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Chapter 11

XXX Complications XXX

My head was spinning and I could've sworn that the birds chirping cheerfully outside the overly bright window were mocking me.

What had I done last night?

I could remember having wine with Alice. And I remembered Jasper sending me home in a cab so , judging from my astute deduction skills, clearly I was in my own bed. Thank God. But what then? My head hurt and my mouth tasted like ass. Seriously, I was happy to be alone, for once. I rubbed my belly trying to quiet it down since it seemed that whatever noise it was making was acerbating my headache, only to find out that somehow during the night I had taken my clothes off and was currently stark naked. What the hell?

I racked my brain to figure out the events of the evening. So, there was drinking and a cab ride, that I was sure of. I flipped over to my stomach and pulled my pillow over my head. Damn birds. As I tried, unsuccessfully to make myself comfortable, I heard something fall to the ground.

I jerked my head up too quickly and held my aching temple in my hand as I reached next to the bed at an attempt to find what had fallen.

Finding the noise making apparatus. I froze. My phone. Shit. Who had I called?

I quickly, well as quickly as one still partially drunk person could manage, stumbled around on my bed and sat up. Tangled in my comforter and sheets, I looked down and said a silent prayer as I scrolled through the last numbers that I had dialed.

My breath caught in my throat when it spotted the one number I was praying would not be on there. I am never drinking again. Ever.

I swallowed the bile that had quickly risen and let out a loud slew of expletives. I had called Edward.

Fuck my life. I racked my brain for any clue as to what I had said to him. God only knew what kind of conversation we could've had given my dirty thoughts about him and my missing brain filter.

I threw myself under the covers and tried to convince myself that it couldn't have been that bad. I mean, I was clearly drunk; he had to have noticed that, right?

My stomach was still grumbling and I was weary of the reason for my nakedness. Had I been sick during the night and gotten undressed? I flipped back the covers and looked around my room, only to see the clothes I had worn on the previous day strewn about. So no, I wasn't naked because I had been sick Thank God, I hated that.

So, why was I naked? I looked to where Mr. Perfect usually hung out in my absence and then remembered he had passed.

Damn, an "O" would've been so good right now.

Speaking of "O", I remembered why I was naked. And I remembered part of a conversation with Edward. Oh, God, it all came back to me. Had I told him that I wanted to do unspeakable things to his body? Shit, I buried myself under my covers and froze as it suddenly hit me. I had a date with him and had promised lasagna. Fuck, I didn't want to face him after that blurb.

Really, Bella, really?

I suddenly remembered why I was naked. Speaking to him had gotten me all hot and bothered.

Yeah, pervert.

The phone that I had been clutching between my fingers started ringing, making me wonder who the fuck would be calling me on a Saturday morning.

Looking at the small lit-up call display screen, I noticed it wasn't morning. The treacherous screen read 12:45 and underneath read Alice B.

Great, I hoped that Edward hadn't told her about anything, then again I knew he was sleeping at this hour so there was a slim chance that she would be calling me about my impending date.

I sighed and answered the phone, hoping to shut off the damn ringing in my head, along with the noise coming from the phone. I groggily answered, "Hello."

"How are we feeling this afternoon?" Alice's overly cheerful voice screeched into the phone.

"Oh God, not so loud there, Pixie." I moaned and flopped back onto my bed pulling the blankets up under my chin.

"Oh Bella, take some Advil and get over yourself. I have it on good authority that you may have some plans this evening." She giggled. It sounded like nails on a chalkboard. I wanted to go back to sleep.

Feigning ignorance I asked, "How do you know that?"

"Oh, silly Bella, I know all. We've been through this. Edward called me when he got home this morning. The poor boy didn't know what to make of your drunken conversation."

I sighed, "Oh, fuck me. What did I say?"

"Don't worry, whatever it was that you said it wasn't that bad. He's looking forward to seeing you tonight."

"Oh goodie.|" Sense the sarcasm, "I thought I had dreamed that. How do I face him? I keep embarrassing myself around him."

"Well, he thought you were cute. He's clearly in love with you. I don't think you're that cute when you're drunk."

