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Chapter 10

BPOV

I felt like I had a hangover. I slowly opened my eyes and was immediately confused as to where I was. The overcast morning light was just barely filtering in the gray day, the clock on the wall told me it was 7:30 in the morning. Oh, oh….hospital, riding, jumping, falling, and getting stabbed by branches, Jake, Zepher,…..Edward.

I felt pressure on my left hand when I tried to raise it, along with pain in my ribs. I looked down to see a mess of bronze hair cradling my hand to his sleeping face. He was sitting in a chair with his head lying on my bed. He stayed. I slipped my hand out and lifted it to his head. I love his hair, I just needed to feel it between my fingers.

I stared at his face while playing with his hair. It was perfect, his angular jaw line, his morning scruff, the way his long lashes fanned out on his high cheekbones. My beautiful man.

"Mmmmm, morning, love." He mumbled as his green eyes opened to mine.

"Hey, handsome," I replied.

"How's the pain, Love? Do you need anything?" He lifted his head off the bed placing my hand into his.

I did a small stretch trying to assess myself. Ow. Ribs, ankle, throbbing in my thigh and arm.

"Not so bad, I'll live." I smiled at him gently. "You stayed." I wasn't sure if I was questioning or stating.

His eyes looked glossy. He ran his free hand through his bed head hair and took a deep breath.

"I was so scared, Bella. I just got you back and….." He looked away.

I squeezed his hand. "Hey, I'm fine. It was just a tumble. I've had a lot worse." I was trying to tell him I really was okay.

My heart swelled hearing his compassion and concern. He turned is head back towards me and I searched his eyes.

"You are my life now, Bella. It kills me to see you hurt… in any capacity." His jaw tensed and he slightly shook his head." I'm so angry right now that you're in pain, I just want to…" He looked away again.

I am his life now? Are you here, Edward? Are you staying, Edward?

"Edward, look at me." He gave me his eyes. "I'm fine, it was just a freak accident." I tried to hold his gaze.

"I'm fine," I repeated for emphasis.

I understood. I understood that if I was a fraction to him of what he was to me how much pain I would be in. I couldn't even fathom him hurt or worse. I couldn't imagine a world where he didn't exist. I didn't want to go there in my mind right now.

He gave me a slight nod. He leaned closer and kissed me lightly on the forehead.

"Thank you," I whispered as he came close.

He pulled back to question so I clarified, "For you." He shook his head and opened his mouth to say something.

As if on cue, Emmett and Rose came walking in. Edward got up and excused himself to go to the bathroom.

"Mornin' Belly Bear." I love my hulk of a brother.

"Good morning, guys. Sorry for the scare yesterday."

"Yeah, well just don't do it again," Rose said sharply has she bent down and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I could see the real emotion in her eyes.

Emmett came and rustled my hair which, I'm sure, already made me look like I was auditioning for the Exorcist. I playfully swatted him away which made me groan from the pain in my ribs. Rose placed a small duffel bag on the bedside table.

"I brought you some comfort clothes to come home in."

"Thanks, Rose. How's Zepher and Jake?"

"Zepher's fine, no injuries. Jazz said he was quite the handful. I told him what he did for you and he was stunned. He said he's never seen a horse more loyal. That's saying something, Jazz has seen a lot of horses." Rose gave me a gentle smile.

"And I gave the mutt a steak," she added which made me smile.

Edward walked out of the bathroom and gave Emmett a poignant look. Did I miss something? Then they both turned and looked at Rose and back at each other. Huh?

"Sooooo did they find a brain tumor and no one wants to tell me about it?"

They all looked down at their feet. Edward reclaimed his seat by my side and grabbed my hand as the doctor I recognized from yesterday gave a quick knock on the open door and entered my room.

"Good Morning, Isabella."

"Bella" said all three of my musketeers, which made me snort. Can I get anymore un-lady like?

"Well, Bella, you look a lot better than yesterday."

Dude, have you seen my hair?

"Your vitals are better than perfect, you're a very healthy young lady." He lifted my blanket to expose my thigh wound. I felt silly having my pasty white drumstick flopping out from under the covers. He slowly peeled back the bandage to inspect it.

Ewwww. Frankin'stitch on yellow and green dead meat. Gross!

"You've got a Frankin' thigh, Bells." I beamed at my brother who surfing on my wave length. Edward glared at him and engrossed himself into whatever the doctor was doing down there.

