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BPOV
That sexy son of a bitch.
Edward leaves right as Emmett and Rose are coming in. Rose doesn't speak to Edward, but at least she isn't a bitch. I'm going to have to talk to her about him again soon. She needs to get over her issues with him being with me, because that's not going to change.
I can tell she wants to talk, but I go to my room right after he leaves with the excuse that it has been a long day.
It has been a long day, but right now I'm completely wound up and nowhere near tired. My panties are soaked, and I can't believe not even a half hour ago I was so close to an orgasm.
My nerves are never going to settle down, even after pacing around my room for a while.
I grab my book and strip off to only my underwear. I throw on one of Edward's T-shirts he probably doesn't know I have. Then I try to get comfy on my new bed and read.
After going over the same sentence three times, I know it's hopeless. I put my book down and flip off my light, replaying what happened when Edward came over.
I try to focus on the talking part since he's not around to continue any of the physical stuff.
He wants to take things slow. Hmm. I wonder exactly what he means. Clearly he means no sex, but was that only tonight?
I get that he thinks we didn't do things right and wants things to be different, but I'm happy with the way things were. I love being with him, in his bed, waking up in his arms.
Of course, I've never been wooed before. I've been on dates, but never with a guy that meant anything. Will I be his girlfriend? Will he want people to know we're together? He said public. I'm kind of excited thinking about it.
I wonder if the sex will be different when we're not hiding. I can't imagine it can be any better. Sex with Edward is already better than any other sex I've ever had. The things he can do with his fingers and tongue. And to think those very fingers were so close tonight.
Fuck it. I can't resist anymore. I'm never going to rest until I take care of the ache still lingering.
I close my eyes and fill my mind with thoughts of Edward. His scent washes over me. The warmth of his skin burns into mine. The feel of his chest hair tickles my face. Most of all, though, I can feel his lips and tongue. His fingers and his breath. The way he feels when he's inside me.
I'm wet and aching with need for him. I have never wanted a man like I want Edward. Once I finally got him to cave, it should have been enough, but it wasn't even close. I need him in ways I didn't even know existed.
My fingers drift down over my taut nipples, allowing them to squeeze and pinch until they're tender and swollen. Only then do they slowly ghost down over my stomach and into my panties.
The heat rises from my pussy before I even touch it. By the time I touch myself I'm soaked. My fingers easily slip through my lips. I take my time rubbing and exploring before finally dipping a finger inside.
I slip inside with no resistance. I arch my back as I pump my finger, imagining Edward the last time we were together, the hint of scruff scratching my thighs as his tongue worked itself inside me.
I add another finger while using my palm to press against my sweet spot.
In my mind, Edward moves his tongue to my clit and inserts one of his thick, long fingers that I will never be able to imitate. My other hand moves back to my nipples. I remember the smoothness of his tongue as it licked around me before sucking my button into his mouth.
Before I know it, I'm coming so hard I see nothing but white light. It takes several minutes before I can breathe normally again. I get up and wash my hands before settling back into bed, finally able to fall asleep to sinfully delicious dreams.
~~~~~WS~~~~~
I wake up the next morning the most rested I've been in a long time, probably since I last had Edward's arms around me.
Once I'm dressed I venture out of my room to see what's going on.
The smell of coffee and bacon pulls me into the kitchen. Rose is at the stove looking as put together as always. I wonder if she sleeps.
I greet her. "Morning."
She turns and smiles. "Good morning. I'm almost finished up with breakfast. There's fresh coffee in the pot. Help yourself."
"Thanks, but you didn't have to go to any trouble." I hope she didn't do all of this for me. I'm generally not much of a morning person anyway, and I certainly don't expect her to take care of me.
She laughs. "Oh, don't expect this every day. I'm not much for cooking. Especially breakfast. But since yesterday was such a big day and this is your first day here, I wanted to do something special."
"Well, thanks then. I can help with cooking if you want. I cooked for Edward and me a lot. I actually like doing it."
We bring over everything and both take seats at the table. "So, speaking of Edward, what did he want last night? Trying to get in your pants again?"
"Unfortunately, that wasn't why he was here. Though I did try my best to get him to fuck me right up against your wall."
Rose chokes on her coffee, while I just giggle. She puts her cup down and wipes her mouth. "I guess I deserved that. I'm sorry. I'm not being a good friend. Do you want to tell me why he was here?"
"He wants to date me. He wants us to start like a normal couple. And you'll be happy to know he says no jumping into bed. He wants to do things the right way, whatever the fuck that means."
