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Chapter 12
Thursday was a short day at the clinic, only booking patients between seven in the morning and one in the afternoon. It was another fast paced day, but by one thirty I was out the door with a wave goodbye to Dr. V. I took the adjoining door the gym and said goodbye to Rosalie as well. She was with a client, but gestured that she would call me later.
I rang Edward on my way home; he was out on an errand and was running a bit behind. He told me he'd pick me up at my apartment at two thirty, which I laughed at, but he told me he wanted to take me on a date and do it properly. I smiled as I hung up the phone. Cranking up the tunes, I sang loudly and mostly off-key, as I made my way through traffic.
Once home, I grabbed a quick shower then tried to figure out what to wear for our 'official' date. I settled on a turquoise blue strapless dress that hit above my knees, a black short-sleeved shrug with black wedge sandals completing the outfit. I left my hair loose and wavy, but wrapped an elastic band around my wrist in case it got in my way later.
At exactly two-thirty there was a knock at my door. Opening it, I smiled at the sight before me. Edward was dressed in a pale blue button down shirt, khaki pants and brown sandals. His hair was tamed with just a few pieces sticking up in front, Ray Ban's perched on his head. As he leaned in to kiss me, I could smell the same cologne that had enticed me the first night, causing me to smile beneath his lips.
"Hi, my beautiful," Edward whispered as he pulled away. "You look stunning!" He held one of my hands and took a step back, his eyes raking down my body in appreciation.
I smiled. "Thank you, Edward, you don't look so bad yourself." There it was, that sexy smile that made my heart skip a beat.
He shook his head briefly. "Sorry, these are for you!" Edward took his other hand out from behind his back and thrust a colorful bouquet of flowers at me.
"Edward! These are gorgeous!" There were several large, pink Gerber daisies, smaller white daisies, purple freesias, lots of greenery and baby's breath. I inhaled the scent, closing my eyes. "You didn't have to, but thank you!"
"Do guys not give flowers when they pick up their date anymore?" Edward winked at me, lopsided grin on his face. I took the bouquet into the kitchen, asking Edward to reach a vase that was on a high shelf for me. He watched me arrange the flowers and I set them on the dining table, admiring them.
I went up on my tippy toes and kissed him. "Thank you."
"My pleasure." Edward's kiss was tender against my lips. "Are you ready to go?" he asked. I nodded, grabbing my purse on the way out. I locked up and Edward held the outside door open for me.
"Where are we going?" I asked, admiring a gorgeous convertible outside our building that hadn't been there when I got home. I was flabbergasted when Edward pressed a button on his key chain, unlocking the door to the very car I was eyeing. He stepped to the side and opened the passenger door for me. I stood still, my mouth hanging out quite unattractively, I must admit.
"What the…?" I asked.
Edward grinned from ear to ear. "Bought myself a new car today. Couldn't handle the Camry any more." I don't know much about cars but I could tell this was not your average vehicle. It was a gorgeous, gunmetal grey sports car, sleek and almost as sexy as it's owner. I looked at Edward, who was smiling broadly.
"It's a Mercedes McLaren SLR. She's pretty, isn't she?" He beamed, running his hand gingerly over the paint. "I just picked her up from the dealership."
Edward took my hand and led me to the car. I sat down on the black leather seat, very carefully, scared to touch anything. Edward laughed and shut the door, then was sitting in the drivers seat before I could close my mouth.
The car was a two-seater, with ridiculously comfortable bucket seats, a stereo system with a large display screen and GPS build in. The rounded instruments on the dashboard were all trimmed in chrome and all operated with a touch of a button on the steering wheel, Edward explained.
"Edward!" I gushed. "This car is fucking gorgeous! It must have cost a FORTUNE!" I was taking deep breaths inhaling the new car smell that was intoxicating.
"It wasn't cheap," Edward admitted as he buckled up. "But she was cheaper than the Aston Martin I was looking at."
Where the hell did he get his money from? Certainly Emmett didn't pay him that much?
But Edward simply shrugged it off and, with a turn of the key, the engine roared to life. He adjusted the rear view mirror then touched the screen for the stereo, swiping his finger across it, choosing an album. Another touch of a button and the music started softly around us. I buckled my seatbelt and ran my fingers across the chrome gearshift. Edward smiled at me.
"Can you drive stick?" he asked innocently enough, but there was a subtle sexual undertone to his question.
