BPOV
Edward was shy.
I could tell that just after two minutes with him. He didn't seem like much of a 'ladies man', stumbling on what to say and turning pink when he said something he thought was wrong.
It was cute as hell.
Edward made me both comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time.
Comfortable, because I didn't have to try to seduce him, win him over, do… things… for him. Uncomfortable, because well… I was use to doing those things. I was use to men coming onto me and wanting things, and me doing them because they had something I wanted.
I didn't know what to do with a guy that didn't want to use me for something.
But Edward was sweet, saying the most simple things and making me laugh.
"I um, I better get back to my room." I said after I finished my second drink. "Nessie's sleeping, but I don't want her to be up there too long by herself."
"Oh yeah, course." He said, getting up from the bar with me. "Thank you for having drinks with me."
"No problem, it was fun." I said truthfully, a smile on my face.
"Maybe uh… could we do this again tomorrow?" Edward asked hesitantly.
My breath hitched and I bit into my lip.
Fuck.
"I don't know." I said softly.
Edward's face fell for a second before he cleared it.
"I want to, but…" I trailed off, not knowing how to explain it.
"No, it's okay. You don't have to explain." He said, looking like he really meant it.
"I like you Edward, I really do. It's just… I can't get involved with someone right now." I told him.
"I understand. I think." He said.
I felt bad leaving him like that, all sad and depressed. He was shy, so working up enough courage to ask me out and just sitting, talking to me, probably took quite a bit.
So I did the only thing I knew to do as a way of making up for it.
I kissed him.
Pressing myself against his body, gripping his shoulders and standing on my toes, because he was at least 6'2" and I was short as hell, I pressed my lips to his.
Feeling him tense, I gentled my lips, slowly and softly working mine against his until he started kissing me back. I felt his hands come up to gently wrap around my waist, holding me to him.
I was a little surprised when his tongue slipped out and ran across my bottom lip, but didn't react negatively, just moaned a little. For once, I didn't have to fake it. Usually, I'd have to give fake moans and groans, but not with Edward. Every little whimper that came from my throat was real.
Suddenly, Edward pulled away and took several breaths, frowning down at me. He took a step back from me, dropping his hands from my waist and I was surprised when I realized I didn't want him to let me go.
"What was that?" He asked breathlessly.
"A kiss." I answered, raising an eyebrow at him.
"No. I know what that was… I'm just confused. One moment, you're saying you can't see me again, the next, you're kissing me. I don't get it." Edward said.
"I…" I didn't know. "I'm sorry." I mumbled and ran.
They're not supposed to ask questions. Guys never ask questions.
"Bella, no!" I heard him call after me, but I didn't stop for him, running along the deck.
The only thing that did make me stop, was the sight of a humongous wave coming toward the ship.