A genuine smile spreads across her face. "I think that's great. He knows you deserve better than hiding and sex. He wants to treat you like a lady, the way you deserve to be treated. I'm actually pretty impressed."
Emmett comes stumbling in, bare feet and hair a mess. "Morning, ladies. Do I smell bacon?"
He makes his way to the table, and we all eat breakfast. I almost want to roll my eyes at how all-American and like something out of a sitcom this is, but it's actually really nice.
After we eat, I insist on doing the dishes. Emmett says he wants to go to the gym and Rose is going to run a few errands. She invites me to go and I'm tempted, but I want to spend some time on the computer looking up information about getting my GED and maybe see what possible jobs are available.
Rose lets me borrow a laptop she has, and as soon as they both leave I start googling. It looks like it shouldn't be that difficult to try for the GED. I can look up study material online, and all I need once I'm ready is to pay the fee, a computer and seven or so hours to take all four parts. I'll definitely have to brush up on my mathematical reasoning, but I think I should already be pretty prepared for language arts, science and social studies.
I enter my information to start an account so I can get a look at some of the materials and the practice tests. I'm starting to get excited when someone knocks. I jump up and race to the door hoping it's Edward again. I'm surprised, then disappointed when I realize it's Swan.
"Hey. Rose and Emmett aren't here right now." I'm not inviting him in.
"Yeah, I know. I'm actually hoping I can talk to you."
"About what?"
"Can I come in?" He motions toward where I'm blocking the entrance to the house.
"Why?"
"I have something important to discuss with you, and I think it would be better if we're inside."
I really don't want this man in here, but I guess I can't keep him on the porch forever. I huff. "Fine. Come in."
I don't wait for him and make my way into the living room figuring he will follow. I grab the only chair available, making sure he can't sit too close to me. He takes a seat on the couch.
We sit in silence. He's the one who said he wanted to talk, so he's going to have to make the first move.
"Isabella, Bella, uh, can I ask you a little more about your mother? Please?"
"Why? Are you obsessed with her or something?"
He scrubs his face. "No, I'm not obsessed. I admit I loved her when we were younger, younger than you are right now. She was very different from the other girls around. I was crazy about her for a long time. She never told you anything about your family, this town?"
I sigh. "Look, there's nothing else to tell you. The woman refused to ever tell me anything about where she was from or any of our family. Right before I left, she finally told me just enough to know she's from Forks and met my father here."
"Why did you leave? Was she a good mother? Did you have a good life with her growing up?"
I stare at him. "That's really none of your damn business. I'm not sure what she was like when you knew her, but I'm guessing she changed."
"Your mother has always been a wild spirit."
I snort. "That's a very nice way of describing her. Anyway, suffice it to say she never deserved any mother of the year awards. Now what does any of this have to do with why you're here?"
He takes a deep breath and meets my eyes. "I think, well I'm pretty sure, that I'm your father."
This guy is insane. "I'm not sure what you're after or trying to pull here, but this isn't fucking funny."
"Here, look at this." He hands me a picture. It's a black and white picture of a woman. She's very pretty.
"Who is this?"
"It's my mother. Look closely at the picture, Bella. What do you see?"
"I'm not looking at anything. You need to leave. I'm not sure what you're up to, but I'm not playing your game." I try to hand the picture back to him.
"I'm not leaving until you look at the picture, and I'm not playing any game."
Something makes me look down at the picture, even though all I want to do is throw it back at him. The shape of the eyes and the poutiness of the lips are familiar. I see those features every day when I look into the mirror. I gasp.
"Who is this?" I hold up the picture.
"I told you. It's my mother. And you look so much like her, so beautiful."
I jump up and drop the picture. "You're serious with this bullshit? You really think you're my father?"
He remains sitting. "Yes. I'm pretty certain."
"Have you thought that since the first day I met you?"
He looks down. "Yes."
"Oh fuck." I start to pace and tug at my hair. Finally I stop in front of him. "You've suspected you're my father since that first day, and you didn't tell me. You've talked to me, you've questioned me, and you never bothered to mention that you might be my father … the man you know I'm looking for."
He stands, and I turn away from him. "Yes, but you have to understand. I wasn't sure. I'd just met you and learned who your mother was. I had a dead officer and found out at the same time that my best detective is sleeping with the witness, who is possibly my daughter. It's a lot to take in and I needed time to process and think. I didn't want to say anything until I knew for sure, and then the longer I kept it from you the harder it's become to say anything. Then Edward …"
I whip back around. "What the fuck does Edward have to do with anything?" Then it dawns on me, the conversation with Edward, telling me there's another secret, but it's not his to tell.