I smiled at him and nodded. "My dad taught me when I was sixteen. Haven't done it for a while though."
"It's like riding a bike, you don't forget. Maybe I'll let you drive her….one day." Edward winked at me pulled away from the curb.
I laughed. "Yeah right, like I'd ever want to drive this car! I'm scared to breath in here!" I looked over at Edward, the sun on him, his hair glinting bronze in the rays. He squinted briefly before taking the sunglasses off his head and putting them on. "Are you starving?" Edward asked of me.
"Not really. I had a late breakfast and a snack before I left work." I admitted.
Edward took the main road leading to the highway. "Let's go for a drive then, shall we?" His eyebrows raised in excitement, looking very much like a kid on Christmas morning. With the top down, my hair blows around like crazy and I'm so thankful I remembered my hair elastic and pull my hair back into a low ponytail. As he drove, Edward smiled to himself, obviously in love with his car. On the freeway, Edward gunned the motor, and sped along, shifting gears expertly, weaving in and out of traffic. The song on the stereo switched to an Oasis tune that I recognized – 'Wonderwall'. Edward's thumb pressed a button on the steering wheel, turning the song up and he started singing along, his voice smooth and rich. While he sang the chorus, Edward glanced over at me.
Because maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me?
And after all
You're my wonderwall
I reached over and held his hand; Edward brought my fingers to his lips, kissing each one in turn. He released my hand to shift gears and I gently knead the muscles in his neck while he drives. Edward smiled under my touch, continuing to sing the song through to the end.
"You've got a great voice," I told him. I was impressed.
He shrugged. "While Emmett was in football camp and Alice in cheerleading, I took guitar lessons and started to sing. Turns out I didn't completely suck at it," he laughed nervously.
"You sang a lullaby to me the other night. What was that?" I twirled my fingers in his shaggy hair.
Edward smiled at me sheepishly. "Just something you inspired."
"You wrote that?"
There was that smile again. "YOU helped." I couldn't help but to smile back at him. The next tune was U2, 'Even Better Than The Real Thing' and Edward started drumming his hands on the steering wheel and singing along. He cocked me an eyebrow when he sang:
Give me one more chance
Let me be your lover tonight
You're the real thing
Yeah the real thing
You're the real thing
Even better than the real thing.
Edward continued to sing and drive south for a while, then took an exit and double backed toward Pike Place Market in downtown Seattle. He had great taste in music and sang along to almost all the songs after that. I enjoyed listening to his melodies - sometimes he sounded better than the actual artist. Finding a parking space proved to be difficult at the market, as Edward insisted on parking away from any other vehicles. I certainly couldn't blame him for being anal about his brand new, sexy car. When we finally found a spot, Edward put the top up and locked the doors. Holding hands, we walked toward the market slowly, enjoying being in each other's company.
After we admired the little shops and art studios in the market, we stopped at a little café called 'Coven'. We ordered two iced green teas and pancetta and smoked Gouda Panini sandwiches and chose a table on the patio, people watching while enjoying our meal. By the time we were done, it was close to six o'clock and it had cooled down a fair bit. We stopped at a Starbucks for a couple of lattes for the drive home. Edward teased me that he'll break up with me if I spill a drop of coffee in his precious car. At least, I hope he was teasing! Edward put the top down on the Mercedes for the drive back as well, but turned on the heated seats, warming my back and butt.
"Seriously, Edward, I could get used to this! This car is awesome! Loving the heated seats, my ass is hot!"
"Yes, it is." Edward smirked.
God would I ever get tired at that look? I had to smile at him in all his cuteness.
"How was your first sleep in the penthouse last night, by the way?"
He reached over and took my hand, lacing our fingers together. "Lonely," he told me.
"Mine too. I've gotten used to sleeping with you," I admitted.
I leaned my head back on the seat and watched him concentrate on driving. His eyes were steady on the road, his left hand gripping the steering wheel. The fingers of his right hand were laced with mine, my hand on top of his, which was shifting gears. We arrived home and Edward used a remote he picked up from Mrs. Cope earlier in the day to lead his car into the underground and back into a parking stall. After he turned off the engine, he unbuckled and turned to me.
"Thank you for a nice date, Miss Swan," Edward's hand reached over and stroked the side of my cheek gently.
I unbuckled as well, swiveling to face him. "Thank YOU for a nice date, Mr. Cullen."
