So ... I got impatient and wanted to post this very early. And that's what I'm doing. :) So I hope you enjoy!
When Bella woke up the next morning, she wasn't entirely sure what had moved her from the couch to her bed until she felt Edward's arms wrapped around her waist, causing a small smile to flit across her lips, making her heart warm slightly as she relaxed against his chest, a small smile on her lips as she rested there. After a few moments, though, she wriggled free, stretching and getting out of the bed.
When she stood, she spent a second just looking at Edward. He looked so peaceful when he was asleep. She wondered how she had gotten so lucky as to drunkenly marry this man, unlike many of the other men she could have married in her drunken stupor.
Smiling at the sight of the sleeping man, she shook her head and headed to her little kitchen area, determined to make him breakfast this time. Wake him up with the smells of delicious food. She wanted him to walk up behind her this morning, smelling all delicious as he seemed to somehow always do, and kiss her on the neck as he whispered something sweet in her ear. It was something she could imagine him doing. Frequently.
Looking over at the sleeping Edward, Bella worked quietly to make some of her famous Belgium Waffles, using a recipe that she had created herself several years ago since she had always been the one to cook the breakfasts the morning after a sleep over. Periodically, she would look over at Edward and smile, she liked the way he looked in her bed.
Since she had left, he had rolled over onto his back, the blankets, having moved down to his hips as his shirt had rode up a little bit, giving her the slightest peak of his very well defined six pack, which certainly made her smile. She liked the look of this delicious man lying there, completely asleep and comfortable. At home. It was crazy of her, but she was seriously falling for this man.
Sighing at herself, she quickly ran her fingers through her hair. She needed to call up Rose and Alice. She had to dish out all the details about Edward and exactly how he was affecting her now. It was insane, and she had to tell someone else. Her brother had already given her permission to go forward with Edward, so her friends should be fairly accepting, right? There was no reason for them not to be.
Suddenly, she felt strong arms wrapping around her midsection and a chin resting on her shoulder as hot breath blew against her ear. "What are you making?" a rough voice asked, thick with morning grogginess.
"My famous Belgium Waffles. And you are impeding me from my task. So you should get off of me and shower or something," she informed Edward, elbowing him a little bit as a means of trying to get him off of her for the time being, even though she knew it wouldn't work unless he felt like allowing her to get her way.
"Mmm, they sound delicious," Edward said, not letting go and instead nuzzling Bella's neck gently, making her roll her eyes.
"Well, if you would like to taste them, you should probably get off of me so I can finish making them," Bella urged as she grabbed Edwards hands and tried to move them off her waist so she could move about. She succeeded for about a second before they were once again wrapped around her smaller frame. All Bella could do was smile and roll her eyes, finding Edward's actions at once endearing and annoying.
"I think I'd rather stay here," he informed her.
"Fine. Then I won't feed you and you get to go back to sleeping on the couch," Bella informed him firmly, almost like she was setting the rules for a small child. It almost felt as if that was the case, that she set rules for a young child that had no discipline. Though this young child was actually a very attractive grown man.
"Oh, fine, be that way," Edward huffed before placing a kiss on her neck, "I'll shower and then I will come back to pester you, and not even threats of the couch will get me to move away!" Edward proclaimed as he walked towards her bathroom, causing Bella to roll her eyes before she turned back to her project at hand, making sure she didn't completely destroy their breakfast because she was daydreaming.
Her father used to tease her about her constantly variable cooking talents. Most of the time she really was quite the wonderful cook, but a lot of other times she just got too distracted by a train of thought, or an idea for a painting, that she would end up burning something and have to start all over again. When she actually completed the things she was cooking, they results were always fantastic and those that ate her meals seemed to really enjoy them, but the process could sometimes get sticky.
With Edward around, it made it all the more likely for her to forget about something she was cooking and end up making it burn while she walked away getting distracted by him, or thoughts about him. Of course, she didn't think that she would be too distracted as she made waffles, they were pretty difficult to screw up, even for someone that was constantly day dreaming about silly things.
As she was finishing the last waffle, Edward was walking out of her bathroom with a towel slung low on his hips, making her blush just a little bit before she turned away and focused on the waffles and putting them on a plate.
Edward walked by her, and she caught the whiff of an incredibly delicious scent. It must have either been Edward's shampoo or body wash, or whatever, but whatever it was that made him smell that was something delicious. She could tell that Edward was smiling, since she could see his face out of the corner of her eye, though she didn't dare look for fear of blushing as red as a tomato, though she supposed she might already be red.
"Calm down, Bella, it's not like you haven't seen me naked before," Edward said, "And I'm wearing a towel now! So it is a completely different situation. I just forgot to grab some clothing to change into," he said, shaking his head at Bella, though it was clear that he found her reaction to his towel-only state rather adorable. Frankly, he found everything about Bella adorable. And had for years.
Bella just shook her head, trying to clear it and process what Edward had just said to her at the same time, but it wasn't working so well for her. "Oh, shut up. If you knew what was good for you, you wouldn't tease the person that is allowing you to have a roof over your head and food to eat, and not calling the cops or anything on you," Bella asserted, trying to save face after she had obviously been thrown by Edwards almost-naked state.
