Stephenie Meyer - A God? Apparently not…but she created the Twilight Universe.
The chapter's song is…'Freestyler' by Bomfunk MC'S.(Listen to it!! Give it time to kick in, and then I'll be amazed if you don't get totally obsessed by it! Total late 90's tune of my early teens!)
Bella POV.
I woke up earlier than usual to find myself cold, even with my blanket tucked around me securely. I sighed in aggravation. Deep in my mind, I knew why I felt it so cold, because I didn't have a strong, hard and warm body to splay over as I'd had last night.
After much tossing and turning, I gave up and got out of bed to take a long hot shower which I could enjoy in peace seeing as neither Alice or Emmett had come back with me last night, which was fine by me, I rather that they be happy and spend their time with their love's.
A good half an hour later, I stepped out of the shower and wrapped up in warm bath towels to savour the warmth that I had absorbed from the hot water. I ran a dripping hand over the steamed bathroom mirror and saw my flushed face looking back. I knew that I should open the window to let some steam out before the puddles of condensation water settle, but I opted not to, and savour the warmth for a change.
As I hung my head upside down, towelling it frantically in a vain attempt to dry it faster, I heard the doorbell echo from downstairs. I stood back up quickly, dropping the towel on the floor as I frantically wondered who would be calling this early in the morning. I glanced at my watch that sat on the sink and found that it wasn't quite 8am yet.
I tentatively opened the bathroom door; letting rolls of steam follow me out. Goosebumps rose all over the exposed skin on my arms, legs and back especially with my still wet hair hanging over my shoulders. The doorbell sang again when I was halfway down the stairs, telling me that the person on the other side of the door was being persistent, probably for a reason. I wondered if something had happened to my friends, to Freya… at that last thought, my heart ached for the little baby, so I ran the last few steps to the door. As I lurched open the door, I told myself not to break down if there was a police officer there, they usually only carried bad news.
"Edward?" I asked in disbelief as I stared at him, stood there looking like some bygone Greek god. I noted that he held flowers in his hands, but I was too pissed to take much notice of them. I turned on my heel as he just stared at me, and marched back into the house, to the warmth, leaving him in the open doorway.
I prepared a cup of coffee for myself and Edward, hoping that he'd stay regardless of my rude greeting. I sighed as I realised that I needed to explain to my boyfriend why my greeting had been frosty, he'd had me worried.
"Bella?" Edward called weakly from within the doorway which he had thankfully closed.
"Over here Edward!" I called, as I stirred the coffees. I heard his footfalls and the sound of him setting the flowers on the kitchen table behind me, but I didn't turn to look at him. I waited for him to speak first, hopefully telling me how he found my house and why he was here so early.
The silence between us lingered and the only sound I could hear was that of the spoon hitting the sides of the mugs, causing little 'tinks' of sound as I stirred the coffee. I felt goose-bumps rising on my skin once again as I felt a warm breath at the back of my neck. I stilled my stirring and pushed the mugs away from the side of the counter, letting my hands rest there to support myself as Edwards breath continued along my shoulders and to my ear.
"I bet you don't know how good you look right now…" his husky breath tickled my ear as he whispered. An involuntary shiver ran through me as I felt his hands at my neck, sliding my hair to one side.
I gripped onto the counter in front of me tighter as his lips pressed against the nape of my neck softly. I told myself that I could handle this, until his tongue began to flicker along my skin, working torturously with his lips.
His hands found my hips and held them for a few moments as he continued kissing hot trails over my exposed shoulders, before he moved them to rest on top of my hands on the counter. His movement had caused him to press closer to me, thankfully allowing me to rest back against his chest and stop his onslaught on my shoulders and neck.
He twined his fingers in mine, still keeping them on top, securing my hands on the countertop. I realised as I tried to move my hands to touch his hair, that he wouldn't let my hands go, they were unusable in his hold.
My heart beat even faster as I felt his nose running slowly from my shoulder, along my neck and to my hair. "You smell incredible…you're really wetting my appetite you know…" he whispered in the same husky voice that he'd spoken in earlier. My heart dared to jump out of my chest as I realised what he was saying. He'd picked up our play on words from yesterday and was insinuating another form of hunger.
I turned my head to the side, stretching to look at him and find his lips while his hands still held mine captive. I wet my lips as I stared into his eyes which were thick with lust which he was stirring rapidly in my body. He cracked his breathtaking smile at me before he thankfully ended the torture and leant his head down to press his lips to mine.
