Thank you so much for all your help Sunflower Fran, NanStew, Pixie Masen, and Denise Leora Madre. You all gave me the push to continue writing and I can only hope I have made Roxy proud by continuing one of our stories.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to Stephanie Meyer.
Chapter 10
It's not long before Edward is walking beside me as I make my way down the beach, kicking my legs in the water.
"Interesting experiment." He says, nodding his head as he pops sunflower seeds into his mouth.
I say nothing, nor do I acknowledge that he's speaking. "Ignoring me won't work forever, Princess. We'll be going to the same school in a few weeks."
I still ignore him and take a deep breath. I don't want to speak to him because then I'll be tempted to look at him in all his bare-chested glory.
He doesn't make this easy on me, though, which is what I should expect from someone that has been a persistent pain in my ass since meeting him a month ago.
He steps in front of me walking backward as I continue forward, my head angled facing the water to avoid his face and chest.
"You're going to pretend I'm not here?" He asks, then chuckles to himself. "What do you accomplish by ignoring people?"
"A lifetime of self-inflicted loneliness." It hurts to say because it's true, but also because I sort of wish it weren't true.
"See, that's what I thought." He wags his finger at me. "That you were a loner. Then I decided that I don't care. You can't get rid of me. I know what I want."
"And what might that be, Prince?" I stop abruptly and fold my arms across my chest.
His eyebrows raise and his steps falter. He doesn't answer right away, but his eyes remain on me as he takes two slow steps toward me closing the distance.
"I want you-" He tries to say, but I cut him off scuffing at his attempt.
"How original!"
His brows crease and his face grows intense. "You didn't let me finish." He snaps. "I want you to want things you think you can't have, so I can be the one to make you smile when I give them to you."
"What makes you think you can give me anything I don't already have?"
"You don't have that smile, and you don't have me..." I didn't realize that I was biting down on my lip until he pulls it from between my teeth. "...yet." He whispers.
My brain slowly works his words around in my head, and I stumble back unsteadily.
He reaches around and holds me up by my waist. I feel the heat of his body and my eyes flutter closed. I feel him tuck a lock of hair behind my ear, and my eyes fly open at the intimate touch.
"Now be a good girl and tell me about your day."