Chapter Eleven
"Alice!" I hissed. "Door closed means you cannot come in."
"Bella, door closed suggests I cannot come in, door locked means I definitely cannot enter." She appeased.
"New rule, door closed means you cannot enter unless the house is burning down."
"What if there like a serial murderer?"
"Well then I'm hiding in my cupboard, not running directly to him." I told her like it was common knowledge.
"You're not even going to try and run from him?" She asked.
"Well if you're banging on the door it must mean he is in close range so, no, because knowing me it would just end bad. Let's just say I think you've more chance in that situation." She nodded in agreement.
"Oh, hey Alice." Edward said, confused and annoyed slightly at her entrance and our banter, "how about you tell us what that cheesy grin is about."
Alice scoffed, "Oh please Edward, don't act so cockblocked, it's not like you were going to do Bella or anything." She said sitting down on the edge of my bed facing us. I rolled over onto my stomach so I didn't have to look at her upside down.
"How do you know that I wasn't about to do Bella?" He asked.
"She's broken."
I laughed, "You did say we wouldn't have sex until I'm cast free."
"Yes Bella," he whispered, "sex," I shivered. From the way he was looking at me I just knew that when he said sex he meant full blown sex, kissing and touching on the other hand...
"Alice," I said frustrated now, "what do you want?"
"Oh I just have some gossip I thought you'd be interested in."
I squirmed, ok, dammit, I'll admit; I'm interested. "Spill." I saw Edward's head fall back down onto my mattress when I moved to sit awkwardly on the bed to hear the gossip.
"So Emmett is going to propose to Rose tonight." She squealed/whispered. I rolled my eyes.
"I already knew th- wait, tonight, tonight!" Alice was nodding, "How do you know this?" I asked sceptically.
"Jasper told me, how do you know?" I shrugged.
"I have informants." My eyes shifted briefly over to Edward. I hoped Alice wouldn't catch that, but she did.
Her eyes widened and she whispered, "Inside job." I swear her eyes were twinkling.
"Ok Alice, what time does this go down?" I'm thinking of cracking out the 'stake-out mobile'.
"Emmett is picking her up at seven and she thinks they're going to a movie."
"But they're actually going to..."
"You know that car show that's been in town this weekend," I nodded, " it' closing night and let's just say there's a M3 red convertible on show and Emmett's got brilliant connections." My jaw dropped and Alice nodded.
...
"Bella, what are you doing?" Alice chastised. I looked down, my clothing was all fine. I'm dressed in all black and so is Alice, head to toe, beanie and all. I had to stop her from putting mascara on our cheeks to make 'tribal' lines. We are spying on Emmett and Rose, so far we haven't seen them yet, but we know they are definitely here. We saw Em's Jeep.
But I don't think it was my attire Alice was yelling at me for. I was hiding behind a bush, no I was, "being a bush." I told her.
"Well stop, you're drawing attention." I rolled my eyes, yes mom.
"What about those two?" I jerked my finger behind me to Jasper and Edward who were, in no sense of the word, disguised.
"What the hell are you doing?" Alice screeched at them in an overdramatised whisper, "Get down." Jasper and Edward stared at her like she'd just been let out of the loony bin. So, of course when you are confronted by a potential crazy you do exactly as they wish, they crouched down next to Alice and I.
"Why are we here?" Edward asked me.
"That's a very soul stretching question there, Edward. Further elaboration may be required."
He rolled his eyes, plastered on a grin and said, "Why are we spying on Rose."
"Oh, much simpler question. Freshman year of college we decided, in a very drunk stupor, that if we ever got word that one of us was going to be proposed to that the other two would spy." Edward nodded like he understood, but I could see he couldn't. "Probably not the best judgement on our parts, but our reasoning is that if the 'proposee' wanted to say no, the stalkers, a.k.a. us, would save her."
"But I don't think Rose will want to say no." I just shrugged. Alice and I both knew that but we just really wanted to see how Emmett would pull this off.