I ran my hand over my face, "Gee, thanks Alice. Was there a point to this phone call?"

"Not really, I just wanted to make sure you were up. Just remember, wear something sexy and use protection." She giggled.

I sighed and rubbed my eyes with my free hand, "Thanks, mom."

"Go get him, tiger." She giggled again and hung up.

Huffing and shaking my head, trying to get my brain to clear up, I got out of bed and walked to the kitchen, yes stark naked. I live alone, nobody cares.

Taking two Advil tablets and a glass of iced tea I couldn't help the smile that crept up on my face. We finally had an actual date. Well, I needed to confirm and as embarrassing as that was going to be, I was still very excited.

I walked to the bathroom and took a shower, thoroughly washing my hair and letting the water wash away any doubt that I had about Edward. Well, really, I was just washing away the sweat oozing out of my pores but really the proverbial thought of the water washing away the doubt gave me the strength I needed to get my ass in gear and get over myself. I couldn't have been that embarrassing if he said I was cute and called Alice to gossip about it. If our relationship was to work, we'd need to talk about his over sharing. Really, it was my job to tell her stuff. She was my best friend after all. Ok, I know, possessive much but I was holding on to straws here people. My sanity was a mere wine glass away from disappearing all together.

I finally got out of the shower and dressed in some track pants and a tank top. I needed to go to the store for some supplies I mean, lasagna, although my absolute favorite meal, required a lot of preparation and I didn't exactly keep a steady supply of ingredients in my kitchen to make it on a whim. After making a list of what I needed, I made my way to the grocery store and back without incident.

When I got home, there was a message from Edward telling me to call him back. I hadn't called him, knowing that he would be asleep and figured he would call me if needed. God did I hope he needed.

"Hello."

I swallowed hard, hearing his voice did things to my underwear I'd much rather not think about, "Edward, it's Bella."

"Hi," I heard his voice cheer up at the sound of mine, "how are you doing today?"

I closed my eyes, "I woke up with a slight headache and feeling thoroughly embarrassed. You?"

"I woke up with a smile on my face and couldn't wait to hear your voice again."

I felt my cheeks flush and bit my lip. I'm pretty sure my girly bits cheered and flooded my underwear. I needed to remind myself not to jump him when he'd come over.

"God, you are something, Edward Cullen." I shook my head and closed my eyes. His words were clearly getting to me.

"I could say the same, Miss Swan."

I giggled, God I'm pathetic, "Do you know where I live?"

"Yeah, I got directions from Alice."

Of course.

"I need to talk to that meddling Pixie."

"Don't be too hard on her. I've been the one berating her with questions and Alice has never been able to resist my charms." Oh, God, don't let me think about his charms.

"Why Mr. Cullen, you should reserve your charms for the ladies not related to you."

He chuckled, "Hmm, never wanted to, until now that is."

I swallowed; I wanted him to use his charms on me.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I will."

Oh, did I say that out loud?

"Yeah, I'll be there at six, and Bella, stop stressing out. It's just me and you tonight, okay?"

I smiled, "Okay, see you then."

We said our goodbyes and I made dinner; Lasagna with a side of fresh Caesar salad with some homemade garlic bread. I know, garlic, but hey, if we're both eating it, it doesn't matter. Anyways, there was absolutely no guarantee that there would be any canoodling going on As much as we seemed to like each other, I was all for taking it slow. The one thing I did not want to do is go too fast and freak him out, I mean, the boy was practically a virgin. Alice's words, not mine.

XOXOXOXO

Five fifty six. Oh god, I was a ball of nerves.

Looking at the dinner table, everything was set perfectly. Salad was tossed, bread was warming along with the lasagna. I had my hair up in a messy bun and was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans, red v-neck sweater and socks. No shoes. It was my house after all.

Now, all that was missing was Edward.

Five fifty eight.

My stomach was growling, the smell of fresh food made my mouth salivate. It was a good thing I liked this boy a lot cause anybody else and I would've dug in and started eating already.

The moment the large hand on my clock hit six o'clock, the doorbell rang. I was relieved and freaking out. Nervous was an understatement, I thought I was going to throw up.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, settling my nerves. "Calm down, Bella. It's just Edward." I told myself out loud before opening the door.