In an instant, his hands left mine and encircled my waist, locking me to him, while I held myself steady with one arm joining his. I reached my other hand to Edward's neck to keep him where he was.
Our kisses became increasingly desperate as our tongues ceased their stroking and opted to battle. My back arched from him as his hands began to roam from their tame spot at my waist to my hips, keeping me pressed tightly against his growing arousal.
Edward's mouth broke from mine, his heavy breathing matching mine exactly. "Edward…" I gasped as I felt one of his hands reach down to stroke the side of my bare mid thigh.
Seconds after gasping his name, he released his hold on me and his kisses and turned me to face him, his hands on my shoulders. I stared up at him in confusion as I blindly tugged at my towel, making sure that it was still secure.
"Bella…" Edward breathed as he took a step to me and hugged me to him, resting his forehead against mine. "I wasn't supposed to lose control like that…I only meant to tease you a little…" he admitted while he stared into my eyes, tucking some stray strands of hair behind my ear.
"Well…your wicked plan came back to bite you on the ass didn't it" I managed to smile at him even while he stared intensely down at me. His breaths mingled with mine as we both struggled to calm down our hazardous breathing.
"Mmmm-hmmm" he agreed with me sincerely while I felt one of his hands sliding lower from the middle of my back. He gave me a wicked smile as his hand clamped on my butt, pressing me against him. I tried, but failed miserably at suppressing my groan.
"Don't even say it Mr." I told him as sternly as I could manage as I felt his other hand join the first at my but where he squeezed and rubbed.
"Say what?" he asked with a twinkle of humour in his eyes, telling me that he knew what I was getting at. I arched my brow at him, a silent message that he understood to mean, 'cut the crap, you know'. "What? That I wouldn't mind biting your ass?" he laughed while I rolled my eyes at him. "Are you a mind reader?" he asked laughing as he moved his hands away from my butt, to where they had been before, at my back.
"So, would you mind telling me how you found my place?" I asked once he'd finished his laughing and safely rested his chin on my head.
"I wanted to see what your bedroom looked like" he whispered in a serious voice while his hands rubbed my back softly.
"What?" I asked as I jerked my head back from under his and looked at him quizzically.
"You saw my bedroom, now I want to see yours" he replied in a childish voice as he unfairly dropped his hands from me and crossed his arms across his chest.
"Fine, follow me…" I sneered, matching his childish act which I was rewarded with a humoured smile.
Half way up the stairs, Edwards pained voice behind me scared me, "Ohhh god." He drew out as his head bent to look at the steps.
"Edward what is it?" I asked as I reached a hand to his.
"I shouldn't have teased you earlier, this is torture" he told me before he reached up and gave my butt a light smack.
I grinned back at him deviously, understanding his problem. He gave me a pleading look, which told me that he knew what I was about to do. "Bella…please don't, you know I won't be able to look away…" he told me desperately before I arched a brow at him and shrugged my shoulders as an act of indifference. For the rest of my walk up the stairs, I swayed my hips, ensuing a torn growl from Edward behind me who muttered "Evil, evil" behind me just loud enough to hear.
He followed me to my bedroom and plopped down on my bed, his eyes darting around taking in as much as possible while I went through my closet to find something to wear.
"What are we doing today?" I asked him as I searched the closet.
"Painting" he answered quickly. I noted that his voice had moved, and ultimately himself. I turned to find him scanning though my books.
"You have fun at the library while I go change" I told him with a smile before I headed back to the bathroom.
I locked the bathroom door behind me and got changed, while I wondered why Edward hadn't told me the real reason that he'd come over so early. After dressing in an old pair of jeans, a ragged t-shirt and an old hoodie, I went back to my room to find Edward lying on the bed, on his side, facing me, faking sleep.
I sighed heavily as I waited for him to scare me by jumping up suddenly. I inched closer to the bed, but he still didn't move. I gently lay down on the bed beside him, never taking my eyes off of him for a second. I frowned down at him after a few moments as he still hadn't moved. I began to wonder if he had in fact fallen asleep.
