7
I can feel the tears start up again as I step out onto the driveway of the Cullen's home. Why does this happen to me? I know these uneventful times would not last long. They never do in Forks.
I shuffle my feet around some pebbles by the silver Volvo I love so much. I sigh thinking about all the memories of this car. The first time Edward saved my life (and the second in Port Angeles), when I found out he was a vampire, and all those amazing trips to and from school, just the two of us, his hand on mine with every turn and stop of the car.
I feel sad. Will things change now? He has lots of explaining to do. I walk up pass the side of the house out to the banks of the river that flows quietly. It's so peaceful here. No wonder Edward left. This is no time to be surrounded by the thoughts of five extra vampires.
"Bella?" It's Edward.
I look down at my shoes, trying to hold in my tears. I did not deserve the beauty that was before me.
He sighs one of the saddest sighs I've heard from him, "I am so very utterly sorry." He starts to approach me; his face looks like a weeping angel. "Please…" he's within inches of me now. His hands are reluctant to touch mine. I look up to his face, his eyes search mine for an answer.
I breathe in deeply, "I know." I take his hands into mine and press up against his granite chest. He holds me close and for a moment I forget about Tanya. It's just Edward and I now.
He breathes out my name and takes my hand. "My love." His lips touch the ring on my left hand and soon he is staring into my eyes again. I am mesmerized and my head starts spinning. His head bends down and those lips I dream about at night are suddenly on mine. They're cool and yet my lips are on fire. My breathing gets heavy and my heart pounds in my throat. He opens his mouth and I inhale his breath. I feel like we're spinning in circles, his hands rummage through my hair, mine grip his neck, pulling him closer.
I feel I'm getting dangerously close to the edge but he keeps going. His hands journey through my hair, down my shoulders and arms to my waist where he pulls me even closer. A slight sigh escapes my mouth when my body connects to his. His mouth retires from my lips and begins to travel down the side of my jaw to my neck. I gasp for air, forgetting to breathe yet again. His tongue moves in slight circles around the nape of my neck, down to my collarbone. I shiver and my heart goes into overdrive. My eyes stay closed; I concentrate on how amazing my whole body feels. He comes back up only to kiss me even deeper than before.
He pulls away and I am speechless. I am woozy and delirious. I forget where I am. All I know is that I am here with Edward. And he just gave me the most amazing kiss of my life. No cursing, no furious vampire about to dig his teeth into my neck. This time is different, much different.
Reality hits me. "I'm still mad about Tanya."
He shrugs, "I tried."
"You wouldn't."
"Bella you always take me too seriously! Of course I would never resort to that sort of temptation to get my way." With that he pulls me into yet another kiss. If he keeps this up my lips will be chapped and red.
Good! Maybe Tanya will get the hint. Maybe we should roll around on the ground a bit to add a point. Edward pulls away again, but not out of safety. There's a twinkle in his eyes. He smiles seductively and gives me a wink.
He's teasing me, and it's working. I can't help but smile back and take his hand as we walk along the riverbank. I have to ask him.
"Edward, Tanya told me a very disturbing thing just before I came outside." He looked confused and a bit worried. "She said that she had hoped that whatever was between you and her wasn't over."
His hand tightens around mine, "I figured as much." That didn't comfort me. "Bella, you have to understand that was a long time ago, and, well, I had hoped she understood that things were over for good, but apparently not."
I can't believe it. So they did have a relationship together. "So…you and Tanya…did you have feelings for her?" I have to know.
"Not exactly," he searches for the right words to say. "We were together for a time, yes. But nothing came of it. She was a pleasant girl but absolutely nothing like you Bella. Underneath that sugary exterior she ended up being more superficial than Rosalie could ever be."
It makes sense. She was quite nice to me in the living room, but can she be as shallow as Edward claims she is? I can certainly see it. But I am not so certain he really is telling the truth. Tanya sounded so sad, so optimistic.
No one would risk a kiss like that for a lie.