That breath, it got stuck in my throat. The boy – man – in front of me was beyond hot. I mean, Edward was hot, don't get me wrong. He'd always reminded me of those catalog models, ya know the ones for Abercrombie and Finch, all straight jawed and beautiful no matter what crazy outfit they had on.

"Aren't you going to let me in, beautiful." He smirked at me, getting me out of my lusty haze.

I shook my head, getting out of the gutter. Unsuccessfully, may I add? "Yeah, come on in." I opened the door wider and let him come inside. I felt my girlie bits stand up and take notice. They needed some lovin'.

I closed the door and backed up against it, steadying myself before taking a step forward. Fuck if I could keep myself in check long enough for him to leave so I could potentially rub one out. Do girls rub one out? I know boys do. I wondered if he did. Would he let me watch? I licked my lips and let the images filter through my brain. It left me wondering if he did that before coming over. Maybe I should have. I could always make a run to the bathroom. Oh, God, I think I reached my breaking point. Shit, he's talking.

"Bella, did you hear anything I just said?" he smirked at me while I just gaped at him with my mouth open like a fish.

"What, yeah make yourself comfortable." I motioned to the dining room, "Sorry, dinner's ready, I just need to get it out of the oven."

I made myself move forward, passed him carefully, it was like I could feel him here all around me. His scent was driving me crazy; in the confines of my apartment, it felt like I was swimming in it. I inhaled the mixture of food and Edward and I think I came a little. Really, I'm not lying. So good.

I got the food out and set it up on the table and finally took a seat facing him.

"This smells so good." He grinned, "You look beautiful, by the way."

I felt my cheeks warm and knew I was probably ten shades beyond pink, "Thank you, you look beautiful too." I face palmed at my own words, making him laugh.

"Beautiful, Bella, really?" He smirked.

"Ok, well, you look hot." Shit, I smacked my hand over my mouth, feeling like if I didn't my word vomit would finally kill me.

He let out a loud Alice-like snort, amusement written all over his face. "I could say the same about you, Bella."

After recovering all too smoothly from my epic embarrassment, I dished out some food onto our plates. We ate and talked comfortably. Every time I would say something mortifying, he would always make me feel better about it, sometimes countering with something else that would make him blush. I didn't know if he did it on purpose or if he too was just that nervous around me.

After cleaning up the table and dishes, we settled on the sofa. I sat at one end while he sat at the other. I wasn't sure as to what the protocol was for this kind of thing, I mean, was I supposed to sit on his lap? Probably not.

To my surprise, Edward had brought over a movie. I was pretty thankful for that since I hadn't even thought about post dinner activities.

Yeah you had.

Ok, so maybe my post dinner plans involved us being naked. But realistically speaking, I knew that wouldn't happen. Maybe it was wishful thinking. Maybe I was just too involved with making dinner the best he's ever had to bother with anything. I don't know but I was happy to see he had thought ahead.

I eyed the DVD case nervously, "So, what are we watching?"

"Well, I didn't know what you'd like so I went to the video store before coming over. I figured a comedy was a safe bet." He smiled and licked his bottom lip. I stared at its glistening pout, wishing I could press my own lips to it. "The lady recommended 'Friends with Benefits', she said it was funny."

"Ehmmm, yeah, funny's great." I kept my eyes on his lips. They were mesmerizing.

"Do you want me to put it in?"

"Yes, please do." I think I growled.

"Bella, are you okay?"

I snapped out of my lust bubble and brought my eyes to meet his emerald ones, "I'm sorry, what?"

"I asked if you wanted me to put the movie in. Are you sure you want to watch-"

I cut him off by throwing myself at him.

Yeah, not so subtle but his lips were taunting me and really he was just there and I really needed to kiss his face. He hesitated for a brief second before kissing me back. It was frenzied and quick. There was some tongue and teeth and I didn't care because it was Edward and I just wanted to feel his body pressed against mine. And oh God was his body close to mine, I could feel his growing erection pressing against my hip and I was giddy with lust and excitement. My hand went directly to the back of his neck where they fisted the soft tendrils of hair; subsequently making him growl.

