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~~~Bella~~~
Okay. Anyone who says you can sleep when you die, tell them to come talk to me after a few weeks of working non-stop. I have been taking call most nights to save up for another apartment. The operating room has been a revolving door with emergent procedures. Sadly, most of them are in the middle of the night. Of course, it's not just the job that keeps me up all night.
"Wake up," I said groggily, reaching over to squeeze Edward's knee. He groaned a response and draped his leg over my hip.
"No, really, you have to wake up. My dad will be awake soon-"
"You're an adult; why should he care? He knows we're together," he said into my hair, his breath cascading over my ear and sending a shiver down my spine. I shook it off.
"Have you forgotten that we are in his house?" Edward quickly jumped up, gathering his clothes together to dress himself. I sat up and watched him. Simply because I am a perv.
"You don't think he'd chase me out with a shotgun do you?" he asked pulling on his pants.
"That's a tough one. Let me think," I giggled as I rose to my knees just to peck his lips.
"I think he just might, especially if he knew what we were doing in here last night-" Edward moaned against my lips.
"I think I'll head out now." Edward has established a routine of quietly exiting my bedroom and the house, locking the door behind him. I know we'll get caught some day, but I am looking at a place around town today after work.
"I think that's best. Besides it's Thursday and I peeked at the assignments yesterday. I am in your room today," I said as I buried my head into his chest.
"Hmmmm, I get to be with you all day. Too bad I won't be able to touch you." He pouted.
"We'll figure something out. Now go." I gave his ass a quick pat.
"See you soon." I gave him a goodbye kiss and he left.
The past few nights, Edward has been sneaking into my bedroom, and I enjoy every second of it. No matter what time I get home for work, we work around the call. I can't get enough of him. Of course, we can't be as loud as we want, but we can still have our fun.
Two weeks ago after the Fall Ball, we made love for the first time. I tried to bait him that night, for that night I had a one track mind. I purposely forgot my pajamas, hoping to be naked during our stay at the B&B. I was nervous and tried my best to be seductive. But how should I go about being seductive when I haven't tried in so long? Who knew that the simple gesture of him unzipping my gown would seal the deal. I should have just stripped naked and pounced on that sexy fucker. I bet he would have loved that.
You have to get ready for work, missy!
I quickly shook my naughty thoughts of Edward out of my mind and went to take a shower. Speaking of showers, we had a little romp in the shower at the B&B the next morning, and then once again before we left. Hmmmm…naked, wet Edward! God, I love him.
Dressed and ready for work, I headed to the hospital. I dashed up to the O.R. and changed into my scrubs. Today I wore my Mickey Mouse scrub cap, because it's Edward's favorite.
Surprisingly, there has been no gossip about Edward and my relationship. Jessica doesn't talk to me anymore, but I can't blame her. She'd had her eyes on Edward since he started. I wave it off because 1) he is with me, 2) because she annoyed the shit out of me before, and 3) I don't care
Dr. Cullen, Sr. had a few procedures and since Edward didn't have any, Edward will be assisting. I must focus and not think about him. We had a long day ahead of us.
"Morning, Bella," Angela greeted while on the phone.
"Morning," I replied and started to open up the supplies for our first case, which was a femoral hernia repair.
"Wait!" she shouted.
"What's up?" I instantly stilled my hands.
"Change of plans. Dr. Cullen just called from the ER. We're bumping the first case for an appendectomy." I started to gather all of the supplies to switch them out for the supplies we would need for the different procedure.
"Open or Laparoscopic?" I asked.
"Open, the patient is five years old." Ugh, I hate working on children. They always come in screaming, afraid for their lives. I don't blame them. They're brought into a cold room, where all the people are dressed in space suits with masks covering their faces. I'd be scared, too, if I was five.
I went into the inner core and grabbed a major pan, a laporatomy pack, and various other items needed for the different procedure.
The inner core is a huge supply room that stores all the surgical supplies and instruments. It is accessible through all of the operating rooms.
