So, you guys get a double post today. But that doesn't mean you don't review ch 9...so go back and review. Oh you did? Good, well here is chapter 10...ENJOY!!

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The Escort
by Nollie Marie

Chapter Ten
The Electric—The POW-WOW—The Fireworks
–Heavenly sigh–
Whatever you call it…I call it one amazing kiss!
Bella's POV

Edward and I hadn't talked much on the way back to his place. We did make a small conversation about the CD I put in, which happened to have been a classical one, but because that musical babble.

I had just pulled up in front of his condo, not planning to stay, just to say night, when Edward said while taking off his seatbelt, "I'm not ready to call it a night. Do you want coffee or something?"

I blinked at him as his emerald eyes flashed up to mine.

Without saying anything, I nodded numbly and slowly went to take off my seatbelt. He opened the front door and held it open for me. I walked in and stared at the piano, remembering what happened earlier there…or should I say, what hadn't happened there.

Darn Alice. And then she brought up "first kisses" at dinner tonight. All I had been thinking during that discussion was how great it would have been if Edward kissed me. And then I had to go blushing at the truth that I had never been kissed and constantly ducked out of the way when I was about to be kisses. I wondered if I would have ducked if Edward tried to kiss me. Definitely not, I decided.

And then I learned that Edward had never kissed anyone before…God, if Alice hadn't ruined the moment earlier!

"Would you like decaf or regular?" Edward asked me, throwing his jacket onto the back of one of the chairs in the entry way.

"Um, decaf," I said.

"Now I'm no Starbucks so I can't make no Minty Frappy anything," he said, smiling at me, "but how do you take your coffee?"

"Half crème in it with one teaspoon of sugar," I said, smiling back at him.

"Coming right up," he said and headed into the kitchen.

I wandered into the living room again and ventured away from the piano. I didn't want the memories or the temptations.

Instead I went to the little table in the middle of the room and picked up one of the paints. I had never been interested in arts much before but the way that Edward had tubes of paint all over the second half of the table and a palette artistically tilted up next to something that held chisels, brushes and sponges.

I picked up the palette and noted that there was dry paint on the wood. Feeling slightly creative, holding that palette, I picked up a dark green tube of oil paint and poured some onto the palette. Smiling, I put down the tube and picked up one of the brushes. It wasn't one of the thicker ones there but it wasn't the thinnest either.

I went to one of the blank canvases and ran the brush through the paint. Sticking out my tongue between my teeth, I placed the brush to the cloth. And with a simple easy, I brushed an arch on the canvas.

I smiled and went to dip the brush back into the paint.

"I see you are an artist as well."

I flung out the brush in shock and spun around. Edward was standing in the living room, holding two mugs of coffee.

"Sorry," I blushed, looking around for the flung out brush.

"It's alright," he said with a smile as he set down the two mugs on the table in the hallway. "You were at least able to paint something."

I blinked at him as he walked towards me. I looked down at the palette and set it back down onto the little table besides me. When I looked up again, Edward was standing close again to me. I felt suddenly warm as his hand came back up again to trail his fingers down my jaw. I felt my breath hitch as his thumb brushed against my lip.

"You know, your mouth…it's something an artist always dreams of," he whispered.

I felt my knees go slightly jelled and I rested my palm down onto the table I rested the palette on.

"I keep managing what it would be like to…kiss them," he breathed.

I could smell him, feel his heat. He was suddenly there, surrounded me…owning me.

His lips touched mine, softly, gently. It was a simple brush that caused my toes to curl and my hands to go out to seek something solid behind me, to hold me there. My hand contacted something like a cloth but I wasn't sure because my mind was filled with Edward. My mind slightly identified that my back was pushed against the wall but all I wanted was more, more of Edward.

My fingers pulled away from the wall and dug into his shirt, pulling him closer to me. I felt the pressure of his lips tightened but the kiss still remained as sweet as ever. His one hand remained on my jaw while the other rested on the small of my back, pulling me more to him too.

I moaned slightly when the kiss came to an end and I wanted so desperately to continue the kiss.

"It's getting late," Edward whispered.

I nodded slowly as Edward went to kiss me again. These kisses were short but still sweet and beautiful.

"Yeah…I better—" another soft kiss "—go," I breathed before my lips became busy again.

"I'll—" kiss "—call you later," Edward breathed in between two kisses.

"Okay," I breathed too before pulling him back towards me.

This kisses lasted longer than the short sweet ones, but shorter than our first. It was filled with hot heat, not the sweet tender fluff.

And then with a smile on my lips, I kissed him one last time, and pulled away from him.

"Tomorrow," I said.

Edward blinked and nodded.

I bit my lip as I turned around and headed towards the door. As I turned to close the door behind me, I turned and caught a slightly goofy, slightly lovesick look on Edward's face that caused my heart to flip in my chest and my smile to widen.

Closing the door was the hardest and the way to the truck was even harder but I managed it. I, numb-brain still from the kisses, climbed into the cab and closed the door.

I sat there for a minute before I broke out in a wide smile.

I kissed Edward.

Oh my God! I had my first kiss. I had the most beautiful and lovely first kiss ever. I felt everything.

I sighed happily and rested my hands in my lap. And that was when reality hit me harder. Confused, I look at my palm.

My entire right palm was…green…

My eyes widened as I replayed everything again.

OH MY GOD! I had touched something hard, like a wall, with this hand. I even pulled Edward with this hand.

I groaned and banged my head against the steering wheel, the horn giving a little "beep." I had the greatest kiss…and I just might have marked Edward and his place with my palm print.

Well…at least for a change I have a green thumb…and fingers…and palm.

And I had the greatest first kiss ever!

Well, what do you think? If I don't get every person who reads this, then I don't know what to do.

Oh I know what I need to go, need to go eat dinner and afterwards, during dessert learn more Korean. I'm not taking a class FYI, I just hang out with people from S.Korea. If you go to my blog you can see the Koreans I can out with, if you haven't seen the picture already. Anyways!

Huggles,
Nollie

PS—Check out The Escort page on my website for the song that helped/inspired this chapter.