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I would be lying if I said this didn't feel wonderful; being up against Edward while swaying slowly to the soft music.
I almost had a heart attack when Edward had asked me to dance. I eagerly accepted, excited to know what it would feel like to be in his arms. Now I know that the feeling was indescribable.
My stomach twisted and turned when he circled his arms around my waist and when I wrapped my arms around his neck. My head lay gently on his hard chest while he and I swayed. His body was warm against mine and his breath was steady and hot against my ear.
His smell was absolutely exquisite. He smelled like soap and aftershave and I couldn't help but breathe him in even more.
I couldn't get enough.
My breath starting coming out unsteadily as Edward's hands lowered. His palm pressed against my lower back and my heart accelerated again.
I knew he could feel my heart beat against his chest. This only made me blush. Good thing he couldn't see my face.
"Bella…?" he breathed intimately. My heart pounded even louder just hearing my name come out of his beautiful mouth.
"Yeah?"
He replied in a small voice, "Nothing."
A couple of minutes later, the music faded. Every couple on the dance floor pulled apart and went back to their tables.
But I was still clinging onto Edward, not wanting to let go of him. About thirty seconds later; after looking like complete idiots; just standing there hugging each other, he finally shrugged away from me.
He wouldn't look me in the eyes for some odd reason. "We should probably order," he mumbled. That is when he took my hand in his and led me back to our table.
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For the next hour Edward and I talked about everything. From our most embarrassing moments to what we wanted to be when we finished high school.
It seemed like everything that came out of his mouth fascinated me. He never bored me when he talked. I was always so intrigued, by him and his words.
We talked more than we ate. Time goes by fast when you're with the most interesting person in the world. By the time we were ready to order dessert, the restaurant was almost empty.
"The brownie madness sounds good," Edward suggested, his eyes fixed on the menu.
I nodded. "Hmm, yeah it does. A lot of chocolate too."
The word chocolate suddenly reminded me of chocolate chip cookies…which reminded me of when delirious Edward had told me that he would give me cookies and milk when I came to visit him in London.
I still wanted to know what he meant by that and never got a chance to that night.
"Hey Edward, remember that night during Mike's party and we were stuck-"
He frantically interrupted, "You know what? I think I'll just order the cheesecake instead."
I frowned. It seemed as if he was purposely avoiding it.
I wouldn't be surprised if he never wanted to talk about it. I bet he never even meant it, as much as I wished he had. But just the thought of actually going to his house, to London...gave me butterflies. I would love to go meet his family and his friends, to just be in his hometown where he grew up.
I knew that would never happen. I wasn't the type of girl a hot British guy takes back with him to his hometown.
I forced myself to crack a small smile. "Good choice."
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Over the next couple of days, I became rather…obsessed with Edward. Not obsessive in a crazy mental way. More like obsessively watching what he does all the time.
I've noticed that every time he is bored during class, he would run his hand through his disheveled hair and every time he did, I would practically melt. Or that he always took a sip of his drink before eating his sandwich during lunch.
I've also mesmerized the way his eyes looked with the different expressions he had.
Usually when he was talking to me, his eyes would be twinkling. Or when they were angry, they would be a hard solid color that kind of scared me…but made him look even sexier at the same time.
One morning I had come down to the kitchen from changing into my clothes and for some reason, Edward's eyes were a little off. When he saw me come down from the stairs, it was as if his eyes were… smoldering.
But before I could totally identify it, he had quickly composed himself. But I must have been imagining it.
I wasn't that obsessed with Edward, but you can defiantly say that I was struck by cupid.
Jacob and I still barely talked. I rarely even thought about him now days, only because I was too preoccupied with Edward.
One night, it was raining really hard and it was lightening like crazy. Edward and I had already gone to bed but with the wind howling so loud and the thunder shaking my house, I couldn't sleep.
It seemed like the thunder was getting louder and louder by each blow and that in any second, it would strike my house.
I was huddled in my blanket comfortably. But it wasn't enough to ease my anxiety.
"Edward?" I called.
Please don't be asleep, please!
"Yes Bella?" he replied. Relief washed through me.
"I'm scared," I confessed sheepishly.
He chuckled softly. "You don't like thunder?"
"No."
"Want me to distract you?"
My heart stopped. Distract me? How? God, yes! Please distract me.
"W-wha-"
He chuckled quietly again. Then he lifted his blanket up, beckoning me to join him in his bed.
I froze. Was he serious? Go in bed…with him?
How could anyone resist? His arms were wide open, inviting me in.
"A-are you sure?" I stammered. I wanted to make sure he wasn't joking.
"Positive."
I tried not to look too eager as I got out of bed and quickly rushed to his awaited arms. After I got into bed with him, he had wrapped the blanket securely around me.
I was suddenly very warm; his scent intoxicated these sheets that it made me dizzy. The scent wasn't as strong as when we were dancing but enough to tempt me.
To my disappointment, he didn't wrap his arms around me like how I hoped he would. And I also kept my hands to myself as well; I didn't want to push my luck.
All of the sudden, the lightening and thunder outside didn't even bother me anymore. I wasn't scared, because I was closer to Edward.
"Bella, did you ever open the gift I had given you when I had first arrived?" he asked curiously.
I admitted, "Not yet. Why do you ask?"
"No reason, just wondering."
I smiled. "What did you get me?"
"Maybe you should open it and find out," he said playfully. He gently poked me in the ribs and I giggled quietly.
We seemed to be doing that a lot lately, flirtatiously poking and tickling each other. And I had to admit, I loved it.
"My birthday is coming up next week, so I'll open it then."
Edward looked surprised at first and then he grinned. "You didn't tell me your birthday was next week."
I snorted. "I don't really care for my birthdays all that much, even ask my parents."
Edward looked confused. "I thought normal people actually like celebrating their birthday," he teased.
"Well then I guess I'm not normal."
Suddenly his teasing expression changed, he was suddenly seriously. He breathed, "No…I guess you're not."
I gulped. I didn't like the expression on his face; it was too serious and all wrong.
I cleared my throat. "We should probably sleep."
Edward smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. "Yeah, we shouldn't stay up all night talking like how we do every night."
I laughed. "Goodnight Edward," I murmured and closed to eyes.
"Sweet dreams Bella," was all I heard before I became unconscious.
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A/N: Whoever lives in Houston, Texas, I hope you guys are alright (:
I hoped you guys enjoyed this chapter, and don't worry, Jacob and Bella are just in a little tiny winy fight. They'll become friends again soon.
Sorry the chapter was kinda of short, it'll be longer next time (:
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