"You're lucky young Edward here cleaned this out immediately. I don't think we have any infection setting in but it's still a possibility. I'm going to have the nurse change these dressings and give you some aftercare instructions."

He quickly checked my arm and ribs then moved down to uncover my black and blue fugly cankle.

"Ughh, that looks so gross." I groaned and I heard Rose snicker.

Edward shot her a look.

"What? It does?" She rolled her eyes.

The doctor rotated it. Ow!

"This looks to be a severe sprain, could be up to twelve weeks recovery," Doc said.

I planter flexed as far as I could to feel my limitations.

"I think it's only a grade 2, Doc," I stated firmly.

Edward beamed, and the Doc shook his head at me.

"All right Miss Swan, if you say so. Carlisle told me you two knew more than you should. Well, I have to give you the drill anyway….insurance reasons and all." He smiled and proceeded tell me all about a grade 2 ankle sprain and what to expect. I knew what to expect and I didn't like it. I've got stuff to do.

"…..Grade 2's have a 4-6 week recovery window," he continued.

"Two weeks," I interrupted. The doc shook his head.

"I heal fast. Two weeks," I stated firmly again. He ignored me and continued on.

"Here are some prescriptions. I want to see you for a follow up next week or if anything else comes up please don't hesitate to call. If you don't have any more questions then I'll push these discharge papers through."

"So, I don't have a brain tumor?" Someone should tell me right?

Edward, Em and Rose started laughing nervously. What? Me having a brain tumor is funny?

"No, Bella, no brain tumor. A stubborn streak, yes, but no brain tumor," Doc said and smiled.

"Humph" Yes, I did to humph, because I could.

Two days later I'd had it. I was propped up on my bed surrounded by pillows with my foot elevated. I was being waited on hand and foot. I had my speech down pat for my upcoming lecture. Edward had moved his geek station up to the desk in my room and was there for my every whim. He insisted on carrying me everywhere even though I had crutches. I drew the line at the toilet. He really was so sweet.

The nice thing about all of it was that I still got to ogle him every day. The bad thing was that I had grilled cheese sandwiches for every meal. Apparently, everyone tried their hand at cooking something and Edward's grilled cheese was the winner….Really? How did these people survive before living here?

Charlie and Sue came over as did Seth and Leah. Charlie kept muttering under his breath about those damn horses, stupid beasts. I did my best to ignore him. Sue kept patting his knee gently calming his under the breath tirade. I smiled at their interactions.

We had our business meeting with Carlisle Tuesday night, after Esme and Alice fawned all over the speaker phone. After I assured everyone I was just fine, I listened as Edward explained everything that he had done so far, although he never said that 'he' did it. He said 'we' and it didn't escape my attention. I made sure to give him his due praises to Carlisle. Carlisle seemed genuinely pleased with Edward's accomplishments.

Carlisle and I were both pleasantly surprised to find out that Alice had done the graphic designs. I gave her full props and told her the logo was perfect and looked unbelievable with Edward's web site design. I could almost feel her vibrating through the phone line.

Edward and Emmett tried to convince me to cancel my speech at the UDub that was scheduled for Friday. I wouldn't budge.

The secret eye-balling continued between the four others. They continually denied everything. I was feeling a bit excluded.

By the time Wednesday rolled around, I was really going stir crazy. My cuts were healing, they itched but the pain was doable. I had been doing my own physical therapy on my ankle of sorts. I was determined to have my full weight on it by our beginning of the year staff weekend which we set for the following weekend. My ribs still ached but it wasn't that bad when they were wrapped. I had already packed for our quick jaunt to Seattle.

It was early afternoon, Edward had excused himself claiming he wanted to work out or something. I felt bad he was devoting so much time to me, I told him over and over it wasn't necessary. He would only silence me with a chaste kiss. I wouldn't have minded something a bit juicier, but he was the perpetual gentleman. Truly my injuries weren't that bad to warrant the treatment I was receiving.

I decided to grab my crutches and head downstairs. I was determined to feed myself and the gang something other than grilled cheese, bless my boyfriend's heart. Boyfriend, I liked that.

It took a while but I got down the stairs unscathed. I managed to gather a few ingredients out of the fridge and pantry and started a meat sauce and was prepping vegetables for a salad. I thought I heard Edward's voice. Raised? Who's he talking like that to? Did that come from the game room? I grabbed my crutches and made it to the top of the staircase going down into the game room.

"NO! She's got enough on her mind right now," Edward barked

"I agree with E, man, with all she's got going on…..I just don't see why we need to tell her," Emmett stated. "Fuck guys, that's my baby sister….Grrrrrrrr" Seriously did Emmett just growl?