Quickly, we opened everything and I started to set-up. After Angela and I counted my instruments and sponges, she went to get the patient. As expected, the teary-eyed child was wheeled into the room.
The anesthesiologist put the kid to sleep fast. They usually give them a dose of Versed to calm them before they enter; although, sometimes they don't. Judging by the frantic state of the child upon arriving, I guess Dr. Smith, our anesthesiologist, didn't. Stupid.
Edward and Carlisle entered the room and we did our time out.
Time out – the pause that counts – is when we announce the patient's name, and all of us agree upon the procedure that is about to take place. This is done to ensure that we have the correct patient and perform the correct procedure.
"Timothy Cutler, exploratory laporatomy, possible appendectomy," Angela announced.
"Agree?" We all said yes and began the procedure.
The procedure, being routine, went smoothly. Until I dazed out, focusing on Edward's hands. Even wearing gloves, they are still sexy, the way they feel against my skin, his talented fingers that give me release. His strong arms that wrap around me so tight. His beautiful eyes, the crooked smile that I love. I love everything about him. Especially his huge beefy-
"-Cock" I heard Dr. Cullen, Sr. say. What's he, a mind reader? He was looking at me expectantly, and I blankly stared back.
"What?" I rasped out.
"Babcock" Oh right, I quickly handed him one and tried to focus.
"What has you so out of it Bella?" Edward asked. Even wearing a mask I could tell he was smiling underneath. I shook my head and focused on the task at hand.
After that embarrassing display, the day went by rather quickly. At 3 p.m., I did my little dance and headed out to the parking lot, no call tonight.
Edward was waiting for me by his car. We usually did this when we finish at the same time.
Rapidly, I walked over to him, and he scooped me up into his arms.
"What's on the agenda for tonight, love?" he asked. He makes me so happy when he uses that word. I only wish I had the courage to say the words myself. He's never flat out said "I love you", even though I often dream that he does.
"I have to look at that place over on Pike Street."
He grimaced. "You mean the one over that bar?"
"Yeah, it's in town and cheap. My kind of place," I said, shrugging.
"I think you should really wait out for something better," Edward said.
"I can't take living with my parents. I am not used to it," I said, releasing him.
"Besides, it's been over a month since the Jake thing, I really should move on. Lately, when I am alone, I don't feel the need to look over my shoulder,"
"Well, I still think you should stay with your parents a little while longer. Can't hurt, right?" he pleaded. I rolled my eyes, but said nothing.
I didn't want to argue, he wasn't going to bend me on my decision. He's not thinking about the fact that we could literally run around naked if I had my own place.
"How 'bout once I get my own place, I'll walk around naked most of the time." He tickled my side.
"Now that you put it that way…but over a bar? Come on, babe, you can find a nicer place than that." I furrowed my brows at him. He gave my left breast a little squeeze when he said the word "that". Was it a gesture for emphasis?
"Come with me: I meet with the landlord in an hour. We can stop by Alice and Jasper's for a while 'til its time to leave, then we'll have dinner." I smiled sweetly at him, the gorgeous breast grabber.
"Sounds like a plan," he said as he bent down to kiss me.
We entered our own cars and retreated to my sister's house. We chatted lightly with Alice and played with the babies and before long, it was time to leave.
We arrived at Pike Street and entered the neighborhood bar, "Dad's Change of Pace". The owner of the bar also owns the building. He was awaiting my arrival, very eager to have someone with a steady income as one of his renters.
He showed us the apartment, a two-story walk up, which had one bedroom, an eat-in kitchen, and a small area for a living space. The bathroom was very old, having a grime-stained cast iron bathtub. It was okay, but I was not impressed. At all. I politely thanked him for his time and told him I would be in touch.
"So...what'd ya think?" Edward asked, swinging our conjoined hands, as we walked toward our cars.
"Not gonna happen. I may be looking for cheap but if I had a dog, I wouldn't even allow it to live there."
Edward sighed."I'm so relieved to hear you say that, now how 'bout some grub?" he asked. I chuckled at his choice of words.