Edward leaned across the center console, his lips close to mine, his eyes open and intense on me. "It's been a long time since I took anyone out on a date, Bella. Is this when I get to kiss the girl?" I nodded as I bit my bottom lip in anticipation.
"Awesome," he whispered.
With that, his mouth was on mine. His tongue prodded mine gently, enticing it to follow into his mouth. Edward's hand reached over caressing my breast softly. We kissed for a long while, my hands in his hair, feeling the softness of it between my fingers.
Edward pulled away, chuckling to himself. "I don't know if this," he drew his thumb across my nipple, "is appropriate for a first date."
I kissed his gorgeous lips again. "I think," I stopped to plant another kiss on them "that our technical first date was the night after the pub, the night you slept in my bed for the first time." I kissed down his strong jaw line. "I think after that, some of the rules of dating became a little blurred."
Edward laughed. "Perhaps you have something there. I've never had a first date where I felt like I needed a cold shower in the middle of the night because the girl was talking obscenities about me!"
I smacked his bicep playfully. "Oh shut up!" Edward grinned back at me.
"So what next? Do I walk you to your door and call it a night?" He glanced at his watch. "It's not even seven yet."
"You could invite me to your place for a drink," I suggested.
Edward cleared his throat. "Isabella," he said formally "Would you like to come back to my place for a night cap?"
I shook my head. "No thanks, I think I'd rather go home," I teased.
"You brat!" Edward opened his door then came around to my side to open mine. We took the elevator up to the fourth floor, Edward pinning me against the back wall, our mouths busy. Mrs. Cope was right, the elevator was pretty damn slow - we could have had a quickie if we were so inclined. I put that thought to the back of my mind for the future.
Edward unlocked the front door of his apartment and led me into the kitchen where he opened the fridge. He took notice of the contents and turned to me. "I have water, juice, beer, white wine and milk. What would you like?" he asked.
I debated between beer and wine, but settled for a glass of the chardonnay. Edward uncorked the bottle easily and poured me glass, swirling it around before he handing it to me. He opened a beer for himself and we did cheers before taking a sip.
"Do you want to sit on the deck? The sun will be setting shortly and the view is fantastic." Edward motioned towards the deck off the dining area.
"Sounds lovely," I told him, heading for the sliding doors.
On the patio was a large U shaped rattan couch with beige cushions; an oversized, low table set in front of it. Edward placed our drinks on the table and told me to make myself comfortable while he went back inside for a second. I walked to the edge of the deck, leaning against the railing admiring the view - Edward was right, it was gorgeous! The sky was still blue with the sun low on the horizon. Behind me I heard the soft melody of Coldplay and realized Edward had already installed speakers outside on the deck. I should have known.
As I sipped my wine, Edward came up behind me, rubbing his hands on my arms. "Are you cold?"
I turned to face him, placing my hands on his strong chest. "I am a little. It's not like I can't run downstairs and change." I giggled.
Edward shook his head. "And chance Alice trapping you downstairs? No way." He took my hand and led me to the couch. I toed off my sandals and made myself comfortable, tucking my feet under me. Edward grabbed a blanket from the other end of the couch and wrapped it around my shoulders, then sat next to me, pulling me close to his chest.
"Better?" he asked, kissing the top of my head.
I nodded. "Much. Thank you."
We sat in silence for a long time, watching the sun sink into the horizon, leaving the sky streaked in crimson after it set. The pink faded away, leaving the sky pale blue, changing to a dark navy blue/black after that. The moon was already high in the sky, albeit just a sliver tonight, the stars slowly emerging. I sighed, and laid my head back against Edward's chest, simply enjoying the moment. It felt so comfortable to be snuggled up with him. What I loved most is that we didn't feel like we needed fill the silence with unnecessary talking. We simply took pleasure in the quiet company. And it was nice, really, really nice. Eventually, my legs started to fall asleep so I stretched them out in front of me, laying them across Edward's that were supported by the coffee table. I looked up at him, giving him a smile.
"Beautiful night, huh?" I asked.
Edward nodded, slowly bobbing his head. "Beautiful is an understatement." His eyes darted to my lips, his tongue sweeping across his own, wetting them seductively. I tilted my head as Edward dropped his to meet mine. Our kisses were slow and sweet and I savored each one. I adjusted myself so that I wouldn't get a kink in my neck, turning my whole body toward him and went right back to kissing him again. Would I ever tire of his mouth on mine? Doubtful! The blanket fell off my shoulders but I was no longer cold. I was quite warm, as a matter of fact.