What the hell are they talking about? Tell me what? I took two steps down the stairs.

"Who the hell would hurt her?" Edward seemed to be ranting.

Who hurt me? What is going on here? I went down another three stairs and sat.

"Look, maybe it was cut accidently," Rose said.

What was cut? I scooted down 2 more stairs on my butt and now I could see them all. Thankfully all their backs were turned towards me.

"That's my point," Jasper yelped totally out of character for him, "I need to ask her some details. Find out what she knows. Maybe we're missing something."

"There's no way, Rose, you know how meticulous she is about her tack," Em said softly.

"I want a list of everyone that has been on the premises in the last two weeks. EVERYONE!" Edward's temper seemed to be escalating.

"You know you guys are just going to piss her off with hiding all this. She's stronger and smarter than the three of you put together. I'm totally against leaving her in the dark, just so you know."

Enough!

"Thank you Rose, I appreciate that." I stood up and came down the last few stairs to a group of three men that looked like their hands were caught in the cookie jar, and one blonde supermodel with a smug ass look on her face.

"You're welcome." Rose gave me a curt nod.

I advanced on the group who didn't move from their standing positions in front of the flat screen. I held up my hand before anyone said anything. I was pissed, really pissed.

I looked in Emmett's eyes and glared, he hung his head. I looked at Jasper, he did the same and did some sort of foot shuffle. The last pair of eyes I was dreading. How could he hide something from me? Isn't that the same as lying? There was a purple shadow under his eyes. How did I miss this? His brow was furrowed in worry. He looked like he was in pain.

"Baby.." He started.

"BABY?...BABY?...Don't you dare call me baby! I am not some little toy that needs to be coddled and lied to because someone feels I'm not capable. You listen here Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, this…" I motioned my hand between us. "This won't work if I'm not your equal, if you can't respect that my opinions have value."

His eyes were wild. He was pacing and tugging on his hair. He turned his head to look at me and open his mouth but thought better of it. Jake, who had followed me down, hung his head and paced with Edward, swinging his head every once in a while to look at me….. traitor!

"Dude, she used the full name card." Emmett sank down on the couch ready to watch the rest of the show. I'm sure he would've had popcorn if it was available.

"SHUT-UP, EMMETT" Edward blasted at him.

"Just saying, E."

I heard Jazz sit down near Rose. Edward stopped pacing and took two long strides and stopped right in front of me.

"Look, I'm sorry…..I'm fucking sorry….okay? I told you, I was a fuck up, but you have no idea what it was like for me to see you broken and bleeding and in pain. It fucking sucked….okay," he spat at me. "I was confused and angry and then finding out that….well….knowing that someone may have done this to you on purpose….I just wanted to…no, I needed to protect you. I didn't know how else to protect you. It was stupid. I do value your opinion. You're not my equal, you're so much better than me." He was ranting a mile a minute. His eyes continued to swirl. "God Damn it Bella, I'm so fucking sorry. Don't you give up on me…..I just….I just….I just fucking love you….so much."

I heard my own gasp. He loves me. He loves me. I knew I had tears running down my face, I reached up and cupped his cheek. He leaned into my hand. I thought I heard Jake whine, but I wasn't sure.

"I love you, Isabella Marie Swan." He repeated.

We were lost in our own bubble. Only he and I existed. He bent placing his forehead on mine. Our breathing was shallow. I saw his soul in the depths of his dark green eyes.

"I love you too, Turdward." I dropped my crutches to the side.

He gave a little chuckle before he brought his lips to mine and we were lost in each other. I could taste my tears or maybe his. He was not gentle, his message was conviction. I felt desperate for more. He thought he was protecting me. He loves me. He loves me. Finally!

"FINALY! I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT"

Huh?

Edward and I broke apart to look up at the obnoxious interruption.

"Alice?" we said simultaneously

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EPOV

There she was, all four foot nothing of her running towards us. Where I was 6' 2", Alice was lying if she claimed five foot. No one knows where her thick black hair came from; she was born with almost as much as she has now. Her hair only brought out the intense blue of the eyes she inherited from dad. If it wasn't for those eyes, one would certainly have blamed the milkman. No one was as full of life as Alice, no one. She embraced us both with her strong but little arms.

"Hi guys, it's about time."

"Alice, what the hell are you doing here?" I huffed at her.

Her bottom lip came out and she looked so sad.

