[Chapter 10]
Title: Morning kisses
Note: All characters belong to Stephanie Meyer.
Hmm so warm… so nice… I will never let you go Edward… I will never ever let you go…
I opened my eyes and found myself still cradled securely in Edward's arms. I dragged Edward's right hand and placed it on top of my belly like a blanket. With my hand on his, I started drawing small lazy circles on it. I smiled at Edward's hand, fervently admiring every part of it; nails, knuckles, skin tone, veins and bone joints.
All of a sudden, the hand left its spot and in a flash was found pressing itself on my laughing bone, tickling me! The hand was merciless, my body twisted and turned violently under its power, forcing me to laugh so hard till my stomach hurt.
"Stop Edward! Stop! I give up! I give up, I promise! Please stop!" I cried breathlessly in between my boisterous laughter. After much begging, the torture finally came to an end. Yes it was torture! Being tickled is one of my weaknesses, a weakness Edward knows and makes full use of it to his advantage.
I pushed the completely messed up hair away from my face and looked up, only to see an absolutely stunning face smiling down at me. Edward's smile was like no other. One glimpse of his smile and it could turn your world upside down. I pulled his face closer to mine and like magnets, our lips met each other. Ah… morning kisses are always the best.
"Good morning." I said, putting a hold to the make out session Edward and I was having.
"Good morning to you too my love." Edward replied, before landing another peck on my lips. I hugged Edward's torso and pressed my head into his chest, still remaining in the same position we were last night. Edward hugged me back, laying his chin on top of my head with enough pressure to tell me that he was there without making it painful. I closed my eyes, relishing in the ambience I'm in.
"Let's eat breakfast together." I suggested.
"I think you mean brunch?" Edward chuckled.
"Brunch? What time is it already?"
"Its… 11.05 now." 11.05! That's ridiculous! Doesn't Edward need to go to work?
"Edward hurry! You're already late for work!" I screamed frantically while jerking myself off Edward's arms, sitting myself down in front on him.
My sudden action must have amused Edward one way or another because he is now laughing his head off. I don't get it, what is so funny? Edward is about to get a big scolding from James and he was still in the mood for laughter?
"Edward, what is so funny? You're late! You better hurry or else you're going to get a big scolding from James!" I wailed, grabbing his knees and shaking them. But Edward's continuous laughter was all the response I got.
"Edward! What is wrong with you?" I was totally bewildered by his actions. I started getting off the bed but was stopped by Edward pulling me back.
"Alirght alright, I'll stop laughing!" He proclaimed, tugging at my hands until I sat back in front of him. I waited calmly as he tries his best to cool himself down.
"Oh Bella, what am I going to do with you… You should have seen the expression on your face just now!" He began chuckling to himself but soon quieted down when I put a frown on my face.
"This is not a laughing matter Edward." Was I really saying this when I was always the one late for everything? Hmm…Is it just me or do I sound like Edward with the tone I was using?
"Ok, I'm sorry love. The thing is that I have already called James this morning to inform him that I was going to come in late today. So you have nothing to worry about my dear. But I must say, the expression on your face just now was simply priceless…" Damn it, I must have looked like a bloody fool just now! See what happens when you don't get your facts right…Oh no, does it mean Edward was awake the whole time?
Warmth could be felt spreading throughout my body. Somehow or rather, I feel good when Edward feels good. Is that normal?
"Ah… my Bella blushes!" I snapped back to reality only to find myself in Edward's arms once more. But this time, he was carrying me, bridal style to……
The bathroom. His actions came too fast, I didn't even have time to react. Yet again, that may be a good thing as I am awfully bad at coordinating my mind and body, I might have fallen out of his arms and land awkwardly on the floor.
Edward put me down beside the bathtub. The marble tiled walls were hard but cool against my back. I never took my eyes off Edward.
"Why don't you take a shower first while I'll go and call James to check up on work for a little bit. Then we can go to Gloria's to have brunch. How about that?" Edward beamed down at me.
"Sounds great!" I replied, smiling at Edward before giving his abs a little kiss. It's now proven that Emmett, Rosalie's husband isn't the only muscle man around here. Yes ah!