I pressed my lips to the hollow at the base of his neck, taking in his scent at the same time. Edward's hands lazily trailed up and down my back. His eyes, though, were steady on me. My hands found the top button of his shirt and I slipped the button through the hole easily, and the next and the next until his chest were bare to me. I pushed his shirt to the side and ran my fingers across his pecs then bumped them down his abs, one gorgeous ripple at a time. As Edward sucked in his breath, his stomach tightened slightly, hollowing it and revealing the sexy V of his hipbones even more.
Fuck me sideways!
Using my index finger, I traced along one side of the indent, then the other. Edward shivered and I smiled – I loved that I could make his body respond like that to my touch. Yearning to see his tattoo, I tugged his pants down roughly. Once they were down low enough, the ink beckoned me to kiss it. With a brief look up at Edward, whose eyes were smoldering, my lips touched each of the three little words in sequence. Then I straddled him, and could feel he was packing some serious heat. Edward's hands came around, gripping my ass harshly.
"Fuuuuck Bella!"
I bit my lip and gazed at him, pure lust written all over his face. Bringing my mouth back to his, I kissed him passionately and rocked my hips gently, feeling the wetness pool between my legs. Edward fidgeted, placing both his feet on the deck, kicking off his sandals in the process. I pressed my chest to his, then slowly slid my body down, planting kisses on each nipple, and quite literally trailing my tongue over the grooves of his abdomen.
Right there, is what female fantasies are made of. Trust me.
I positioned myself on my knees before him, between his strong, lean legs. My fingers fumbled with the button on his pants and I could feel my sexiness fading as I fought with it, until finally the damn thing came undone. I smiled triumphantly and Edward snorted slightly. Thankfully, his zipper slid down with ease and then only his black boxer briefs stood in the way of him and me. My hand moved into place and I wrapped my fingers around his straining cloth-covered cock, rubbing the full length of his shaft up and down just a few times. Grabbing of his pants, I tugged down. Edward assisted in getting them off, and I made sure his boxers were pulled down with them. His cock sprang free, fully at attention.
Hello and holy shit!
I only had one other penis to compare to, but in size and girth alone, Edward had Jacob beat, hands down. Wow...
Bunching up his shorts I slid them under my knees as a cushion - see, I had done this before!
I softly kissed the tip of him as a way to introduce myself - I had a feeling we were going to become really good friends. Then I swirled my tongue around once, looking up at Edward who looked at me only briefly, then dropped his head against the cushions, his eyes shut tight. Starting my assault, I slowly tortured him with long, deliberate licks. My tongue went down the full length of his cock, from tip to base. I slithered it back up again and flicked slowly over and around the head. My tongue slid down him again. And again. And again. And one more time just for pure torment.
"Bella…." Edward barely managed to breath my name as I wrapped my hand around him and finally brought his cock into my mouth, sucking on it firmly. I popped it out roughly and Edward gasped slightly, cursing under his breath. I smirked to myself then brought him back in slowly, sliding as much of him as I could inside my mouth, swirling my tongue around tasting the pre-cum as it dribbled out.
As my head bobbed at a steady and increasing pace, my hand moved in synch with my mouth up and down. My other hand went to his boys, cupping and rolling them ever so carefully. Edward moaned his approval of my work.
Beneath my tongue he was pulsating, fierce and strong, slowly unraveling. Soon Edward's hands were around my head, gently assisting my movements. As I moved faster, I took more of him in my mouth, remembering Rosalie and Alice's advice about going deep and I had to admit it was turning me on. When I grazed my teeth carefully along his length, Edward groaned loudly.
"Bella!" his voice was hoarse.
"Hhhhhhmmmmmmmmm?"
"Fuuuck, baby… I don't think… I can take ….much more….."
I hummed another response back at him in provocation. My lips vibrated against his hard cock as I pushed him further inside, wanting to bring him to the brink. I have to admit I was more than a little nervous about having him finish inside my mouth. I'd never done it before, and what if it was totally nasty and I gagged? Or worse, what if I vomited? Oh my God that would be so Bella of me and I was sure I'd die of embarrassment.
"Bella…if you don't want me to cum in your…...Oh God, Isabella..."
I started humming vigorously, drowning him out. I knew I was driving him mad because his hands grabbed my hair more roughly and fueled me all the more.