So many thoughts went through my head but I didn't let any of them stop me from feeling him. His hands tentatively wrap around my torso and pull me on top of him so that I was straddling his thighs. Oh, boy, that was not a roll of pennies ladies and gentlemen. Tanya was not lying her whorish ass off. For once.

I hummed, letting whatever sensations he was creating with his body take over all of my senses. I didn't care that he was just getting out of a relationship. I didn't care that I was losing control of any of my senses. I didn't care that he was my best friend's cousin.

My entire body felt like a live wire, tingling with desire. I kissed his lips then pulled back and kissed his jaw, God, do they make jaw porn? Cause his could qualify for some of that.

I pressed my nose to the junction between his neck and shoulder and inhaled, making him shiver in response. His skin smelled like soap, aftershave, musk and man. So fucking good.

His hands made their way up my back and to my neck, sending shivers up and down my spine. He then pulled me closer to him so that he could kiss my neck and bare collarbones, making me hum and grind myself onto his lap. Shameless, yeah that was me.

"Hmm, so good." I moaned as he licked and nipped at my pulse point. God, the boy with no game sure had mad skills with his tongue. Which led me to wonder what else he could do with said tongue. My panties were so wet, I was certain to leave a wet spot on his lap.

I was getting carried away and I didn't want to stop what we were doing. His hands on my body felt right. His body's response to me felt amazing, never had I had that kind of effect on a man. I mean, I knew they were turned on and, as we fooled around, they were definitely always aroused, don't get me wrong. Maybe it was just that it was Edward and what I felt for him went beyond whatever I had ever felt about anybody else.

I pulled back and leaned my forehead against his, trying to regain my composure and regulate my breathing as he did the same all the while keeping my eyes closed, savoring the moment.

With my eyes closed, I swallowed hard. All I could think about was what if I screwed up and went too far too fast. For God's sake, I could still feel him as hard as a rock against me. It felt so fucking good. Part of me felt bad for letting it go to waste. I sighed and opened my eyes, "I'm sorry."

He smiled, "Bella, that was amazing." as his hands ran down my back and came to rest on my hips. His eyes sparkled with nothing but happiness.

"I just needed to kiss you," I said sheepishly while peering into those pretty green eyes.

"Well, sweetheart, you can kiss me whenever you want to. You never have to ask." He grinned that lopsided grin that made my panties get really uncomfortable.

"Hmm," I bit my bottom lip and acted all innocently, batting my eyelashes for full effect, "that could get awkward if I get the urge while we're in public."

He laughed, "I think we've already done that once."

I face palmed, "Oh, yeah, you're absolutely right. Well, that just means I get to do it all the time now." I smiled.

I got off of his lap and tried not to look as he adjusted himself.

I could take care of that problem.

I wondered if he'd let me kiss it all better.

We settled into the sofa, his arm around my shoulder and my head on his chest where I could hear his heart beat and watched the movie. Being near him felt like home.

We kissed a bit and cuddled throughout the movie. When it ended, he left my apartment but not without leaving me breathless and wanting more.

I went to bed that evening, vowing that my next orgasm would be at the hand of Edward Cullen. It was a good thing that Mr. Perfect had died, I might have had to kill him myself. Well, I might have done that anyways with the way I had abused him. But I digress.

Sunday morning, I woke up early and drove to my parent's house. I ended up spending the day gossiping with my mother while my father went fishing. I told her about Edward and the wedding and everything that had happened. She was encouraging and told me to follow my heart.

When I got home that night, I opened my computer to find that Edward had left me a sweet message telling me how much he had enjoyed our evening together. I wrote him back that I had missed him today. And I had missed him. I longed for the day when he could come with me to visit my family and I would love to meet his mother once again. This time, not under the guise of his wedding.

I woke up Monday morning feeling ready to face anything my stupid job would bring me. They could load up my desk with all the shit they wanted and I would have taken it all in stride. Nothing could've ruined my day.

Until I heard her voice filter throughout the office.

A/N: Dun, dun, dun...

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