I cover my mouth as tears gather. "He knows."
Swan closes his eyes before looking at me again. "Shit. I'm screwing this all up. Yes, he knows, but I demanded that he not tell you." He runs a hand along his mustache. "I'm sorry I waited so long to tell you. I should have told you that first day, but I just didn't know what to say."
I face him. "I don't want to hear shit from you right now. You've had chances to talk to me. You are an asshole and I hope to God you're wrong and you're not my father. I already have one shitty parent. I'm really hoping my father will be a decent man."
"I know you don't believe it, but I am a good man, Bella. I want to get to know you."
"Yeah well, don't get your fucking hopes up. Right now you're no one to me. I want a DNA test or something before I'll accept you're the one that knocked my mother up. Until then, we have nothing else to say. So please leave."
"I'd really like to get to know you. I want to know my daughter."
This makes me lose my cool. "I'm not your fucking daughter. At most you fucked my mother and she got pregnant. That sure as hell doesn't make me your daughter. Now get the fuck out!" I don't give him time to respond before heading to my room and slamming the door behind me. After waiting silently until the front door closes, I watch from my window as he takes one last look at the house before getting into his car and driving away. Then I fall onto my bed. This is not how I saw today going.
~~~~~WS~~~~~
I remain in my room for the better part of the day. I want to call Edward. Fuck that. I want to go hunt him down and find out what he was thinking keeping this kind of information from me. I'm so hurt and angry.
Part of my mind is telling me that Edward will never do anything to hurt me and that he has a good reason for not telling me. But I shut that part up quick. I'm pissed and have no interest in being rational.
Emmett lets me know he's home, but I have no desire to leave my room right now. Their house phone rings, and a few minutes later he knocks on my door. "Bella, you have a call."
I really don't want to talk to anyone, but I gave this number out when I made an account on the GED website. It might be someone from there calling, though I'm not completely surprised when I answer and it's Edward.
"What do you want?"
"I'm guessing you've seen Charlie."
"Yep." I'm not giving him anything.
"Are you okay?"
I snort. "Sure. I find out a man I can't stand might be my father and the man I love knows and hasn't told me. I'm great."
"I wanted to tell you, but—"
I cut him off, not wanting to hear his excuses. "Right. I'm guessing you couldn't find the words when you're so busy fucking me."
"No, Bella! Don't do that. Listen to me. You need to hear what I'm saying."
I'm suddenly so tired. "I don't want to hear anything you have to say." He starts to speak, but I continue on. "I'm not saying I won't listen, just not right now. I need some time. If I stay on the phone I'll end up saying things I'm sure I'll regret later. I just need some time to process."
He blows a breath across the receiver. "Okay. I can respect that. Can I come see you soon?"
"Well I'm still expecting our date, so you can see me then."
"You still want to go out with me?"
I roll my eyes even though he can't see me. "I'm pissed at you and seriously considered junk punching you, but I love you and want to see you. This doesn't change that. Plus, we both know I love your cock way too much to ever hurt it."
"Baby, can you please not say the word cock again. Not when we're trying to be good."
"You're trying to be good. I want to you to fuck me. I make no promises about being good. Now, I'm going to go because I'm still mad and in no mood to dirty talk for you."
He laughs. "Fair enough. See you Saturday, and I am really sorry about not telling you."
"Goodbye." There isn't anything else to say right now. I can't pretend everything is okay, but I hope it will be.
Later on, I'm in the kitchen stuffing my face when Rose comes in. She sees the ice cream and cookies in front of me. "Uh, oh. You have a fight with Edward or something?"
I've never been one to share my shit with people. I've had very few people in my life I'd ever trust enough to actually talk to, and even then I usually kept things to myself. But I need to talk about this. I need to get things off my chest. Rose says she wants to be my friend and so far she's proven to be nothing but supportive and honest. I drop the spoon back in the carton. "Sort of. It's just been a really shitty day."
She sits down. "Want to talk about it?"
"Originally I came to this town looking for my father. I didn't really know anything about him other than he lived here before I was born. Needless to say, with James, I didn't get much time to look for him, and since I had nothing to really go on I didn't know where to start anyway."
I'm thankful Rose doesn't ask any details on why I'm looking for my father or what happened to my mother. She just sits quietly listening.
"I just found out today that Chief Swan might be my father. He's known for a while, and apparently so has Edward." I take another bite of ice cream.