I pushed my negative thoughts out of my head, increasing the tempo as Edward moved his hips, thrusting himself into me. Reaching up, I laced my fingers with his, clenching our hands together and looked up at him, his cock continually moving in and out of my mouth. Edward was looking down at me, his eyes dark and crazed with his imminent release.
"I….can't…watch...fuck Bella fuuuuuuuuck….."
His words broke off as his orgasm took him. Edward threw his head back, his mouth open but silent. As he spilled into my mouth, I groaned because it was fucking amazing to watch Edward surrender all control to me. I made him fall apart and it was sexy as hell. Surprisingly, swallowing spunk wasn't exactly horrible, to be honest. It was thick and salty - think Elmer's glue gone sour. What? Come on, you've never eaten glue before? I had no regrets about doing it, but I couldn't say it would be on my top ten list of sexual acts to repeat time and time again. I could, however, cross it off my bucket list.
When he stopped shuddering, I released him. Edward unclenched his hands from mine and ran his fingers through his hair causing it to stand up on end, giving him a just fucked look which I guess, he was, kind of. His eyes were looking down at me with a look I couldn't quite read. He dropped to his knees with me and kissed me sweetly.
"Fuck, Bella, that was….." He shook his head as he tried to come up with the words. "Well, that was fucking incredible." Edward's smile was shy. He helped me up off my knees and I took a seat on the couch. Edward retrieved his boxers and slipped back into them, then his wrinkled pants, leaving his shirt undone.
He went inside briefly, returning with the bottle of wine and a glass for himself. He refilled mine and passed me the glass as he sat down beside me.
"You have a wicked tongue, Isabella. Holy shit!"
I smirked at him, taking a sip of my wine, subtly cleansing my mouth. "You liked that, did you?"
Edward cocked one perfect eyebrow at me. "Liked? I fucking loved that!" He ran his finger down my jaw. "You were perfect." Edward kissed my cheek sweetly.
"I've, uh, never done THAT before." I blushed furiously. "Did I do okay? I mean at the very end?" I felt like such a moron asking for criticism. Edward's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled.
"Trust me, you did great, Bella." He groaned in remembrance. "Fucking great!"
Edward wrapped an arm around me, and I tucked my head under his chin, my hands spayed on his naked chest, lazily drawing figure eights around his nipple. We sat in silence again for a long while, snuggled together under the stars. Edward kissed my head and ran his fingers through my loose hair. I shivered more from the cold than from his touch and Edward suggested we move inside. We gathered our shoes, the wine and our glasses and went into the kitchen.
I could hear my phone beeping from within my purse where it was on the counter, indicating a new message. Edward's Blackberry on the counter was flashing, indicating the same. We looked at each other and laughed. "Alice," we said in unison.
I dug to the bottom of my purse and giggled when I saw I had eight new messages. I asked Edward how many messages he had.
"Fourteen!" he laughed, "Emmett, Alice and a couple of buddies from college saying hi," He informed me as he started typing back replies.
"You've got me beat, I only have eight!" I flipped through them quickly.
One was from Rosalie about thirty minutes ago asking if I was coming home tonight. We had an unspoken agreement that no matter what, we'd always check in with the other to let them know to expect us home or not. I sent her a message back.
Bella: Up at Edward's. Not sure if I'll be home tonight - for sure in the morning. Car pool tomorrow? Rosalie and I had the same schedule on Fridays, so quite often we'd car pool in. If she had a cancellation, like last Friday she would just cab it home.
Rosalie: Did you have a good 'date'?
Bella: yes! :o)
Rosalie: Alice is frantic, just a heads up
Bella: I figured as much. Edward has 14 new texts
Rosalie: OMG She needs to get laid!
Bella: LOL no doubt. Carpool tomorrow?
Rosalie: Yes. Later babe!
I checked the other seven messages, one from Jacob.
Jacob: I miss you. Just thought you should know. I'm in Oregon for a course until next week. See you then?
Shit. I had yet to talk to Jacob after finding out about his fight with Edward, so I sent him a quick text.
BELLA: Jake, we need to talk. Call me when you get back.
He didn't respond back, which I was relieved about. Beside me, I caught Edward smirking and laughing to himself, I wondered what he was up to. No good, apparently. As I expected my next five messages were from Alice.
Alice: Where are you?
Alice: Call me when you get in.
Alice: I'm getting worried.
Alice: Hello?
