Welcome to PAD's flashish flashing fic.

Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight characters worth flashing.

I'd flash them if I had as much inhibition as Edward.

Watching You 13

Wow! I knew he was rich but didn't know he was loaded.

Immediately upon entering his foyer, fancy wall lighting begins slowly brightening until reaching a comfortably romantic level. As my eyes adjust, I observe and absorb a high tech, quite chic, very male man-cave with state-of-the-art everything.

He still has his firm, warm hands cupping the cheeks of my butt while holding me tightly to his chest and close to his heart. He readies to set me down, but I halt his actions to stare a little longer at the full-length mirror displaying the perfect curves, puckers, and dimples of his Adonis ass, leaving nothing to the imagination.

I stare over his shoulder and ogle him a bit longer until he gives me a perplexing look, just realizing I've been checking out his glorious nudity in the glass reflection.

"While you are at it, would you like the full frontal view as well?"

He pulls away from my cheek to catch my eyes. I just smile through my embarrassment, as I'm turning pink. It's like I'm being caught by my father buying condoms at the convenience store. Awk . . . ward.

I just quirk a smile and give him an off-center bite of my bottom lip as he sets me down. Surprisingly, he actually obliges my silent request and bares himself, still wearing his unzipped cowhide and buttoned-downed dress shirt. His proud part is still standing at attention, saluting me. I could swear it even flinched as it winked, giving me a come-hither gesture while I stood adjacent to him hungrily eying his cheesecake reflection. The muscled movement he uses to wiggle his cock now turns me red and makes me giggle. I angle my head away from him altogether, trying to hide my eager fascination, but he has none of that.

"I am going to make you some dinner because what kind of host would I be if I sent you to bed hungry?"

I think to myself that as long as he gives me other things of his I've been craving, I should be just fine, but I've never been one to turn down a free meal I didn't have to cook.

"And since you seem to like what you see of mine, I think I'll lose the jacket and shirt as well. I can get very hot when I'm cooking."

Honey, if you get any hotter, I'm going to be the one needing to strip.

Maybe this has been his plan all along.

"But if you prefer, I can lower the air conditioning and change my attire."

Common sense is eluding me as is proper speech as my female Neanderthal takes over.

"No! You, no clothes! Naked . . . Hot . . . Just fine."

I slap my hand over my mouth and stomp on my subconscious hussy's foot, jabbing her forcefully in the ribs with my elbow. What the hell is wrong with her? . . . I mean me. I'm not even sure this qualifies as a first date and already I'm demanding he cook naked for me.

"I hate to disappoint you, but I will be needing to wear at least an apron as boiled water or hot oil could be quite detrimental to certain parts of my anatomy."

I lost everything he said after hot oil. God, what is this man doing to me? Or more importantly, why am I letting him do it?

I swallow hard and tell myself that I can endure this. After all, look at what Edward had to withstand regarding my teasing and the peppermint freeze.

I can do this; it will be a walk in the park . . . albeit a very naked one.

A/N:

Damn, girl!

What are you complaining about?

Edward . . . naked . . . cooking . . . no argument!

Review me your thoughts.

Thank you to my beta, the wonderful Chayasara. I'm just a punctuation line cook when compared to this master chef.

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Thank you for reading.

PAD