AN: I own nothing, but I have discovered that men's shaving cream works better than women's… So I stole my hubby's! : )
Also, sorry for the delay, I had an unpleasant visitor known as writer's block.
Get out your glasses and sugar for there may be a lemon! Enjoy!
Chapter 13
There was an uncomfortable silence between us the entire ride back to the apartment building, and I couldn't help but feel like I had divulged too much.
The silence continued during our ascent in the elevator. It finally ended when we arrived at the door to Emmett and Rose's. Edward spoke to Emmett when he answered the door, then they disappeared down the hallway.
"What was that about?" Rose whispered as she handed a sleeping Abby over. I gazed at Abby's sleeping form, her mouth forming a small "O." I sat down on the couch and Rose sat next to me.
"I think I was to forward with Edward after dinner. I think I scared him off," I admitted my voice barely above a whisper. I hoped she hadn't heard me. Unfortunately, she had.
"Why do you think that?" She questioned. She placed her hand on my knee and rubbed it soothingly.
I quickly explained the events that had transpired in the parking lot, and then Edward's car. I made sure to include the time frame that I was now referring to as 'The Awkward Silence.'
Rose sat quietly as she thought. Abby sighed contentedly, causing us to laugh.
"I bet you he thinks he screwed up his chance with you," she said after a few more minutes.
Why would he think that? I told him I didn't want him to stop! My inner monologue screeched. Evidently Rose heard my thoughts loud and clear.
"He probably thinks you told him that so that he wouldn't feel so awful about 'taking advantage' of you," she replied making air quotes and rolling her eyes.
I thanked Rose and asked her to pass on my thanks to Emmett. Rose told me that Abby had eaten about an hour prior to our arrival. I picked up Abby's bag and Rose escorted me out the door.
The elevator dinged loudly when it arrived and I climbed in, thankful that the noise hadn't woken Abby. When the doors slid shut, I wiped away the single tear that rolled down my cheek and shut my eyes.
I reopened my eyes when the elevator dinged, and was shocked to see Edward standing outside of the elevator. His chest was rising and falling rapidly as he tried to catch his breath.
He backed up so that I could exit the elevator.
"I need to put her to bed," I said coldly as I headed toward the door to my apartment. I could hear that he was not following me.
"You can come in," I told him once I had opened the door. I left it open, set Abby's bag down on the couch, and took Abby to her room. I scowled at the fact that Edward had picked out the nursery furniture when I walked into her room.
I sat down in the rocking chair and sang to Abby. Edward could wait.
When the sun is sinking in Wyoming By the cabin door, I see my father When night is near Go to sleep my baby, close your pretty eyes Go to sleep my baby (sleep my baby), close your pretty eyes (close your eyes)
When the twilight shadows start to fall
In my dreams I can hear a melody
In my heart there's a tender memory
With a little baby on his knee
Then comes back that Wyoming lullaby
Father used to sing to me
That song I hear
Angels up above you, watching you dear from the skies
Great big moon is shining, stars begin to peep
Time for little children like you dear to go to sleep
That's a Wyoming lullaby
Angels up above you. Watching you dear from the skies
Great big moon is shining, stars begin to peep
Time for little children like you dear to go to sleep
Time to go to sleep.
I kissed Abby's forehead and breathed in her scent before laying her down in her crib.
"I love you Abby-bug," I whispered after kissing her head once more. I wiped away a few tears that had leaked out and shut the door.
I picked up the baby monitor from my room on the way back out to the living room. Edward was sitting on the couch and his knee was bouncing nervously. He looked up quickly when the floor creaked beneath my feet.
I sat down in a chair across from him and waited for him to speak.
"I'm sorry," he began, "I thought I had crossed a line, gone too far. I thought you said… what you said, to make me feel better." He rambled.
"Rose and Emmett made me see that I was acting stupid, which I was by the way, and that the way I acted in the car was thoughtless and idiotic. So I'm sorry, for all of it. Well, to be honest I'm not sorry about the kiss in the parking lot." He blushed when he finished.
"Okay, if we are going to continue with… this," I said, gesturing between us, "you need to understand a few things. One, I will stop you if I want you to stop. Two, I will always be honest with you; I won't 'lie to make you feel better.' And three, if something is bothering you, I expect you to tell me, not go all self loathing on me." I demanded.
"I'm so sorry, Bella. I thought I had ruined what we had, and I was so angry with myself. I really care about you Bella, you and Abby both. I really want to see where this goes, because I see it lasting a long time." He was whispering by the end. He stood abruptly and knelt in front of me.
His eyes searched mine, and I hoped that he could see the forgiveness in them. He must have because he smiled brightly and placed his hands on each side of my face before kissing me passionately.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself closer to him. I pushed so that he fell backward, me on top of him. We continued kissing as I ground my hips against him. He moaned as I came in contact with his hardness.
Edward sat up, but held me against him, one hand between my shoulder blades, the other slowly moving south. His hand stopped on my lower back and he used it to decrease the remaining space between us.