"You're not happy to see me?"

I rolled my eyes and gave her a quick smile before turning my attention back to Bella. I can't believe our moment was just interrupted by my sister and that it was also in front of an audience. I didn't mean to blurt that out, not that it wasn't true. I did mean it; it was true. I love her so fucking much. Seeing her bleeding and broke in a hospital bed slapped it right out of me. I probably shouldn't have said it with a curse in it, but hell it was for emphasis. I was just scared I had blown it. I was so afraid of losing her over my dumb ass mistake.

In true Bella style, she surprised me. She forgave and kept giving. She told me that she loved me. She looked into my soul, again, and told me, with all my faults, that she loved me. My feet haven't touched the floor yet. I was happy to see Alice but in this moment my high was so full of Bella.

"I am, Alice," Bella said honestly

She let go of my waist and I reluctantly loosened my grip on her. I could see she wanted to give her oldest girlfriend a proper hug. I just couldn't completely let go. I need to be touching her in any capacity. Our connection is so damn strong when we touch. The electricity hasn't dulled. If anything it was more pronounced, and when I'm not touching her my body is pulled to her like a magnet.

"Oh, Bella, I'm so excited to be here. From what I've seen so far, it's amazing…." She was squeezing her tight, too tight.

"Alice, ummmm, my ribs." I pulled her back into me just slightly. Protective much Assward?

I looked over to the spectators. Emmett was making his way over. Rose was glaring at Alice and Jazz was…huh? Jazz was staring at Alice with his mouth visibly hanging open. What the hell is that about?

"Sorry, Bells," Alice apologized.

"Come here you little pixie, give Emmy Bear some love." Emmett grappled her into a bear hug lifting Alice nearly two feet up in the air. She was kicking wildly and squealing. Bella and I were both chuckling.

"EMMY! Oh My God, I can't believe I'm finally here." Em finally set her down.

"Rose, Jazz. This is the phenom we know as my sister Alice," I said waving my arm toward the tornado. I stepped behind Bella and brought an arm around the front of her collar bone and rested my chin on her shoulder. I inhaled my love's scent. It was like an aphrodisiac. She patted my arm and I knew we were better than okay.

Alice ran up to Rosalie who had stood up with her arms folded in front of her. I wasn't exactly sure how this was going to play out.

"You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." Okay, so that was something Rose could relate to. Alice grabbed her into a hug, pulled back still holding on to her waist.

"You, me, and Bella….we're going to be the best of friends….sisters." Alice was still bouncing and I saw a quiver of a smile and a nod of her head from Rose.

Alice turned towards Jazz who was also now standing and thankfully had brought is hanging tongue in and had closed his mouth. That shit wasn't cool. They both reached both their hands out at the same time grasping each others. Alice had stilled, their eyes were transfixed on each other. I wasn't sure what I was witnessing. I looked down at Bella who raised one eyebrow and gave me the 'I don't know' look. Emmett returned to Rose's side. Time was ticking, I think I even heard it, and they were still in the same position.

"Ahemmm." What the fuck?

They broke apart only to have Jazz do some southern gentleman thing by bowing and offering her a seat next to him on the couch. That was cheesy, dude.

"I'm glad to see you, Alice, but I thought you weren't coming until the first of June?" I asked.

"Dad was right, I was taking underwater basket weaving, and I was failing." She giggled and so did Jasper. Dude, man up here and plus you have no right to giggle at her jokes.

"After you guys let me work on the logo, I just knew that that's what I wanted to do. Well, not just graphic art but design too. So, I'm here to help in any way that I can and to start something new." She smiled brightly and turned back to Jasper.

"No offence Alice, and I love you know that, but wouldn't someplace like New York or LA be a better fit for you." Bella was being honest and I could see exactly where she was coming from.

Alice turned and faced us again with a thoughtful look on her face. "Nope. It's not about high end fashion for me anymore. Don't get me wrong, I mean, I'm not sending my Balenciaga to Good Will or anything." She held up some monster handbag. "It's back to basic necessities." She wagged her eye brows at me and I gave a little groan. The last time I saw her she was still trying to figure out was basic necessities meant.

"I want to design gear and clothing for the outdoors. Simple, basic, but with a subtle Alice flair. There's no reason you can't hike and look good." She took a breath. "I knew the minute Edward sent me those pictures. And… and…. I'm supposed to be here, Bella, you know that, it was time." She looked meaningfully at Bella.

