I reached out with both hands cupping both sides of his face and brought his lips to mine in a desperate crush. A current was between us and I got goose bumps on the back of my legs even.

Lips so soft and hungry at the same time embraced my own. We were both instantly up on our knees facing each other wanting for the intimate closeness that our bodies could afford. His arms wrapped me in a passionate embrace, one hand fisting my hair at the back of my head and the other around my waist to the small of my back pressing me into him.

His needy kisses slowed into delicate worship of my lips and he stared into the abyss of my soul. His mouth parted and his tongue graced my lips for the short instant before I kissed him back in the same manner wanting to taste him in the most inappropriate ways.

Consciousness finally returned as we opened our eyes and stared at each other. So much was said without being said with us. Edward smiled that crooked smile and I sighed.

"I uhhh… I'm sorry that I attacked you like that." I said trying to make light of this new development.

"On the contrary, I enjoyed it immensely, but I don't know what your darling author Jane Austen would have to say about it."

I giggled and tossed a pillow at his head, missing him due to his incredible dodge ball skills.

"Now you've done it!" Edward grabbed one of the many decorative pillows and flung it my way and then playfully lunged for me.

"You know, I'm not scared of you." I giggled at he pinned me to the bed.

"You shouldn't have said that!" Edward said and then he started tickling the hell out of me. I was so giddy and I don't know when I had felt that good.

I could hardly catch my breath, I was laughing so hard. Edward finally stopped his tickle torture and let his hands rest on my sides as he hovered above my exasperated body.

Take me! Take me now! Hello- perfectly willing and able – table for one.

Edward diverted his beautiful green eyes from mine to follow his right hand as it gently ghosted down my cheeks, down my neck and over my collarbone. I turned my head to the side slightly as he did this to give him better access. Then he placed a slow and lingering kiss on the side of my neck that sent a shiver throughout my form. It could have been the most singularly erotic thing I had ever experienced without sex.

I deliberately rubbed my legs together from the sensations I was feeling at the apex of my thighs.

"I don't know what this is,…" He motioned between the two of our bodies. "… but I don't ever want it to stop."

"I feel it too." I said in a breathy response. I did feel it… pressed against me between only Edward's flannel pajama pants and sweat pants that I was wearing.

Edward found and my grabbed my hands. Intertwining our fingers on either side of my head, he pressed into me with his rock solid dick.

He then quickly rolled us over so that I was on top. I liked it on top. I could like it anyway with him. We moved our hips in time and was really fucking turned on. Too wet not be getting it on sans clothes.

Edward guided my hips as he pushed up against my core. I arched my back simultaneously as the friction overcame me. I should stop this soon…ugh…but so good…

He tucked his thumbs under the waistband of my sweats and tugged. The good angel and the devil on either side of my shoulders were high fiving each other.

"See the stone set in your eyes

See the thorn twist in your side

I wait for you

Sleight of hand and twist of fate

On a bed of nails she makes me wait

And I wait without you

With or without you

With or without you"

I groaned and hopped off of Edward to reach for my cell. Mother fucking cockblocked!

It was close to 1am and Mike would be highly suspect if I didn't answer my phone.

"What's up Mike?" I rattled off in an irritated manner.

"Just checking in. I saw that I missed a call and I was thinking of you just now."

"Ummm… me too." I should have felt guiltier, but I didn't.

"What have you been doing?"

More like what I would like to have been doing… my mind wanders.

"I have been working on character development." Damn, I just whipped that one out of my ass. I am goooood!

"I know that you will be superb and nail it! I have been meaning to tell you that I picked out a sofa for our place…"

"Hey- I don't mean to cut you off, but I have to (fake yawn inserted here) go to bed. I have a really early (yawn) morning- ok?"

"Sure sweetie. I will call you tomorrow."

After that we ended the call.

I dragged myself back over to Edward who hadn't moved from our spot on the bed and had the largest Cheshire cat expression on his face.

"You think that was funny- don't you!" and I pounded a pillow on Edward's face.

"So that is how it is. Am I your dirty little secret?"

"What makes you think I would give you the privilege?"

"If only I knew what went on in that pretty little head of yours." Edward chucked as we both lay still.

When I couldn't bear to keep my eyes opened, I reached over and turned off the lamp, too tired to even try to kick Edward's sleeping angelic form to the curb.


Soooo... my husband is playing around the other day and says "If you can find someone to go with you, you can go to Vancouver." For those who don't know, they are filming Eclipse there for the next 2 months. I am so going to be a 32 year old set stalker! Proud moments. Looks like it will be an awesome girls weekend! Now- IF you were me, what would you do while you were there? I NEED help here!