"Wow. That's insane. How … what … I mean, how did you find out?"
I can't help but giggle at the astounded look on her face. "Swan came by and told me."
"How did that go? Are you happy?"
"Happy? Fuck no. That man has been a dick. Plus, he's the one that kept Edward away from me. He's known he might be my father, and instead of telling me, he's asked me questions and kept his mouth shut. I think I would rather never have known."
"What about Edward? Where does he fit in?"
"I guess he's known about Swan possibly being my dad. He told me last night that he's keeping something from me, but it wasn't his place to tell me. I just can't believe he didn't tell me. If he really cares, he should have told me."
She sits back and looks at me. "Do you want my honest thoughts or do you just want to vent and have me agree with you?"
I look at her with furrowed brows. "What do you mean?"
"Do you want to actually discuss things and listen to my thoughts, or are you just wanting someone to listen and sympathize? Maybe call Edward and Charlie some choice words?" She smiles after speaking.
"As much as I'm sure you'd enjoy calling Edward a few names and as much as I'd probably enjoy hearing it right now, I think I want to actually talk. I want your thoughts."
"Okay. Just remember, I'm on your side." She reaches out and gives my hand a squeeze. "Now, I don't know the whole story, and I doubt you do either. I don't know why Charlie kept this from you. I do know that I've known him for a while and he's a good man."
I huff and she arches a brow. "Now listen, I'm not telling you he didn't make a mistake in not telling you. I'm also not going to lie to you and tell you he's an asshole because you asked for the truth. For as long as I've known him, he's been good to me. He's not perfect and way too attached to his job, but he's become a good friend."
"I believe he's good … to you. But I haven't seen that side of him." I briefly flash to being in court and locking eyes with him. I shake that from my head. Just because he was there doesn't make him special.
"All I know is you say you've come here looking for your father. Now you know who that is. You've found him. Maybe just try listening to him and seeing what he has to say. If you still don't like him then no one says you have to be close to him. But don't you have questions? Don't you want to know things?"
"Maybe. I just don't know right now."
"Well you don't have to make any decisions right away. I hope you plan on sticking around for a while, and you should take some time and think about things. You only found out today. It'll take a while to wrap your mind around it, I'm sure."
I nod. "You're right. And he's known for a while and only just told me. Now he can wait on me. No matter what, I don't see him ever being a father figure to me."
"And no one says you have to. Maybe you'll never be close, maybe you'll stay strangers. But maybe he can end up being a friend."
I snort at that. "I definitely don't see that happening."
She smiles and shrugs. "You never know."
I'm sick of talking about Swan or even thinking about him right now, so I decide to set anymore talk of him aside for now. "I'm still hurt and pissed at Edward. I swear, if I didn't love his cock so much I'd …"
Rose holds up her hands. "Hey! I don't want to hear anything about his dick. Keep that shit to yourself."
I laugh at her. "Sorry. I really am mad at him though."
"As much as I might enjoy watching you rip him a new one, why are you mad at him? Why exactly?"
"I told him all of my secrets. I told him things I've never told anyone. We love each other. But he kept this from me. Something so important."
She sits forward in her seat, leaning closer to me. "When did he find out?"
"I'm not sure."
"What did he say when you talked to him about it?"
I look down. "I told him I don't want to talk about it right now or hear his excuses."
She reaches out and lifts my face. "Don't you think maybe you should talk to him then?"
I sigh. "I will. I plan to. I just want to be angry right now, okay?"
She barks out some very unladylike laughter. "I can understand that. I can definitely participate if you just want to sit here and call him names or insult him." She winks at me before I can say anything. Then her face turns serious. "Take it from someone who's learned the hard way, communication is really important in any relationship. Talk to him."
"I will. We're going out Saturday."
"Do you know where he's taking you? Do you have anything to wear?"
And just like that we get off all heavy conversation and turn to lighter, fun topics. Rose lets me look through some bags of clothes she can't fit into anymore. There are a few things that will work for me, so she gives them to me.
I tell her about looking into getting my GED. I also tell her about looking at available jobs, but so far from what I see I'm not qualified for anything. It looks like I may be hitting the burger joints.
She tells me she can use some help at the shelter. It's not many hours or much money, but I immediately jump at the opportunity. I'll take whatever she has available. I go to bed happy even after finding out about Swan and Edward.
~~~~~WS~~~~~
On Saturday, I'm excited about going out with Edward. I've only spoken to him once more since I found out about Swan possibly being my father. That conversation was quick and really just to confirm our date and set a time.