Alice had confessed to me a long time ago, an ongoing discussion she used to have with Bella when we were younger. Bella told her that Alice would want the mall, the cars, and the flash but in the end her inspiration was here. Alice couldn't understand what I, and Bella for that matter, loved so much about the woods and the mountains. She argued with Bella about it. Bella apparently stood her ground. Alice told me that the last thing Bella told her when she was being pried off of her headboard was that someday she would come back, if only for the inspiration.

"Inspiration" I heard Bella whisper and my sister mouth at the same time. I watched the silent connection between two women that I loved and my heart swelled again. My little woodland nymph, I will spend a lifetime to know her ways.

I felt Bella shift in my arms and I felt so stupid for not realizing she was still standing without crutches. l swept her up bridal style and carried her to the couch and placed her on my lap. We were on one wing, Jasper and Alice opposite of us on the other wing and Emmett and Rose sat on the long section of the couch. Something seemed so familiar, so comfortable.

I was carefully observing Jasper and my sister through Bella's hair. Maybe it was having her on my lap or inhaling her scent with every breath, but I felt myself calming. Alice looked so calm, herself, and happy. Sure Alice was always bouncy, but this was different it was like he was giving off a chill gas or something. I decided I wasn't going to get my shit all up in his face. Jasper was a pretty stand up guy. He was a hard worker and was really good at what he did. He pretty much was what you see, is what you get. I guess I'll wait to see what happens with this.

Then I remembered why Bella and I had words in first place. Maybe she forgot? Yeah, right!

"So who's going to tell me what's going on regarding my accident?" Chirp, Chirp, Chirp.

"Bella, do you remember what saddle you used on Sunday?" Jazz asked.

"Of course, I was doing cross country but wasn't going the distance so I opted for my Stubben All Purpose. Why?" Stubben, must be the brand of the saddle?

"When was the last time you used that saddle and would you have had any reason to change the girth strap?" he questioned again.

"No, I know I didn't change the girth, but it has been a few weeks. I've been working on a new pattern so I've been using my dressage saddle lately." Yes, I knew that. I had been watching her horse dancing.

"Would anyone else use that saddle? Jazz, didn't you give some lessons last week," Emmett asked. Good question, Em.

"No," both Jazz and Bella said at the same time. Emmett looked at Bella for an explanation.

"That's a custom fit saddle, made especially for Zepher. Jazz knows that, there is no way he'd put that on any other horse, it would rub them raw." Okay that makes sense.

Jazz got up and went over to the bar and brought something from behind it. He walked over and placed two pieces of the girth strap Bella's lap.

I watched her closely while she examined it. Monday, I had called Demetri and he had given me the number to a security agency that our family had used in the past. I spoke to them about my concerns and they suggested background checks on all the employees. I wanted to believe that none of Adesse's employees could do something like this I still didn't want to take any chances. I could not take any chances when it came to Bella, she was everything. She may be mad at me for doing so but I will take no risks when it comes to her.

"These cords were cut on the far side, which would be under the flap and out of view. I tack and cinch on the near side," she stated and Jazz nodded his head in agreement.

Her head shook back and forth. I was rubbing small circles on her back, I was telling her I was here.

"I completely cleaned that saddle and all the parts the first of the month. Jazz, you know I have a rotating cleaning schedule for my tack. This was perfectly fine then, I'm positive." I looked at Jazz, he had sat back down next to Alice who was now holding a hand up to her mouth with her eyes wide.

"Bells, Edward said you had an altercation with Mike again….do you think…..?" Emmett asked trying to keep calm.

Emmett had told me he never forgiven himself for not being there for her and that Charlie had threatened all sorts of jail time if he would of took his vendetta out on Mike.

I felt her squeeze our one set of joined hands that rested on her lap.

"I don't think so, Em. Mike is an idiot. As much as I dislike him, I don't think he's evil. He's just a douche bag." Alice snickered, Emmett and Rose snorted. "Besides, he's too intimidated by Jake to even chance coming on this property."

"Sadly, I agree," I chimed in. A douche bag that if he ever looked at my girl again will look up to see my fist. I wish I could lift my leg, like Jake, and mark my territory, okay maybe that was a bit gross.

We all sat and threw theories back and forth. Nothing made sense and nothing was concrete. Bella thought that maybe there was a remote possibility that she could have done it by accident, but she did not sound convinced herself. Rose and Alice gave her theory some support, probably to make themselves feel better about the whole fucked up situation. It was evident how pivotal and how loved Bella was. I was slightly jealous of that but quickly gave myself a mental slap, but deep down I knew no one could love her as much as me.