Alice: Fine, ignore me :o(
I smiled. Poor Alice! I sent her a quick text back
Bella: I am fine. Edward and I had a date. We are at his place. Virtue intact. Relax.
Instantly, she sent back a text.
Alice: Tell Edward he's an asshole! THANK YOU for your message! See you tomorrow.
There was a message from an unknown, out of area number:
Unknown: Just fuck him already :o) Emmett Cullen
It was my turn to laugh aloud – it cracked me up that A) he told me just to fuck his brother already and B) that he signed it with his full name – I mean how many Emmetts do you know? I added him to my contacts, first and last name because it made me laugh, and sent him a message back.
Bella: Bad boy, Emmett. Alice would definitely not approve at that message!
Emmett Cullen: Just because Alice isn't getting any doesn't mean that you should hold out
His next message came in quickly and confused me briefly then I blushed as understood.
Emmett Cullen: did she swallow your man-o-naise?
Almost a millisecond later, three quick messages came in:
Emmett Cullen: Fuck delete that last message FUCK
Emmett Cullen: Dammit I suck at texting
Emmett Cullen: Please don't tell Edward. I'll buy you anything you want!
"Edward, what are you texting to Emmett right now?" I asked slyly.
He shrugged. "Nothing." I raised my eyebrow at him. "Honest! I told Emmett we had a date. He's trying to get more out of me." He showed me his text conversation.
Emmett: Yo bro what's up?
Edward: on a date with Bella
Emmett: get laid yet?
Edward: nope
Emmett: did you get a happy ending?
Edward: NOYB
Emmett: you did! You totally did!
Edward: you're a jackass
Emmett: does she give good head?
Edward: nice Emmett, like I'd tell you
I cracked up and showed him my phone and the man-o-naise message from his brother.
"Apparently, this message was meant for you." Edward shook his head.
"What an idiot!" Edward groaned, "Let's fuck with him." Edward took my phone from my hands and sent his brother a message.
Bella: It'll cost you
Emmett Cullen: Anything! Just don't tell Edward!
Bella: New car
Emmett Cullen: You got it! What kind?
Edward turned to me. "What kind of car do you like?" I laughed.
"I don't know! Uh…a Volkswagen?" I named the first thing that came into my head.
Cocking an eyebrow, Edward looked at me. "Seriously?" He looked disappointed in my suggestion. "I think of you more as a Beamer type of girl," he quickly typed a message to Emmett. I could have said I wanted the most expensive car on earth and it wouldn't have mattered, like Emmett was going to buy me a car just to shut me up.
Bella: BMW Z4, black on black
Emmett Cullen: Done! Gotta run. See you Saturday!
I remembered Alice's last text. "By the way, Alice says to tell you you're an asshole. What were you texting her?" I asked. Edward got a sheepish look on his face.
"I may have, kind of, sort of, implied that we weren't answering our texts because we were….uh busy," He looked at me, guilt written all over his face. I shook my head at him.
"Edward," I warned quietly.
He shrugged. "Well, we were, technically." That crooked smile of his brought the giggles out in me.
"Let me see what you sent her!" I snatched his phone out of his hand, Edward leaned against the counter, smirk on his face.
Alice: Where ya at?
Alice: What are you doing?
Alice: You'd better not be fucking her!
Alice: EDWARD ANTHONY CULLEN!
I could totally picture Alice pacing around her living room, hand on her hip, literally yelling at she typed in all caps.
Alice: Mom would be so disappointed in you, Edward
That made me laugh aloud - pulling the mom card on a momma's boy. Awesome.
Alice: Seriously if you don't text me back in 5 min I will tell Bella you sucked your thumb til you were 9.
"I knew that!" I said. Edward gave me a questioning look. "I knew you sucked your thumb until you were nine – Emmett told me already!" Edward groaned.
Alice: 4 min
Alice: 3 min
Alice: 2 min – don't tempt me Edward
Edward: Keep your panties on, Pixie
Alice: You had 1 min left Jerk
Edward: I was busy sorry. Correction: We were busy.
Alice: What exactly do you mean by BUSY?
Edward: What do you think it means Ali-Cat?
Alice: Tell Bella to call me asap
Edward: she can't talk, her mouth is full
"Oh, no you didn't!" I punched Edward's stomach. Unfortunately it was rock hard and he barely flinched, "You told Alice my mouth was full? Oh my God, EDWARD!"
