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Previously:

There is a new Iphone waiting on the seat, with a otterbox already on it.

There is a sticky note on the phone with the words written.

Just take it Isabella. It is already activated and has everything your old phone had including the same number and all of your old needed numbers as well as one new number. See you tomorrow at 10am.

Edward Cullen

What? How? Shit..

What the fuck am I supposed to wear?

Chapter 7:

I arrived back at my mom's house. Man, I miss my apartment at school. Mom was actually home for once. I haven't even turned the stupid phone on.

"Hey sweetie, whatcha been up to?" She called out.

"Not too much mom, but I am really tired, and Alice and Rose made plans for me tomorrow so I am going to go take a shower and then crash. Love you!" I just talk in passing, as I really do not want to even have to bother with a conversation because I know that once she starts, she won't stop.

The shower feels so good, and it gives me time to wash away the stress from the last two days. Days like this were when I would kill for a large jacuzzi tub, where I could soak for an hour without the water getting cold, although with it being 100 degrees outside, I might not really want to be in a tub for long.

I went ahead and shaved my legs and my girly parts, I really want to try waxing. Hmmm… Maybe I will put a reminder to find out how much it costs in my new phone.

My new phone.. That is a whole set of issues on it's own. I am trying to stay pissed at Edward, but I did need a new phone, and I hate, hate, HATE, having to go all the way over to Brunswick, just to wait in line for 30 to 45 minutes just to replace my stupid phone. I will accept this gift, but I still say he is the jerk that made me drop it in the first place. I love the cover that is on it though, maybe my phone will survive the next time I drop it. Yeah, I don't even bother to try to lie to myself, I know I will drop it again.

I dry off from the shower and slather some lotion on my legs to make them super smooth. I am so worn out at this point I do not even bother to dry my hair, I just throw it up in a ponytail and collapse on the bed. I am out within minutes.

The next thing I know, I hear the doorbell ringing and pounding on the door.

What the fuck? Why is someone banging on my door at 10am on the 4th of July?

I hop out of bed and run out to go to the door, I wretch the door open.

"What is wrong?" I half speak, half yawn, man I was sound asleep.

I focus in on who is standing there and realize the person hasn't spoke, it is Edward, standing there just staring at me his facial expressions looked shocked, his beautiful green eyes slightly dialate.

Why? Oh shit!

All I am wearing is a pair of pajama shorts that leave little to the imagination and a thin cami top that has seen better days.

Play it off Bella, Play it off. Be totally cool. Hey, it is more clothes than your bathing suit covers.

"Edward, what are you doing here?" See, I can be cool.

His facial expression quickly turns from shock into an expression of being pissed off. I can almost see steam coming out of his ears. This is fun, I mentally grin.

"Isabella, you are supposed to be ready to go at 10 am. It is now 10:05 and you are still in your pajamas, at least I hope that these are your pajamas." That dark voice does thing to me.. Hmm.. maybe I should have used my vibrator last night.

"Edward, while I did agree to go with you and spend the day with you today for the 4th, you however, never did ask me if I had any plans this morning, nor did you even ask me, if I needed to do anything this morning, or hell! You didn't even ask me if I wanted to sleep in after having two busy days in a row. So excuse me if I did not think you were serious and that you truly wanted me up at 10am without even telling me what I needed to wear, let alone bring with me on this outing." The snarkiness is back.

"Now if you'd excuse me, as the fireworks do not even start until 9pm tonight, I am going to go back to sleep for a few hours, you can come back and pick me up at 1pm. I will be ready then."

I go to slam the door shut, trying not to smile, while inside I am doing the happy dance, thinking take that! Score 1 for Bella!

Bang!

The wooden front door slams back open.

I turn to look and the next thing I know I am upside down with a hard shoulder in my stomach.

"Wait! What are you doing?" I start squirming, he just tightens his arm around my legs even harder.

"Where is your room? We need to get your wallet, phone, and keys."

"What? Why the hell do I need my wallet? Where the fuck are you going to take me? PUT ME DOWN!" He just tightened his arm around me even more.

He just starts to walk down the hallway, and of course he picks my door first. He just opens it and walks right in with me still thrown over his shoulder. Thank God my mom isn't home.

He walks over to my nightstand where of course my purse is sitting, and then grabs it.

"Where is your phone?" That voice is getting darker.

"Let me down!" I yell.

"No."

No? No! That is all he says? No?!

Why is it that he seems to get calmer and I am just getting more pissed off, and secretly turned on. Wait.. No Bella!

I start to fight and try to twist and turn, trying to get off his shoulder. While I am doing this he grabs my phone, or rather the phone he bought and quickly spins and takes long strides to go back out of the house.

I finally pinch him hard. He smacks my ass with one quick hard smack.

"Ow!"

"Isabella, If you do not stop I am going to turn you over my knee and spank you hard, what you just got wasn't even hard. Stop it now!"

Oh Shit! Am I dreaming, fuck I have always wanted someone to take control, I hate having to make decisions sexually. I hate being on top, it does nothing for me. I have always wanted someone to take control, maybe then I could orgasm from someone doing it to me, not me taking matters into my own hands and doing it to myself.

Wait! Focus Bella! Wait? That wasn't a hard smack? Shit!

I hope he can't tell that I am now wet, hell, I am just hoping I am not dripping, or that he can smell it as my pussy is now inches from his face.

I stop moving.

"Now Isabella, we are going to lock your front door, and then I am going to put you in the car. I will buckle you in and then we are going to go. Do you understand?" That dark velvety voice that makes me stand at attention is back.

Hmmm… Don't give in Isabella, keep showing that you are still calling the shots.

I reply as sarcastically as possible, "Yes, sir."

His head whips around so quickly that his coppery chaotic hair moves, his green eyes flash over to me.

"I wouldn't start anything you can't finish." His eyes glance down at where my pussy is just barely covered by my pajama shorts, I am praying at this point that the material is not wet, as I see his eyes glint, I know he as to have seen the dampness or hell smelt.

"There is a dress you can put on over your pjs at the bag at your feet, you might want to put it on."

I move to grab it as he backs out of my driveway.

"Wait, where are we going?" I question.

"It's too late to ask now Isabella." He chuckles as we drive away.

What have I gotten myself into…


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