"Guys, can we talk about this later? Alice just got here and I like to help her get settled and show her around," Bella told everyone.

Everyone nodded their head in agreement but still looked sullen.

"Hey, no matter what, we've got each other and we can't let this run our lives right?" She was trying to make them feel better.

"I guess so, Belly Bear," Em said.

She turned to look me in the eye and gave me a quick chaste kiss. I wanted more. "Thank you so much for taking care of me, but would you mind if I cooked tonight?"

"Are you sure you're up to it?" I tried not to sound too hopeful. I fucking loved Bella's cooking. I was doing an end zone dance in my head. My girl can cook…..my girl can cook…she gives me foodgasisms.

I nodded to tell her I defiantly did not mind, but only if she was up to it, I will insist on helping.

"Hell Yeah! Bella's cooking! Woot!" Emmett jumped up pumping his fist. Bella rolled her eyes and looked at me, I was pretty sure I had a stupid grin on my face.

"It would be my pleasure to show Miss Alice around before dinner," Jazz spoke up causing Rose's head to cock at an abnormal angle.

"I mean, if you'd like, of course," he spoke directly to Alice.

"I'd be honored, kind sir," she replied.

Oh, come on sis, since when are you Scarlet O'Hare?

"Great, Alice, I want to put you in the suite opposite your parents. It has two queen beds but it has more room in case you want a work space. Plus, I wouldn't want you to have to share a bathroom with Em. Em, Jazz could you grab Alice's bags and show her up there?" Bella was very perceptive and I'm sure she wouldn't want to cause any tension between the two girls or the guys for that matter. It looked like preferences have been clearly decided.

"How'd you get here anyways?" I wondered.

"Oh, I took a shuttle from the airport," She said slipping her arm through the wing Jasper extended to her.

Good lord, four hours from Sea-Tac to Forks, that had to have been hundreds of dollars. I wondered what about basic necessities did that include.

I was grateful that Emmett and Rosalie joined Alice and Jasper on her tour. It left me alone with my most favorite creature in the world.

She had me finish the salad up as I watched her make homemade lasagna noodles and bread sticks. Who the hell makes that stuff from scratch? Oh yeah! My girl! Both lasagna dishes were in the oven. Yes two, I was even eye-balling how much I'd have to fight Emmett over.

I picked her up and carried her to the great room. I sat in one of the overstuffed leather chairs and kept her on my lap. I closed my eyes as she ran her fingers through my hair. She leaned in and kissed the tip of my nose.

"I really am sorry, love," I said quietly.

"I know." She gave me a warm smile.

We both looked out on the lake enjoying our bubble. I was replaying her angel voice telling me that she loved me. I wanted to hear her say it again.

"So….do you just love 'Turdward' or do you think that could include me too?" I gave her the crooked smile that I knew she liked. Yeah, I was fishing. So what?

She gave me a musical chuckle. "Silly man, I love 'Turdward'." She kissed my forehead. "I love 'Assward'" She kissed my right cheek and bit her lip before continuing, "I love 'Sexward'." She kissed my left cheek.

'Sexward', holy hell, I don't mind that title.

"and I love…am in love with you, Edward." She pressed her silky lips to mine. Her tongue darted out seeking entrance.

Christ, this girl is sexy as hell. I parted my lips and sought out her tongue. We were gentle. I could feel so much emotion. My hands fell to her sides rubbing up and down gently. I felt her breathing increase and she became more reverent with her lips. I loved how she responded to me. Her hands were gripping the back of my head, tugging me closer if that was possible into her. It was too late to hide my arousal, the way she was seated on my lap. I didn't want to embarrass her. I pulled back and pressed her forehead to mine. We were both panting pretty hard.

She giggled. No, no, no, you did not just giggle because you felt my erection! Oh, God, please. She shifted giving me some friction which didn't help.

"Love, you know that's not nice," I pleaded.

"I was just remembering seeing little Eddie flopping when you jumped off the dock in all your glory."

God help me. I'll try so hard not to say you name in vain.

She leaned down to my ear. I could feel her warm breath.

"He's a really big boy now." She gave a little nip on my ear lobe and I just about lost my load.

Fuck me, my Bella is sex kitten. Thank you God! Thank you, thank you, and thank you.

"Bella, you're going to be the death of me," I mumbled back into her ear placing kisses below it just as the kitchen timer went off for the oven.

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