"Edward…Edward…" I whispered beside him, inching close enough to now take note of the dark circles underneath his eyes that I had been too distracted to notice before. I lay on my side as he was doing, facing him and gently leant over to press my lips to his. I gasped in shock as I felt his arm suddenly move to wrap around my waist, pulling me close to him. I noted that his eyes remained closed, with a frown on his brow. He pulled at me again after he had moved to lie on his back so I gave into his unconscious demand and lay against his chest. I heard his sigh and looked up to see the frown disappear from his face before I lay back down and caught up on the sleep which I had been denied this morning.
"Morning Beautiful" and angelic voice came from nearby, dragging me out of my hazy sleepy state. I let out a satisfied sigh at the feeling of familiar lips pressing against my forehead.
"How long were we out for?" I yawned as I snuggled closer to his warm, intoxicating body.
"About three hours" he yawned back at me, stretching as he did so, causing me to get off of his chest and rest on my elbow. I watched him as he scrunched his eyes closed and yawned like some ferocious lion while stretching his arms above his head, showing off the lower part of his stomach.
"Like what you see?" he asked arrogantly before he began to laugh. I rolled my eyes at him, not willing to let the smug man get any satisfaction from me admitting that I did.
"It's only fair I guess…I got to see you looking appetising in your bath towel…" he began as he started to inch his shirt up slowly, exposing an extra inch after inch of his chiselled chest. I knew that I would probably pass out or something from the sight of his whole chest, and I knew that he was doing it to tease me, so I jumped up and got off the bed, turning my back on him.
"You're not as irresistible as you think Mr Ego" I smirked at him as he smoothed his shirt back down before getting up with a defeated look on his face.
"I can always change your mind girlfriend, of mine" he whispered as he passed me, giving my hand a squeeze before he began to head down stairs.
I followed him soon after, while I smiled like a fool at his words. I couldn't quite put my finger on it but the way he said it made is sound possessive, adding to my title of being a girlfriend.
I halted at the kitchen door as I took in a grinning Edward holding out the bunch of flowers that he'd bought me earlier. I stepped up to him and took them from him as he held them out to me. "You didn't have to get me anything Edward…" I blushed as I inhaled their beautiful scent.
"You're my girlfriend, I don't need any excuse to buy you gifts" he answered as he grabbed my chin, inclining my head up to meet his. He pressed a tender kiss to my lips before he stepped back. I thanked him before I got out a vase, filled it with water and settled my flowers in it.
"Have you had breakfast yet?" I turned and asked him as I patted my empty stomach. He shook his head 'no' seconds before his stomach growled. "The beast needs feeding!" I laughed as I got the frying pan out and bacon, sausages, eggs, bread for toast and more.
"Beast I may be, but I'm your beast" Edward declared in a smug tone. I turned to see him sat at the table, watching me while I worked. He blew me a kiss which I made a show of catching before I turned back to working on our breakfast.
I sat back after finishing my food, watching Edward polish off his massive plate and the two pieces of my toast which I couldn't manage.
"You do have a healthy appetite…" I commented with a sly grin as he placed his knife down on his plate with a satisfied smile on his face.
"I sure do sweetheart!" he laughed. His term of endearment made me smile even more as stupid as it sounded.
I cleared the table, and washed the dishes with Edward as he finally admitted the reason that he was over here so early.
"I couldn't sleep properly, the bed felt empty after the night before, so I figured that I'd come over here and see you." He told me with a shrug to his shoulders. "And Alice gave me the directions last night by the way" he added with a grin before he leant down and gave my cheek a smacking kiss. "And aren't you glad she did!" he laughed after.
"Sure, sure" I sighed, faking indifference. I then admitted to him that I was glad that he'd come over and that I had been up so early for the same reason.
Once the dishes were done and the kitchen tidied, we headed to Edwards car to go to his house to do some painting.
We soon got to his house and made our way to the kitchen. "So Picasso…where do I start?" I asked him as I looked down at the tins at my feet. Edward picked up a tin of white paint, popped the lid off of it and handed me a paint brush.
"You can start on the skirting boards in the living room, da Vinci" he told me as he popped open the lid of another tin and brandished his own paintbrush before he told me, "I'm going to do the doorframes"
The both of us painted while music blared from the kitchen to drown out the sound of the decorators upstairs who were hanging wallpaper in the guest bedrooms and chatting away like old women.
My phone began to ring after a long while of painting. I checked the clock on my cell and found that it was 4pm already and that it was Alice on the line.