"Uh, huh. Whatever you say, dearest," Edward teased before going back into the bathroom to finish changing into his clothing for the day as well as doing whatever boys did in the bathroom. Bella was putting everything on plates when Edward came out of the bathroom, looking incredibly delicious and she couldn't help but eye him for a second before tearing her gaze away and looking at the plates of food.
"Tada! Breakfast is served. And it wouldn't have been if you had continued to try and bother me," she informed Edward.
"Maybe, but now I have to see if it is as good as you claim it is," Edward said as he sat down at the table, Bella doing the same as she just started eating right away, watching as Edward seemed to be considering every bite like he was a food critic, his face incredibly serious, though Bella knew he was just messing with her.
"Well? What is your assessment?" she asked Edward after a little while of silence had fallen between the two of them.
"I would have to say it is the most delicious presentation of Belgium Waffles that I have ever had the fortune of tasting. Good job, Bella, you have officially impressed me with your breakfast talents," he said, smiling at her a little bit, making Bella shake her head a little at him.
"Glad I could impress you, now, you get to clean up the dishes while I go and shower and stuff. And so you know, today I have a lot of painting that I want to accomplish, so you are not allowed to distract me," she informed Edward seriously.
"Perfect, because I have a lot of writing that I want to do, and I don't want you to distract me, though I think the fact that we are in the same living space is enough to cause me to be a bit distracted," Edward said, smiling a little bit.
Bella just shook her head at Edward before placing her dish in the sink before going to get her clothing for the day, not wanting to have to venture out of the bathroom in a towel like Edward had. As much as she knew Edward would enjoy it, she didn't want him making advances towards her when the only thing covering her was a towel. Because she honestly didn't know what Edward would do in that situation.
Once she had readied herself, Bella slipped into her studio and started to work, she wanted to finish the lust pieces today, adding flourishes and more fully including the depth to the painting that she wanted. And once finished, she was planning on hiding that one from Edward as much as she could possibly manage to do so. He didn't need to see the lusty painting she had done because of him. Of course, she could always lie about the purpose of the painting … but for some reason she didn't feel like she wanted to lie to Edward.
Except maybe about the fact that she was seriously starting to be interested in the man.
As she was setting the lust painting aside to dry, she wiped her forehead, getting some cool red paint on her forehead, and that's when she got the next idea for her painting series, and it was confusion. She was conflicted about this whole situation, unsure of what to do. She could use this picture to show the conflict and confusion of her relationship with Edward. Maybe do a clashing of the lust painting and the annoyance painting, with confusion melting them together in the middle. Smiling to herself, she picked up her brushes and began to attack this new canvas, enjoying herself as she worked on this one. She knew this particular painting was going to take her longer than the other two, probably about a week or so to do properly, at least to make sure it was the way she imagined it to be in her head.
After awhile, she heard a knock on the wall and turned to see Edward standing there, leaning against the doorframe with a smile on his lips. He was smiling at the sight of Bella, covered in splatters of paint and the smudges of paint across differet planes of her face, which he found adorable. She looked at him for a second, as if being pulled back to the real world from her painting that she was working on.
"Yes?" she final said, starting to look a little bit annoyed at him.
"It's four o'clock in the afternoon. You've been working for six hours. I'd say it's time for me to kidnap you away to get something to eat. Early dinner. We can have a late night snack later, and after we come back from our early dinner, you can resume painting, what do you think?" Edward asked, smiling at Bella, he wanted to be with her in public for awhile.
"Oh," Bella said, registering that she had, in fact, been working for several hours. "Well, I think I can actually be done for today. I need to let this dry before I add anything …," she trailed off, "Are we going out to eat as a date? Or as you not wanting to cook for me?" Bella asked Edward as she tilted her head to the side for a moment.
"Date. But it'll be causal. So you can go as is, though I would was the paint off of your forehead," he said, gesturing to the red paint on her forehead, knowing that she would see the other splatters on her face when she looked in the mirror to get them off.
Bella's face turned just a little red at Edward's comment. "Oh. Okay, well … did you pick the place already? Because if you have, you should tell me what you chose …," she trailed off, looking at him almost pointedly.
"Nope. Not telling you. You'll just have to see," Edward said, winking at Bella as he walked out of the room.
Bella followed Edward out of the room as she shook her head just a little bit at the man. "Really? You are going to keep that a secret from me? Why can't you just tell me where we're going and let have a heads up, maybe that way I know what I'm going to eat before we get there or something …," Bella trailed off, seeing Edward's shoulders shaking in a silent chuckle.
"Just do what you must to get ready and then we'll go, I know you've got to be getting hungry," Edward said, and as if it was right on cue, her stomach growled, which made Bella scowl and go towards the bathroom, quickly washing the multiple paint splatters off of her skin.
It was cute when it was on her clothing, it was messy when it was on her skin. Or at least that was what Alice had told her once upon a time. She had also explained that artists were very sexy as far as professions went. Especially if they were naturally beautiful. Bella didn't have the natural beauty, or at least so she thought, but she did have a very artful profession.
"Okay, I am ready," Bella informed Edward as she walked out of the bathroom.
"Fantastic," he said, grinning at her as he led her out of the house.
Next Chapter will be up in a week at the most, but it'll probably be sooner than that. But who knows! Anyway, do leave a review because all of them make me feel warm and fuzzy inside. :)