"Ok, we need to split up." Alice sighed.
"But that's how people die in action movies." Both the boys laughed. I turned and glared at them and they both died down immediately. I turned back around to see Alice doing the same thing, but hers was ten times worse. I let out a short giggle and refocused on our 'mission'.
"Ok, Bella, you and Edward go inside and look around, Jazz and I will patrol the grounds." I nodded and took Edward's hand and we made our way inside while Alice and Jasper slinked away and into the bushes.
"Do we have to do this Bella, it feels wrong." Edward whined as we walked past endless shiny, expensive cars.
"Yep."
"Why, would you like Alice and Rose spying on you while you got proposed to?"
"I don't know." I hadn't really thought about it.
"I would definitely not want Emmett watching." He shivered animatedly, "He'd probably break out into song."
I laughed, "But when have you ever known Em and Rose to be shy?"
He thought about it before saying, "I don't know. Emmett lets it all hang out."
"So does Rose. One time I didn't shower for two whole days because I knew Rose and Emmett had been in there and they refused to clean it. I had to refuse them food for a clean shower."
He shivered again, "I don't even want to think about that."
We continued walking around. Edward's eyes sometimes lingered on a shiny beast, but they didn't stray for too long. I told him that he could look closer but all he would do was hold my hand tighter and shake his head. We headed over to a large corner near an open roller door. I was thinking that Em and Rose would be over here.
"Oh shit." I said as I spotted him. I turned around and walked straight into Edward.
"Em and Rose?" He asked. I shook my head.
"Mike."
"He sounds familiar." I started dragging Edward away when I saw Emmett and Rose getting into the M3.
"Ah, shit." Mike, or Em and Rose, A or B? Oh let's face it, I'd take Rosalie's torture over Mike's anything any day.
"The party, that first day. He was the one you were talking to when you rang me."
"Would you like to test drive the Romeo, sir?"
I smiled brightly at the man in the suit, which probably cost more than my house, and said, "We would actually." I grabbed Edward's hand and brought him to attention.
"Not that car, sir." Edward said in a tone that left no room for argument. I looked at him strangely but he was avoiding my eyes. "How about this one here?" He pointed to the yellow one in front.
"Yes sir, the Porsche." Said the man and handed him the keys, well after Edward and I filled out shitloads of paperwork and had our driver's licenses and credit cards made copies, just in case we stole or totalled the car, I suppose. If we do in fact total the car I wish them all the luck with my credit card.
"Can I drive?" I asked Edward.
"Only if I get to drive it on the way back." He grinned. This was exciting! I rolled the car out of the roller doors. It was so smooth. I think I'm in love. So much better than my truck.
"So, Mike?" Edward prompted and I rolled my eyes. Don't do that Bella, you can't afford to pay if you crash because you rolled your eyes! Only I could cause a car crash that way.
"Ugh, he's not worth the worry. He's like a mosquito, only I don't have a big enough fly swatter." I looked over at Edward. His arms were crossed, was he... "You're not jealous, are you?"
"Pft, no way." He waved his hand through the air, "Well, maybe. I just don't want him bothering you."
"He won't."
"Good." Edward sighed. I giggled. He was totally jealous. Of Mike of all people. Imagine how many people I should probably be jealous of due to Edward.
"How many people have you slept with?" I asked him. It just came out, I hadn't meant to make it a vocal thought, so I blushed, "You don't have to answer." I added. I wasn't sure if I really wanted to know. A man like Edward Cullen could do anywhere from 8 to...
"Three." Three?
"Really?" I turned to look at him.
"Why does that shock you?" He laughed.
"Because you're Edward Cullen."
"Because of the name my parents chose for me?"
I shook my head, "I just thought it would be more."
He laughed, "Bella, I'm 20, I think three is enough."
