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Edward had to go back home to get the Volvo and settle some details, he said. He gave a wide grin which gave me the impression that he was working on the secret honeymoon. I put my hand on my hip wishing he would tell me the location already, but too happy to see him enjoying himself to be a total pain about it. I might as well let him have his fun.
I told him not to worry about hurrying back because I had plenty of house work to catch up on. I didn't want to sound desperate, needing him here with me, but I wished he would stay. I didn't care if he just sat and watched me, just as long as he was nearby. My pride won that battle and I settled for veiled acceptance of our time apart. He smiled and gave me a sweet kiss before reminding me that I could listen to music now when I cleaned.
"I mean that is why I got it for you, you know." He mentioned the mp3 player he had forced on me. He promised that he had not spent any money on it- that it was one of older ones he had laying around. Then why did it look brand spanking new? I rolled my eyes at him.
"Okay, but its upstairs and I have stuff down here to do." I made the excuse for not using it.
"Oh well, I can help there." He was off then with a wicked smile. He was back in not two breaths with the player and plug in earphones in his hand. His smile still plastered on his face. Sure, beat me into submission with his miracle vampire abilities and damn smile. I gave him a sarcastic smirk.
"Thanks." I took it from his hand.
"Don't forget to listen to the playlist I made for this purpose." I huffed out a sigh as I put in my headphones. "I would just hate it to go to waste." I heard his muffled voice teasing. He gave me another kiss and then he was off.
I stood there for moment trying to figure out how to make the stupid gadget work. Roll this way, don't roll this way. Press this, oh crap how'd do I get out of here!? It was all confusing. Finally I was in the playlist section and I spotted the list he had been referring to. He had titled it simply "Bella's Cleaning Music." I chuckled as I pressed the button to start the music and continued scrubbing the dishes.
The first song was one I had heard in Edward's car a few times. It was catching and fun. I found myself moving faster with the beat. Actually, it was fun with music. I didn't feel like I was even cleaning. The second song was more energetic and I started tapping my foot to the rhythm. This playlist had been a great idea. I now wished I hadn't been such a mope about it.
I moved to the living room dusting everything and vacuuming. The music blared in my ears now. It seemed like anytime I would have gotten tired with cleaning he had picked a song that would perk me up. My head was now bobbing to the beat and I smiled as moved quickly around the house cleaning as efficiently as ever.
I climbed the stairs with so much energy that I tripped on one of the steps. No damage done, so I laughed at myself. I stripped Charlie's sheets off his bed and then moved to my own bed. Just as I was about to move the sheets completely off my tiny bed a new song started playing. This was hypnotic and excruciatingly fun. The lyrics were light, but they felt sexy. I giggled at myself for thinking that.
My hips suddenly started moving to the song. I froze. Had I just attempted to dance? I laughed and then looked around to make sure that I was there by myself. It took me a few moments to feel assured that I would not get caught. I tried moving my hips again. Sure, I had no idea what I looked like, but this song was begging movement from me. I started moving my feet, my shoulders and then my whole body wanted in on it. I could hear my voice muffled as I sung the chorus that I easily memorized. When the song came to the bridge I paused, laughed one more time, and gathered the sheets. I was quite proud that I had not injured myself in my little experiment, and the best part was no one was the wiser. And then I turned around.
"Ah!" I gasped out and dropped the sheets in my hands. My worst dreams had come true. The dream in which all my flaws and stupidity were deftly and inescapably viewed by the one person I absolutely dreaded to display them to. Edward Cullen.
"Edward!" I ripped the earphones out of my ears. He leaned against the threshold of my door, arms crossed and looking pleasantly amused. The only thought that ran though my head was this:
Oh God. It's over now. He's seen me dance.
"How long have you been standing there?" I asked hoping that he would say not long. That he would only admit to seeing me gather the sheets. But when his smile broke out wide on his face and his eyes danced with delight, I knew I was done for.
"Since after the first verse." He said almost as if he was proud. I knew had been blushing before, but now the blood didn't just feel like it was burning my face- it was boiling it off.
"Oh." I covered my eyes. Maybe this was a dream. Yes, a dream. I could escape the humiliation then, but when I removed my hand he was still there.