"Grub? Country life is growing on you I see." Country or not, who uses the word "grub"? He's so damn cute.
"When in Rome." He shrugged.
"Let's just head back to my parents' house, I can just make us something. After all, tomorrow night is still date night, correct?" No call tomorrow night either. Or the whole weekend. Holla!
"About that-" He had an uneasy look on his face. I did not like it. "Emmett called me earlier; he thought it might be fun if we all went out as a group."
"Group?" I asked.
"Yeah, the six of us. There's a new club opening in Middletown. Rose and Em want to check it out," he said sheepishly.
"Sounds fun." I shrugged.
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"Don't be such a baby. Put the damn thing on," Alice shouted at me. She wanted me to wear a halter top that was a little too revealing for my taste. I begrudgingly put it on. It was nice, black, and left little to the imagination. I agreed to the skinny jeans and spike-heeled boots, but I drew the line at the top. Although, the ensemble did look hot.
"I look like a whore, besides it's freezing out there," I whined.
"You'll wear a jacket outside. Look at yourself," she grasped my shoulders and roughly turned me towards the mirror, "You look great and it gets hot in nightclubs." She gently pulled the neckline down a little further, making the ladies more noticeable.
"And would it really be the end of the world for you to look more like a woman? It's just for one night."
"Hey, I look like a woman everyday." I pouted.
"No, you look like a high school student." She giggled. I thought about it for a minute. Okay, yeah, Alice was right. But still, this is way beyond the normal realm of what I consider comfortable. Not to mention, how revealing it is. I can't wear it.
"I bet Edward won't be able to keep his hands off you." Oh, you evil little pixie. You're good.
"Okay, whatever, I'll wear it." It is always best to just agree with Alice.
Forty-five minutes later, everyone else showed up at my sister's and we were having a drink before departing. With the twins spending the night at Grandma's, Alice and Jasper were really excited. They haven't had a night out in a while.
Every one looked good in their clubbing attire, especially Edward. I was surprised that he was also wearing jeans. The jeans made his ass look fantastic, perfect for grabbing. The V-neck sweater was a rich green that matched his eyes.
"Make it count!" Jasper shouted while raising his glass.
"Isn't that from that Titanic movie?" Emmett asked.
"What else should we toast to? We're free! Let's make this time count." Jasper said while putting an arm around Alice.
"How about new love?" Rosalie asked, she gave Edward and me a sideways glance. I blushed and put my head down. Am I that obvious?
"Perfect!" Edward exclaimed. Emmett and Jasper rolled their eyes at him.
We all went to take a sip of our drinks when Alice yelled, "Wait, who's going to be the designated driver?" Everyone eyed each other suspiciously; it looked like no one was going to volunteer. There was also an uncomfortable silence that accompanied the glares. I was about to offer, but Rosalie beat me to it.
"I'll do it," she said.
"No, babe, it's okay. You deserve a night off. Let me," Emmett argued.
"You sure?"
"Yes, I am sure." Emmett put his glass down and put his arms around Rose.
After a few shots, we all crammed into Emmett's jeep. I had to sit on Edward's lap. I wasn't complaining, his lap is really comfortable. I snuggled myself into his black pea coat, giggling a lot the whole way. I was already feeling a little tipsy.
"You're a lightweight," Edward whispered in my ear. I straightened up a little, trying to compose myself.
"I don't really drink at all. This is my first time out in a while,"
"Well, I want you to have a good time. Let loose tonight-" I cut him off with my lips. I couldn't help myself. Edward deepened the kiss and before long, we were heavily making out in the back of the jeep. When the car stopped and I raised my head, I was surprised.
"We're here already?" I asked. There was a chorus of "Yeah"s. Everyone exited the car except for Edward and me.
"Love, you have to get out first." Oh, duh, I'm sitting on his lap. With my shaky legs, I was able to get out of the car, and the fresh air momentarily sobered me up. The line to get into The Empty Bottle Saloon was really long. Damn. I'm going to freeze my ass off.