Edward smirked. "Well, it was all for nothing because you ruined it. What did you text her to make her call me an asshole?" I laughed.
"I told her my virtue was still intact." I set his phone down on the counter. Edward's arms enveloped me into a hug, his breath warm on my cheek as he spoke.
"If that little trick out there was your virtue intact, Isabella, I can't wait for this month to be over." His eyes bored into mine and I blushed slightly. Edward placed both hands on the side on my face. "I'd love for you to stay with me tonight, Bella. I promise I won't try to molest you, I just want to sleep with you in my arms again."
I nodded. "I already told Rosalie not to expect me tonight. I need to pop downstairs for my tooth brush and pajamas though."
"Follow me." Edward took my hand and led me down the hallway to his side of the apartment, through the sitting room, and into his bedroom. From there, he brought me into the en-suite bathroom. "What do you see?" he asked.
I looked at the counter and there in the toothbrush holder was one blue toothbrush and one pink one.
"You bought me a toothbrush?" Edward bought me a toothbrush!
He turned me around to look in the bathtub - on the ledge were several bottles of Lush products and a pink razor as well.
"I know you like Lush shampoo and body wash but I couldn't remember what kind so I just bought a bunch." He opened the cupboard under the sink and it was full of various bottles and containers. There was shampoo, conditioner, bubble bath, bath bombs, butter creams and lotions.
"Edward! This must have cost a small fortune! All those bath bombs and stuff, wow!"
Holy shit! His smirk spread across his face. "Hey! Who said those bath bombs are yours?" Edward came up behind me, nuzzling my neck. "As for the bubble bath and butter cream, I thought we could enjoy those together." I turned my head to look at him. "Not tonight, of course, your virtue and all." He rolled his beautiful green eyes at me. "But, one night soon, yes?" He kissed down my neck and I nodded. I couldn't wait.
"How about I run you a bath so you can relax before bed?" he asked.
"That sounds heavenly! Thank you."
Edward gestured to his bedroom. "There's a robe for you in the closet. I thought you might want to have one up here." I was stunned, my mouth hanging open.
"Go on, you can get undressed in my room while I get your bath ready."
I walked through the bedroom to Edward's closet. Inside, his clothes were meticulously organized – rows of dress shirts, dress pants, and suit jackets all hung neatly, color coordinated on matching wooden hangers. Several pairs of jeans were folded up on a shelf, as well as perfectly folded t-shirts on another. There was a built in shoe rack and his shoes were paired together, precisely lined up. True to his word, hanging up on the far right was a white, terry cloth robe. I undressed and folded my clothes, setting them on an empty shelf and slipped into the soft robe. I padded barefoot to the bathroom.
The lights were off, but the candles Edward had lit and placed around the tub and on the counter illuminated the bathroom in a soft glow. He swished the water, testing the temperature.
"Candles, too?" I asked.
Edward laughed quietly. "Well, I do have about a thousand of them just thought I should burn through some." He winked. "What would you like to listen to?" Edward dried his hands and fiddled with the iPod on the dock on the counter.
"Something quiet, if you have it." I twisted my hair up into a messy bun and secured it with the elastic band from my wrist. A beautiful melody floated through the steamyroom and soothed my mind. Edward averted his eyes politely and I dropped the robe and melted into the warm bubble bath. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes.
Edward left quietly after pressing a button on the wall to start the jets, leaving me to soak. He returned briefly, passing me a glass of ice water and left a fluffy towel and one of his white t-shirts on the counter for me.
"Thought you might need some pajamas." Edward said as he left again, closing the door behind him.
I enjoyed the beautiful music and my time alone for a good twenty minutes, my time cut short simply because I had Edward Fucking Cullen waiting for me, then I drained the tub, staying in it until the water completely emptied. Wrapping myself in the bath sheet, I applied body lotion and slipped on Edward's large shirt, sans underwear. After the candles were blown out, and the music and lights were turned off, I went to join Edward in bed. He was lying on his back, quilt pushed to his waist, leaving his bare chest on display for me. Edward's hands were behind his head, his eyes closed a slight smile on his perfect lips. I snuggled up beside him, my head on his shoulder, curling my leg over his. Edward wrapped his arm around me and kissed my head.
"Good night, sweetheart," he whispered.
"Night, Edward. Thank you for a perfect date." I planted a kiss on his throat.
"My pleasure. Next time will be yours."
Even half asleep he could smirk.
