Chapter 9
Edward's POV:
All during lunch, we held hands. I never had felt this way about anyone. I loved to see her laugh, smile, EAT! Anything she did was angelic to me. Oh, how I loved her!
When Bella and I cleaned up from lunch, I realized she was still wearing her pajamas that made her look amazing. The shorts were tiny with small moons on it. The shirt was a tiny tank top that barely covered anything up. It matched the shorts design. Bella's legs looked long. And her chest….oh…. her chest… I began thinking…
"Earth to Edward… Emmett and Rosalie want to go see a movie. Do you and Bella want to come?" Alice asked, startling me from my naughty thoughts about what I'd do to Bella on a wedding night.
I nodded. "Sure, sure…" Bella smiled.
This technically would be our second date.
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Weeks passed of perfect bliss. Bella and I got compliments from wherever we went. Some of my personal favorites came from little old ladies. 'Oh my…what a cute couple you are'… 'how long have you two been married?' Things like that. I liked hearing that.
I wanted to get Bella something magnificent. She has changed my outlook on everything. Today, I told Bella that I was going out to Port Angeles and that she was to stay home. She gave me a look of confusion but went on with life.
While on my way out, Rosalie stopped me. "What are you planning, Edward?" she asked suspiciously.
"I'm going to Port Angeles to get Bella a present. There's more of a choice there," I explained.
She gave me a harsh look. "That better be what you're doing. Be sure to be back for Alice's birthday dinner tonight." I nodded and left.
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I began in the CD store at the mall in Port Angeles. I knew Bella loved showtunes and rock and roll most.
She already had CD's like Hairspray and Phantom of the Opera. Maybe I should get her a little more unknown show like…. Anything Goes, I thought.
"Well, hello, Eddie," a too familiar voice called out. It was a voice I didn't want to hear for a long time.
I slowly turned around to find my ex-girlfriend, Whitney, standing behind me. She looked almost the same other than she was dressed more whorish.
"Hey sweets," she said. "Oh, you won't talk to me anymore? Let's go have a coffee at Starbucks across the hall. We need to talk."