"We're not going to get in for a while," Edward whined. I giggled, straightening up quickly, because it wasn't really funny.
"Don't worry, little brother, I got this. Come on girls. Let's see if I still got it." Rosalie said.
Alice and Rosalie walked toward the club, the guys and me trailing behind them. Rosalie sauntered up to the bouncers and whispered something in one of their ears. I wasn't able to hear what she said, but that didn't matter. They granted us access and the boys followed us in. It was very loud inside, but at least the music was good. They had some hip-hop blasting through the speakers.
"Give us your coats, ladies, we'll check 'em. You's go get us some drinks. We'll meet you at the bar," Jasper shouted over the music.
The three of us walked through the throngs of people on our way to the bar. This place was packed. We waited a few minutes to get noticed by the bartender, as Alice waved a fifty around.
"First round's on me," she shouted. Alice ordered a rum and coke for Rose, Jasper, and herself. I ordered a vodka and cranberry juice. When she asked what Edward wanted, I looked at her and shrugged my shoulders. I had no idea what he drank. We had tequila shots at the house earlier, but I still had no idea.
"Jack and coke," Rosalie answered for me. Of course she would know what her brother drank. "Get a Heineken for Em. We'll be here for a while,"
Once we had our drinks, the guys had joined us. I greedily sucked mine down, swaying to the music.
"Thirsty?" Edward asked smirking.
"Maybe," I answered. We were just hanging out by the bar, sipping our drinks for a while, chatting loudly over the music. Edward ordered a second round and I was drunk already. So pathetic!
"Let's dance!" Alice screamed. She grabbed both Rosalie and me by the hands, dragging us out onto the dance floor. We danced for a few songs, the three of us forming a semicircle. The boys stayed at the bar and watched from afar. I was having such a good time, giggling and happy. The music changed from hip-hop to some dance hall reggae. Alice and Rose started to grind with one another, while I stayed off to the side.
Deciding to go join Edward, I didn't get very far before I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist. So he came to join me. I smiled.
With my back to Edward, I moved my hips along with the beat. He held me close, his arms wrapped firmly around my waist. It felt so sensual. With a sigh, I rested my head back against his chest.
Alice looked over at u,s and I swore her eyes were going to pop out of her head. She left Rose and came over to us. What the hell was her problem? I stared back with the same wide-eyed expression.
"Oh my God, how are you?" she screamed to Edward. That's weird.
"I'm great now, Alice, how are you?" Fuck! That's not Edward. I knew that voice. I quickly turned around, smiling widely.
"James!" I screamed, hugging him tightly. He chuckled.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Hanging out? I recently moved back to the area." I was elated. Does this mean I have my best friend back?
"How come you didn't call? How's your family?" I asked.
"Your number was disconnected," That's right, I changed it, and you didn't call him. Some best friend you are. "Anyway, what are you doing here? This isn't really your scene?" he asked.
"Well, I am here with-"
"Her boyfriend," Edward shouted from behind me, cutting me off.
"Right," I said, flustered. "James, this is Edward. Edward this is James, one of my best friends,"
"Nice to meet you," James said.
"Likewise," Edward said dejectedly.
"You look great Bells. All grown up. You've turned into a beautiful woman," James said. I smiled brightly.
"So do you," I answered. "I- I mean you look great. Not like a woman-" I stammered.
"Don't worry you-" He poked my nose. "I understood." He chuckled.
"Another drink?" Edward asked. I agreed and told James that I would catch up with him to exchange numbers before we left. We met up with the other couples and had another drink. My head was spinning. I needed fresh air.
"It's hot in here. Can we go outside for a minute?" I asked Edward. He agreed and led me out of the club. He lit a cigarette, while I reveled in the cold night air.
"You okay?" he asked as I swayed a bit, holding onto him. I felt amazing.
"Bloody fantastic," I answered.
"Are you British now?" He laughed. "We need to get you some water." I put my arms around him and kissed him so fiercely, it should be illegal to do it in public.