I wrapped me legs around him, and he stood easily, while still holding me. Then my back was against the wall. The position we were in was almost identical to the one we had been in against his car in the parking lot.
This time, when I moaned Edward's name, he ground his erection into me again. I moaned as his hardness pushed against my sensitive flesh.
I pushed Edward's chest away from mine slightly so that I could remove his shirt, and quickly threw it on the floor.
I ran my hands up and down his sculpted chest, and enjoyed the feeling of his muscles moving beneath his skin.
"Take off your shirt, please," Edward begged. He was holding me up, so he couldn't remove it himself.
Edward wrapped one of his arms underneath me and held tightly as his other hand snaked up to my bra. He pulled one of the cups down so that my nipple was exposed and brought his head down to it.
I moaned loudly when his warm tongue made contact with my sensitive peak. He took it into his mouth completely and lavished the pebbled skin with his tongue, occasionally nipping it with his teeth.
"Bed-" I gasped, not even able to complete the word bedroom before his mouth covered mine in a heated kiss.
Edward nearly ran to my bedroom, and gently laid me down on the bed. His attention immediately returned to my exposed chest as his hands found their way to the button of my jeans.
Before I knew it, my jeans were on the floor, and I was lying on the bed in nothing but my panties. I was almost completely bared for him, and he was wearing far too many clothes.
I sat up and quickly removed his jeans. I paused a moment to take in the glory that was Edward Cullen, in nothing but his boxer briefs. After my brief moment of awe, his boxers joined his jeans on the floor.
Edward slid down to the end of the bed and began kissing his way up my legs, kissing my right foot, then my left, my left ankle, and then my right. He continued this pattern until he reached the lacy edge of my panties.
His tongue darted underneath the fabric and I sucked in a sharp breath at the surge that pulsed through me.
His fingers hooked into the waistband of my panties and he looked up at my face to be sure I wanted him to continue. I nodded vigorously, hoping to convey my desire for him to remove the flimsy fabric.
He quickly complied and my panties were added to the pile on the floor. I moaned loudly when his warm tongue made contact with my throbbing core.
His finger swirled in my wetness before pushing into me, immediately joined by another. I writhed in pleasure as he worked me. It was like he had known me this way for years. He knew exactly what I needed.
It was as if he could read my mind.
My orgasm overtook me quickly and forcefully as Edward lapped at my drenched, convulsing, heat.
Edward slowly crawled his way back up the bed, so that our faces were aligned. I wound my fingers in his hair and pulled his face to mine, our lips meeting powerfully.
"Please, Edward," I begged as I felt his hardness between my legs. He went still as an iron rod and looked into my eyes.
I could see fear in his eyes, as this was a major step for us to take. I smiled at him and the fear was washed away with something that I hadn't ever seen before, at least not directed at me.
It was love.
I nodded and kissed Edward lightly. He smiled at me before slowly pushing inside me. He stilled when I was completely filled and our lips met in a passionate kiss. He slowly started moving inside me, and I couldn't help the moans of pleasure that he was drawing from me.
I moved my hips with him, causing him to go even deeper. I knew my release was close. Edward must have sensed it also, because his hand wandered down to where we were intertwined and his thumb gently pressed against my outer source of pleasure, rubbing delicate circles.
"Edward!" I gasped out as I clenched around him. He thrust several more times before grunting and whispering my name as he spilled inside me.
We shared another fiery kiss before Edward pulled out of me. He lay down next to me, and pulled me into his side. I rested my head on his chest, one of my legs thrown over his. We lay there silently for a few minutes, calming our breathing and our racing hearts.
Our quiet moment was broken by the sound of Abby whimpering through the monitor. I knew that meant she would be waking soon. And she would be hungry.
Before I could even lift my head from Edward's chest, he was out of bed putting his boxers on.
Great, I thought, he remembered that I have a baby and now he wants to rush out of here.
I sighed and sat up, praying that he would just leave and not give me some 'It's not you, it's me' speech.
I climbed out of bed and grabbed my night clothes.
"What are you doing?" Edward questioned, pointing to the clothes in my hand.
"Going to get Abby," I responded, emotionlessly.
"I'll get her, love. Go back to bed," He replied, kissing me gently. He walked me back over to the bed, and pulled the covers back for me.
He tucked me in and kissed my forehead, smiling brightly over his shoulder as he exited the room. I could hear him in the kitchen, fixing a bottle just as Abby started to cry.
I could hear him talk to Abby over the monitor when he entered her room, and her crying instantly quieted.
I could hear the rocker creak slightly as he sat in it, then his voice filled the quiet room.
Golden slumber kiss your eyes,
Smiles await you when you rise.
Sleep,
pretty baby,
Do not cry,
And I'll sing you a lullaby.
Care you know not,
Therefore sleep,
While I o'er you watch do keep.
Sleep,
pretty darling,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.
I knew then, as I listened to him sing to Abby, that I was in love with him. There was no denying it, and as I drifted to sleep, my thoughts were of telling him how I felt and hearing his reply of those same three words.
AN: Well, what did you guys think?