"Hey Alice, what's up?" I asked as I sat back on my heels and set my paintbrush down on the tin-lid.
"Rose and I were thinking that we should go out tonight, maybe to that club in town?" she asked.
"Sure, I'm game, let me ask Edward too hold on…" I held the phone away from me while I called Edwards name. He appeared seconds later in the doorway, careful not to touch the frames.
"You called?" he asked as he brushed his hair from his eyes, unknowingly to him, leaving a white paint mark along his brow.
I choked back my laughter and asked him normally, "Do you want to come out with us tonight? We're heading to a club in town…" I asked as I pointed to my cell, indicating that two of our 'us' group was on the other end of the line.
"Sure, if your there, I'm there" he told me simply with a smile before he turned and headed back to his painting.
"Hey Alice? Edward's game…" I told her, hearing a squeal in the background.
"Ohh my god, that's so cool, so pop over when we get home, see you later amigos!" she hung up without waiting for another word from me. I shrugged my shoulders and slipped the phone back into my pocket before I turned back to the painting.
Getting into the classic song that was playing on the radio 'Freestyler', I didn't hear Edward as he advanced behind me. The first sign I got of him being behind me was the confusing 'drip, drip' sound which was accompanied with a light tapping sensation on my shoulder. I turned around to find Edward holding a dripping paintbrush over my shoulder, grinning down at me slyly.
"Hey there…" he greeted me before he knelt down beside me and smeared paint over my shoulder where the drips had been.
"What was that for?" I asked as I reached for my own brush, hoping that he wouldn't see me.
"You didn't tell me that I had paint on my face earlier…" he answered me before he dropped his brush on the dustsheet and pounced at me, pinning me to the floor beneath his body.
I looked up, above me to see that my paintbrush was mere inches from my hands which were over my head. Unfortunately, Edward spotted it at the same time and began to inch his hands up along my arms, pressing closer to me with every inch that he reached. By the time his hands had reached mine, I was gasping for air, my heart beating excitedly in my chest like a drum.
"What were you going to do with that paintbrush Bella?" Edward breathed his question to me as his face hovered inches from mine while his hands clamped onto mine, our fingers twining.
"I er…pass…next question please…" I answered him with a sheepish smile while my eyes remained fixed on his lips.
"Can I kiss you Bella?" he asked softly, his head inching closer to mine. I gave my head a weak nod while I squeezed his hands. He carried out his request and pressed his lips to mine gently while my back arched against him, a moan stumbling from the back of my throat.
I felt my hands being transferred to being held by one of his as his tongue met mine and caressed tenderly. His free hand met the exposed skin of my waist where it began to slowly roam higher and higher, up to my ribs. I arched my back against him once again, praying that his hand would find the final destination that I craved and jutted out for him to take.
"Helloooooo…" A voice came from the distance, causing Edwards hand to halt at the hem of my bra and his mouth to freeze against mine. My breathing came in short sharp bursts as the seconds ticked by. I looked to Edward who had now released my arms and was hovering above me on his forearms, looking away from me, towards the stairs.
"Hi…" he answered the distant voice, which now seemed nearer.
"We've er…finished one of the rooms…so we were going to call it a day…and do the other one tomorrow…sorry to disturb…" I blushed as I realised that the painters had seen us. They walked past us and out of the house silently after Edward told them that it'd be fine.
I felt him drop his head to my chest, breathing heavily as I was while I hid my face in my hands as the last guy walked out of the house, shutting the door behind him.
"Bella…" Edward laughed, shaking my body along with his. I gave into his persuasive voice and dropped my hands from my face, to smile sheepishly at him as he lifted himself back up on his forearms and grinned at me.
"That was embarrassing…" I stated the obvious while he stared down warmly at me.
"You're too irresistible for your own good…" he whispered against my lips before he kissed me softly, then groaned and got up. "I should get this lot cleaned up, why don't you head next door, I think I heard Alice and Rosalie arrive home." He told me as he ran a hand through his hair before he held out a hand out to me and helped me up.
I thanked him then held his face in my hands. "I'll see you soon then…" I grinned at him before I kissed him and headed out of the front door, hoping that the painters had already left to save me any more embarrassment.
Okie dokie…so a lot of fluff in this chapter, just because I can and because it would have been pretty boring otherwise!
The club scene next… (hides under blanket) sorry in advance!! :D
So, on with the reviews and on with the chapters!!