"What were their names?" He quirked an eyebrow at me, "What? I want all the details." I rolled my eyes. Nice, stalker Bella. "I'm just curious."
He gave me an apprehensive look but answered anyway, "Uh, Tanya, senior year, we dated that year too, blonde, my first, broke up with me two weeks later deciding we'd be better as friends."
"Ouch."
He laughed, "She was totally right. We still talk every now and then."
"Ok, so talking with the ex, I'll watch that one. Number two?"
He shifted uncomfortably, "Uh, her name was, probably still is, Lauren, we dated a long time. Sort of a long story." He didn't meet my eyes and I had a feeling this one was his last relationship.
I followed the M3 down a neglected road and into a huge car park that overlooked the Seattle skyline. I hung back and parked near a bush.
"Last one is Leanne, or Lori, Leah?" Edward said suddenly, pausing. I laughed and he grinned back. I was a little confused by the mood swing but I let it slide, "She definitely had black hair, she was, uh, a moody one. Feisty."
"One night stand."
"Lauren rebound." I nodded and squeezed his hand. I knew he'd tell me, just later, not in a borrowed car while we spied on our friends. "A break from the blondes." Ah, so Lauren was also blonde.
"Well, I have brown hair."
He laughed at my obvious statement, "I know." He mocked and I stuck my tongue out, "Bella, you're different." He smiled, "Your turn."
"Ugh, ok." I cringed at my dating history, or lack thereof. "Tyler was my first. We dated for six months. Broke up because it got boring and Mike," I shivered, "was the last. Party, New Years, I got totally wasted and let's just say I wish I could really take that one back."
"That's all."
"You make it seem like there should be."
"Well, with all those condoms you buy-"
"Edward!" I stared at him shocked. He was laughing at me and then popped my jaw back together with his fingers. I frowned playfully at him and he just grinned wider. I turned to face out the front window, not really looking at anything but the glass. "Bella, kill the lights."
"What?" I asked but turned them, and the car, off anyway. I squinted into the darkness.
"See." Edward pointed and my eyes adjusted. It was Em and Rose in the M3, the roof was now down. They were looking out at the Seattle skyline. It looked quite cheesy, but I knew Rose would love it. Oh, who was I kidding? Rose could be looking at a pile of garbage and be in that car with Emmett and still love it.
Edward and I watched them as they sat there in silence, well I suppose they were talking, but I couldn't hear them. Emmett's arm was around Rose's shoulders. I wanted to hear what they were talking about!
"Bella," Edward whispered, "crack the window, it's getting hot in here." So take off all your clothes.
Oh, sorry, natural instinct.
"Ok." I slowly turned the key so only the windows would be able to roll down without the ignition starting. We didn't particularly want to be caught. I rolled down the windows and then turned the car off again.
The breeze did feel good. I could hear Emmett talking, but I couldn't distinguish any words. "Can't hear." I strained and leaned my head out the window.
Edward caught my hand and hissed, "Bella."
"I just want to hear what his saying." He gave me a look which said be careful. I had half my body out of the car and I could hear a little better, but I was also leaning into a bush, which was quite annoying. It made my nose tingle.
Emmett said something and Rose pulled away from him. Uh oh. She looked at him before he dug something out of his pocket. A ring? Rose's hands covered her mouth and she screamed. Now that I could hear. She threw her arms around Emmett and kissed him. I could hear her shouting yes repeatedly.
I started to move back into the car, my hair got caught in the flowery plant but I pulled it away easily. I knew I was smiling. "Wasn't that sweeeet?" I dragged out the last word as my nose tingled again. I rubbed it, trying to disperse the feeling.
"Bella, you've got shrubbery in your hair." He reached over and pulled a couple of leaves and white flower bits out of my hair and tossed them out his window. I rubbed my nose. "Bella, are you ok?"
I started to nod when the tingling increased. I sneezed. Really hard. So hard that my head jerked forward and hit the steering wheel. Well, not the steering wheel per se, more like the horn. I'm telling you now, new cars have really sensitive horns.