"I was able to take care of things more quickly than I anticipated." He moved slowly, for him anyway, towards me. I swallowed feeling like my flesh was sliding off my bones. I could have been standing there naked for how exposed I felt. I groaned out loud.
"You know that is really not fair. Sneaking up on me like that, and scaring me." I accused him with an obvious squeak in my voice. I felt like a child all over again- a terribly ugly, clumsy child who just did something entirely humiliating in front of the entire world.
"Well, it's not fair that you don't show those moves off when you're with me." If Edward Cullen could be compared to something at this moment it would be the devil. This theory was odd since he looked like an angel.
I glared at him. I wasn't going to forgive him. No, he couldn't be forgiven. This was beyond reproach. I was minding my own business and he snuck up on me. Sure I was doing something that I should never have attempted, but no. He was the wrong one. Stupid sneaky vampire.
And then my thoughts completely left me. His hands were on my hips, his body close to mine. My breath hitched and my eyes closed instinctively at his touch. My heart beat stopped and then picked up an irregular pattern to beat to.
"I really can't dance, Edward. I was just fooling around." I stuttered out. "I mean I'm barely coordinated." His breath washed over me and I found it incredibly hard to concentrate on anything, including my previous anger.
"I think this is a matter of confidence, not coordination." He murmured to me. His lips lifted up into a smile and I saw the sheer amusement in his eyes. Well at least he was enjoying himself. He laughed quietly and then let a grin completely take over.
"Hips don't lie, Bella." He moved my hips gently with his hands. I thought I would was going to lose consciousness. Maybe I was dreaming- if it was then it had just turned for the better. He leaned down to me and kissed my cheek. He lingered there listening to my heavy breathing. He moved slowly to the other side of my face and kissed my other cheek. His hands moved slowly to my waist.
"Oh God." I said under my breath.
"What?" He said against the skin of my neck as he placed kisses there as well.
"You…can't…do…that. I'll go…nuts." I managed to breathe out.
"Well I'm hoping desirable coercion will convince you into to confidence over your coordination." He pulled away slightly looking into my eyes.
"I might be seriously and hopelessly addicted to you Edward, but you will never see that," I waved my hands over my hips, "again."
"Mmmm." He hummed. I took a deep breath. I saw the rawest of determination in Edward's eyes. How cruel could he be? How devious was he going to get? I could see the thoughts behind his eyes. He was going to get me to agree to something, and I wasn't so sure I could resist.
"I would never demand an encore performance." His hands once more traveled to my hips. "I would like that to be something you want to do again." He smiled with hope that I would want to one day attempt to dance again. I felt his hands sliding up my waist and then my arms before they were on each side of my neck just under my jaw line.
"But I will ask something of you in this area." His breath once more ensnared me to listen to every word pouring from his perfect mouth. His voice was like silk running over my body. I suddenly had the desperate desire to please in any way he asked of me.
"And what is that?" I struggled inside of myself to be objective to whatever his request was, but I found myself wanting to scream the word yes to anything he said.
"At our wedding, I expect to dance with my wife." My stomach dropped to the floor. It wasn't the world wedding that had caused such a reaction; although my aversion to it was not completely cured. It was the word wife coming from Edward Cullen's lips. I'm sure bunny -rabbit would sound ravenously sexy coming from him, but the word wife took my breath away. I could hear every word he was would attach to this single one. I could hear hope, love, desire, respect, care, and hunger. I couldn't deny that I didn't understand the hunger myself. I found myself often feeling desperate with that feeling towards him, but to have the feeling pointed to me…by him. That felt like a miracle.
"Bella, breathe my love." I did as he told me and dragged in a ragged breath. "Will you dance with me as my wife, Bella?" There was that word again! Did he know what he was doing! He must because he now was going to get exactly what he wanted.
"Yes." I said weakly. I did not have a moment to regain my bearings because his lips were on mine in an instant. I woke up to them and moved urgently with them. I heard a quiet moan from Edward as my hands came alive to run through his hair. He moved forward and I found myself moving backward. It took me a moment to register it, but he was moving me to my bed. For the second time that day I lost my stomach to gravity. I knew dancing could be dangerous, but it seemed to be the right kind of danger.
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