I've pretty much forgiven Edward, but I still want answers. He also needs to be punished a bit. With that in mind, I dress in one of my nicer dresses that's still very sexy. I slip on a pair of heels that make my legs and ass look amazing. I leave my hair down, and Rose reminds me to use very light make-up. Then, just because I plan to torture Edward a bit, I leave off my panties.
Rose lets me know when he pulls up. I start to head out the door and Emmett grabs me. "Oh no. He'll come to the door and get you like a proper date."
I want to roll my eyes at how lame that sounds, but inside I'm actually a little giddy.
Edward comes to the door, and he looks yummy. Gray slacks that fit those sexy thighs and a black button-up show that my man works out.
After a bit of teasing from Emmett and a reminder from Rose for us to behave, we're out the door. Edward opens my door and I get in, noticing the way his eyes linger on my bare legs. Once he gets inside, it's all I can do to keep myself on my side of the car.
"So, where are we going?" I decide to try to talk normally and attempt to get my head back into the date and out of the gutter.
"I thought we'd head to the cell phone store first."
That definitely isn't what I expected. "Why?"
He puts the car in gear and starts driving. "You need a phone."
"I haven't started working yet. I can't afford a phone right now."
"I'm adding you to my plan and I'll be buying your phone."
What. The. Fuck.
"Um, no you're not. I'll get a phone when I can afford one. I don't need you buying me one, Edward. I can take care of myself. I need to start taking care of myself ... the right way," I say, throwing his words back at him.
He pulls the car into a nearby parking lot and turns to me. "Bella, I know you can take care of yourself. You've been doing it for a long time now. As much as I want to take care of you, I understand your need to do things for yourself. I get that and respect it. Consider this more for me than you anyway."
I narrow my eyes at him. "How is getting me a phone more for you?"
He smirks at me. "I want to be able to call you when I want without worrying about Rose or Emmett being around. I want to be able to text you. And most of all, I want to be sure you're safe, and one way to do that is to make sure you have a way to get in touch with me or anyone else if you need to."
I giggle. "Maybe you should be a lawyer. Okay, I'll agree to a phone as long as you agree that once I start working and earning money I can pay my part of the bill." I cross my arms and lean back, raising a brow.
He pouts for half a second before agreeing. "Fine. It's a deal."
He holds his hand out for me to shake. I put my hand into his and he pulls me forward and grabs my head with his other hand. He quickly kisses me before releasing me.
I sit there shocked for a minute with my lips still puckered. What the hell just happened?
"We've sealed our deal and gotten that pesky first date kiss out of the way." I guess I spoke my thoughts out loud.
He puts the car back into gear and drives us to the cell store.
We walk out of the store half an hour later with an iPhone 6. Edward also insisted I get a case for it, so I found a really pretty sparkly one that I love. This is so much better than my old phone. I can't wait to play with it. I'm already planning the naked pictures I can send to torture Edward. Not to mention the sexting we can do.
Next we head to a restaurant. It's an Indian place. I'm touched Edward remembers I want to try Indian food from our time being secluded together. When he opens my door to let me out, I look around. Being sure we're alone, I raise my dress a bit. When I turn to him, I purposely give him a flash showing him I'm not wearing panties.
He sucks in a breath and grips the door so tightly, his entire hand turns white. "Fuck, Bella. Where are your panties?"
I stand making sure my body is close to him. "I must have forgotten them. Oops." Then I walk toward the entrance.
A few seconds pass before the door closes and his footsteps approach. Suddenly, I feel his arm wrap around my waist. He leans close to my ear. "Such a bad girl. Be careful playing games with me."
My eyes lower to his crotch and then slowly trail back up to meet his. I bite my lip. In the most seductive voice I can muster right now, I whisper, "Sorry, Detective."
He just looks at me clenching his jaw before shaking his head and smirking. "You're going to be the death of me." He keeps his arm around my waist as he leads me to the door.
We're seated right away. I let Edward order since he's eaten here before. He selects a variety of things for us to share.
While we wait for our food, I decide we need to talk. "Are you going to tell me why you kept the truth about Swan possibly being my father from me?"
So… Bella finally knows. Do you think she handled things well with Charlie? With Edward?
Speaking of Edward, they are finally on a date. Sweeeet! Unfortunately they have this unfinished business hanging over them. Wonder how things will go.
Bella's still being a bit naughty, but who can blame her. How long will Edward be able to resist? He's only human, after all.
Until next time when we hear from Edward…
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