"Oh shit." Edward said. I looked out the front window. Emmett and Rose were turned about looking at the spying car. Us.
"Abort, abort, abo-" I sneezed again and again my head hit the horn. That was followed by a serious of consecutive mini sneezes, none of which happened to hit the horn, but managed to make Em and Rose get out the car and make their way over to us. I sniffled and tried to reverse the car but before I even got the key in the ignition Rose was at my window, Emmett at Edward's.
"Oh, hey guys. What are you doing here?" I asked them nonchalantly.
"Nice night, isn't it?" Edward added. "We didn't know you two were here."
"Did you guys hear my sneeze fit? Now that was extraordinary."
"Mhm." Rose was not impressed.
Emmett decided to entertain our notions, "Yes, we did. How did you guys find out about this place?"
"Oh, from a friend of a friend." Edward's eyes shifted to mine. I nodded.
Rose's arms were folded and that's when the glint hit my eye. "Oh my God, Rosalie, what is that?" I grabbed her hand and looked at the gorgeous ring. "It's pretty."
"I know." She gushed before remembering that she was meant to be mad at me. She cleared her throat, try to be tough again, "go home you two before you see something you really don't want to see."
"Fine, will you be staying at Emmett's?" Rose nodded swiftly, "Ok, see you later. Congratulations, guys, really." Rose beamed at me and I started to reverse the car out.
"Wait, stop!" Edward said quickly and I slammed the breaks.
"What!" I screamed.
Edward smiled, "You said I could drive."
"You gave me a heart attack!" I slapped his arm with each word I said
"Sorry, sorry." He laughed, I got the feeling that he wasn't sorry at all though. We did switch seats, even though I was considering not because of the stunt he pulled and because it was beautiful to drive.
"Onward home, Edward!" I pointed and he drove me back to my place after we gave back the car and got into Edward's mobile cube.
I threw my house keys and phone on the table. My phone, being mine, decided to skid across, onto the floor and under something. I'm sure of it.
I shrugged it off and collapsed on the couch. I started to shrug off the leather boot that was forced upon my uninjured foot. Edward helped me and then sat next to me.
"Do you want to play scrabble?"
What the fuck?
I mentally slapped the voice and looked the other way.
A perfect specimen of a man has collapsed on your couch and you've decided to use your BRAIN?
Oh boy, I've angered V. V being... oh you know, 'down below'. I'm sure thoughts like that were not coming from the logical side of my brain.
"Sure, where is it?" Edward answered and V huffed in annoyance
"I'll get it," I told him getting up. He stood also, "how about you get us some beers." Edward nodded and we both left the room. I grabbed the game out of the hall cupboard, ignoring the voice that kept telling me to just go back in there and jump the man. Brain won in the end and I walked back into the living room, ready for a night of scrabble.
Edward had moved the coffee table and pulled off the couch cushions and arranged then just like the night we slept together.
It's a sign.
I shook my head, trying to rid V's voice and arranged the board and the tiles. Edward picked his seven and I picked mine.
"Ladies first." He smiled. I looked down at my tiles.
L A G O E P S
"Long." I put my tiles down. I glanced up at Edward, who was smiling as he looked down at his tiles
"Touch." Edward put his down next
"Taste."
"Lick."
"See."
"Curl."
The game continued on like this, the words getting stranger and stranger and the sexual connotation behind each word becoming more prominent each time.
Or maybe V just made me see it that way.
I swore that I had seen Edward shift himself numerous times. I didn't blame him, the pictures that sprung into my mind with each word were getting more and more interesting.
It was my turn and all I could see T U S lined up in a line and that I had fell right in front of me. My tiles were R H E T O U F.
I know I could make use, or usual, but the word that screamed at me was THRUST. Why? I blame V.
Brain was screaming: usual, usual, usual!
V on the other hand was rooting for thrust. She has a one track mind.