"Don't take too long now…" Edward warned, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead before heading out the bathroom door.
I stripped myself of all clothing and turned the shower tap on. I stood beneath the shower head, letting its water hit me, cooling my body temperature at the same time. I lathered my body thoroughly with soap before rinsing it off. Then proceeding to wash my brown locks with a special brand of shampoo my hair stylist insists I use to protect its shine and shape.
Ending my shower with a wash of my face, I turned the tap off and dried myself with a huge fluffy towel. Remembering that Edward was probably already waiting for me downstairs, I quickly got dressed, applying a little make-up, not bothering about my semi-dried hair that rests lazily on my shoulders and made my way down to the front porch. True enough, Edward was there, looking clean and smelling really damn good.
"Ok, I'm done." I sang.
"You smell lovely…" Edward turned and looked at me, grinning.
"You don't smell that bad either." I teased. Edward gave a low chuckle and took hold of my left hand. And there we went, hand in hand to his car.
Gloria's was a nice cozy little eatery about 20 blocks down street. They serve the finest homely comfort food that Edward and I just can't get enough of. The dessert part of the menu was never left neglected with a variety of cakes, pastries and pudding to choose from. The best part was that they always used the fruits that were in season and thus bringing out the best in each recipe. Just thinking about the overly delightful brunch I'm about to have, makes my mouth water.
As if Edward could hear my thoughts, he pressed on the acceleration paddle, increasing the speed of the car.
"Are we in a hurry?" I asked. Edward's face was a little strained and I was getting kind of worried.
"I'm sorry love. I promised James I'll be in the clinic by 2. I hope you don't mind…" Edward replied in an apologetic tone.
Edward has always been a responsible person, so I don't blame him if he gets a little uptight about his work. Afterall, people all over entrust their beloved pets to him, believing that he is able to cure them. We're talking about the lives of animals here, pets that are being loved dearly by their owners who might even regard them as children of their own. It definitely is a huge responsibility. If I were Edward, I doubt I will be able to handle that of expectation from people that I don't even know!
"Of course not dear… I know your work is important to you. You don't have to worry about me, I'll take a taxi home latter." I suggested, thinking that it would be kind of tedious if Edward were to send me home, then driving off again to work.
"Thank you for being so understanding love." Edward brought the back of my hand to his lips, giving it a tender kiss. I giggled at the ticklish feeling.
Not long latter, we reached our destination.
"Ah, what brings fork's two little love birds here this afternoon?" Aunt Gloria's booming welcome and laughter seemed to have directed her patrons' attention to us. I couldn't help but blush, this was kind of embarrassing. But that is Aunt Gloria, a stout middle aged lady who has a great sense of humor, a really loud voice and culinary gifted hands that make the best blueberry cheesecake you will ever have.
Edward held on my hips in a protective manner, leading us through the semi-crowded diner. Aunt Gloria met us half way, pulling us into a tight squeeze and pecking both our cheeks.
"How are you Aunt Gloria?" Edward greeted.
"I'm still the same dear. How are the two of you? Or is it the three of you now?" Aunt Gloria rubbed my belly, giving me a little wink, and then looking back at Edward. I could feel my face heating up again. What in the world is Aunt Gloria thinking? Me? Pregnant? At 18? That's ridiculous!
"It'll just be the two of us for now Aunt Gloria." Edward chuckled, pulling me closer to his side. "Hmm, do I smell beef stew back there?" Edward quickly changed the topic. He was always good with words.
"You do have a sharp sense of smell son! So are you guys here for lunch or what?" Aunt Gloria shoved the both of us to the table at the corner, next to the water feature.
"I'll have one of my waiters take your order in a minute. Today's specialty would be beef stew noodles and as for the dessert, it will be your favorite blueberry cheesecake Bella." My face lit up instantly at the sound of blueberry cheesecake. Today must be my lucky day!
A/N: I know that this took 2 whole weeks to complete and I'm really sorry for it. But now, it's finally up! I'm working on chapter 10 straight away. Remember to review ok? Oh and one more thing, should I or should I not write a lemon in the future chapters? Vote by sending me a p.m or include it in your review. Thanks again for your support of this FanFic. Love ya'll!