"I don't need water, just you." I brought my hand down to palm his cock. He groaned against my lips and held me tighter, grasping my ass with one hand and holding his cigarette far away from me with the other.
"You got a light?"
We broke apart, and I turned to James, who seemed to have magically appeared.
"James, my bestie, I missed you!" I shouted and hugged him.
"Jesus, Bells, you're fucking trashed," James said, laughing.
"What are you a fucking cop? I'm having fun," I laughed, letting go of him.
Going over to Edward, I dug my little hand into his pocket. I fished out a lighter for James and a cigarette for myself. Edward had finished his cigarette, just as I was lighting mine.
"We should go back inside. I don't want you to catch a cold," Edward said, placing his arms around me. I didn't feel cold at all.
"She's fine," James said. I nodded. "You can go back in. I'll make sure she's okay."
"I'd rather not." Was Edward's short reply.
James and I spoke briefly, catching each other up on recent events. I felt so giddy, chatting with my old friend. James has actually been living in the area longer than I thought. He moved back home a month and a half ago. He didn't elaborate more on the subject, and Edward never contributed to the conversation. In fact, I didn't like his silence at all.
"You okay?" I slurred to Edward.
"Just ducky," he said sarcastically and smiled. Even drunk, I knew that look. Edward was jealous. Little did he know, he had no reason to be.
"Let's go back in," I said. He took my hand, leading us back inside, James trailing behind. We all hung out at the bar again.
"James, you look incredible. You're a man now!" Alice exclaimed.
Edward left me with Rose and went to talk with Jasper. I took a good look at James. Damn, he did look good. His once lanky form was now well built. His button down shirt was a little snug around his biceps. His face was just as handsome as it always was, just more mature looking than the baby face he had once had, with those same piercingly blue eyes. His hair, which had been longer and blond, was now a shortened buzz and a darker shade.
"Who's this guy?" Rose asked.
"An old friend, we grew up together."
Feeling like I was being watched, I looked over to Edward, who was staring at me head on with his eyes a ocher shade of green. That look made my heart do a little flutter. I needed him, wanted him.
Control yourself! The sober Bella within shouted.
Just then the song changed. I loved this song, even though it's not exactly the kind of song you hear at a club. I walked over to Edward and whispered,"Dance with me" in his ear.
He agreed, and we made our way onto the dance floor.
With the beginning riff to Ted Nugent's "Stranglehold", I swayed my hips on Edward. I'd never felt so sensual before. We moved in sync with one another. His hands cupped firmly on my backside, grinding me against him, my arms around his neck. Again, we were so close but not close enough. He kissed me and trailed his lips down my jaw line. I gasped. We needed to get out of here.
His hold on me was so tight, I was sure by morning, I would have bruises on my hips. He slapped my ass and whispered, "Mine" in my ear. I whimpered. My panties were probably instantly soaked.
"Yours!" I said a little too loudly. He chuckled, ghosting his hands away from my ass and under my shirt. The skin-to-skin contact made my stomach flip, tingles running down my spine. He removed one hand to pull my hair back roughly, exposing my neck. He licked lightly, placing soft kisses, and then bit down hard. I shuddered, a moan escaping my lips. I love this man.
"You like it rough, Bella?" he asked huskily and bit my earlobe, earning another shudder. I held on to him tightly, my legs turning into jelly. Edward just being Edward always elicited this type of response from me. This new behavior, very different from his usual sweetness, drove me crazy. I needed him inside me. We weren't close enough. The song ended, but Edward's hold on me didn't. My heart felt so full at the moment. I wanted to shout as loud as I could that I love him. In my current state of mind, I didn't care if he didn't feel the same, or said it back. I just needed him to know.
"Edward, I-" I was interrupted by Alice tapping me on the shoulder. We both turned to look at her, and she was laughing.
"Jesus, you two looked like you were having sex out here. Anyway, we were thinking about getting out of here," she screamed over the music.
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