I swallowed and picked up H R T and laid them down on the board. I slowly looked up at Edward who was still looking down at the tiles. I leaned in.
It was Edward's turn and he was just sitting there, staring at the tiles as they screamed out fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! I shook my head again. V was getting to my brain.
"Edward." I slowly stretched my hand out across to his and touched the back of his hand. His head snapped up as the electricity sizzled between our hands. "Y-your turn." He was looking into my eyes so hard it made me swallow twice.
Practice. Chimed V.
"Bella." Edward said, his voice husky. I swallowed again. My mouth was dry. I reached for my beer, but I knew it was empty as I had downed it between curl and push.
Edward slowly leaned forward and I leaned back. My bad foot was near his knee and my other was curled inward upon myself. He moved slowly over the board until he was on all fours, in front of me.
My breathing was coming out fast, while his came out in controlled breaths. I could smell him. His breath washed over my face leaving me in a slight daze. It smelt like beer mixed with spearmint.
We stared at each other. We were still. I blinked and Edward licked his lips and brushed back a loose piece of hair over my ear. Then we attacked each other.
Edward sprung forward capturing my lips with his; my hands went to his hair, holding his face to mine with power I hoped he wouldn't break. He held his weight on his knees and let one hand hold my cheek while the other wandered down to my hip. I slid as close to him as I could and let myself fall backwards onto the floor, holding Edward to me in hope that he too would fall, on top of me.
Luck was on my side as I managed to pull Edward down. His hand slipped around my back, my shirt riding up, and Edward's hand pushed me into him. I wrapped my good leg around his waist, pushing myself into him further.
"Mhm." I hummed as Edward's lips travelled across my jaw. His teeth nibbled my ear and I pulled myself closer to Edward. His tongue swirled down my neck, sucking and nipping. His nose moved my shirt as he continued to my collarbone. I gasped and arched as his teeth grazed over the hollow on my collarbone.
"Bella, you taste so good." He murmured.
I started pulling his button down shirt out of his jeans and running my hands around to his back. My fingertips encountered dimples. I brushed over them and Edward's head dropped to my shoulder and he whimpered. I grew more impatient and moved my hands around to the front of his jeans. His hands stilled me and he pulled back. I frowned at the loss of contact.
Edward was frowning too, "Bella, I can't," I stopped moving and let my eyes slide shut, a hint of rejection clawing its way into my brain. I felt his head drop to my ear and he whispered, "Not while you're broken Bella." My eyes snapped open. He pulled away and kissed me on the lips, "I can't do the things I want to. I need you strong, for those." His lips fluttered the words against mine and my heart stuttered.
"But I want you." Our foreheads were touching and the tip of his nose skimmed mine.
"I want you too, Bella." I lifted my hips just so I could feel how much he wanted me. I grinned.
"Edward, take me to my bedroom."
"Bella," he sighed. His eyes were watching his hands as they gripped my hips. His thumbs moving in circles over the flesh there, I held in a moan so I could get the next words out.
"Just do it." I squeezed my leg, pressing him into me. He growled and somehow scooped me into his arms effortlessly. Edward took me into my room, laid me down on the bed and locked the bedroom door. I hastily took off the walking boot and scooted up against the pillows as Edward crawled up to me.
He was hovering over me now, "Edward, we don't have to have sex tonight," I said as I wrapped my good leg around him and my arms around his neck, "but that doesn't mean we can't do other things."
The look in his eyes this morning when Alice had 'cockblocked' us was present in my mind.
"Just you." Edward mumbled, his head in the crook of my neck and his fingers stroking my ribs. I ran my fingers through his hair.
"What?" I asked him, distracted, as I let the silky bronze fall through my fingers.
"We're just doing you tonight." I said as he slipped away from my neck and down my body. He looked in my eyes as he descended down my body. The green pools were soft and littered with desire.
My shirt had ridden up so it was just below my underwire. His fingers danced across the exposed skin. His lips followed slowly and purposefully kissing down and across my ribcage to my belly button and the button of my jeans.
"Isn't that defeating the purpose?" I asked, barely, as his fingers massaged my waist and his nose circled my belly button. My hands flattened on the bed and my heart sped up.
"No." He chucked as I pushed into the fingers that he was teasing me with. Two were dipped into my jeans and were running from hip to hip. I whimpered slightly whenever they just passed the soft skin just past my hips.
"What about you?" I asked as he looked into my eyes, questioningly. His eyes were dark and his long fingers were on the button of my jeans. His look told me he wanted this and his eyes were asking permission. I nodded eagerly looking at his fingers and imagining what they could do.
"I want tonight to be about you Bella." He slowly slipped the zipped down and I wriggled readily. He pulled my jeans down and I thanked Alice that she kept me stocked in Victoria's Secret.
I thought I would be nervous about this but when Edward started to pull down the lacy boy shorts I all but cheered him. I waited, tingling, for whatever he was going to do to me. I didn't expect his tongue though. He pressed it, flat, and ran it slowly up my slit. My hips jerked up as he circled my clit.
My hands tugged on his hair as he licked and sucked and flicked and teased and tasted. Edward was now moving his hands from my hips down the top of my thigh, circling at the knees and then letting his fingers of his right hand trail, slowly, back up the inside of my thigh. My hands twisted and dug into the bedspread with anticipation. His fingers were leaving a burning trail. My breaths were laboured as his tongue swept over my nerves and he slipped his long fingers inside of me. I bucked instantly as they hit the spot and I saw Edward smirk.
I tried to watch the bronze hair between my thighs, loving when his green eyes would catch mine, letting me see what he was feeling. But my eyes rolled back when Edward's fingers increased their pace, breaking that contact. I could feel it in the pit of my stomach, the building, the coil starting to wind.
"Edward." I moaned, low and guttural. Edward was watching me now, his green eyes piercing my brown ones when I could hold them to his. His teeth grazing my clit caused my head to roll back into the pillows.
"Bella, I love how you taste." He murmured.
He hummed and the vibrations set me off. I arched as the coil snapped. Edward didn't stop until I did and then slowly crawled back up to me. I pulled his face to mine and kissed him. I could taste myself on his lips. I hummed myself, "thank you." I told him and he smiled.
"It was my pleasure." His eyes were smouldering and I could see the smugness in the green depths. He affectionately kissed me cheek, forehead, lips, nose, my whole face. He was proud and I loved it.
"Can I help you?" Edward had way too many clothes on for my liking. Edward was pulling my sheets down and I slid in between the awkwardly. I rolled myself onto his stomach as he joined me under the covers.
"Wouldn't that defeat the purpose of tonight being about you?
"No."
Edward shook his head.
"But you're uncomfortable." I knew if I shifted I would feel Edward, but I also knew that he was keeping himself distanced from me.
"It's tolerable, now let's sleep." He chuckled. He wrapped his arms around me preventing me from wriggling in the wrong direction. Pft, like I would try.
"Will you at least take your shirt off, for me?" I bent my head back to plead to him. "I'm sans pants, you should be sans shirt." I knew Commando Cullen wouldn't take off his pants too, so the shirt was the next best option.
Edward didn't even deliberate, he just sat up, causing me to roll onto my side, and took off his shirt, throwing it across the room. I lay back down on his bare chest.
I nuzzled into Edward and ran my fingers over his stomach. "Mm, night Edward." He smelt like soap and cinnamon. I breathed in deep.
His chest vibrated as he laughed, catching me smelling him. He kissed my temple, "Goodnight, Bella."
A/N Huge shout out to my Lemonade Tester jmolly, check out her Unforseen Events series, her lemons are better than mine.
Please review, all you lurkers out there, now would be a great time to come out of the dark, I'm nervous about this chapter.