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Protector - Chapter 14

Moonshine

October 31, 2011

Edward

The room was dark. Bodies were jumping up and down, swaying side to side in close proximity as the bass thumped throughout the room. Hands were raised in the air as people sang along with the song, eyes closed in enjoyment.

He could feel the electricity in the air as he watched with his green eyes. His eyes only searched for one familiar face in the massive crowd. The darkness of the room wasn't helping his search, and neither was the fact that almost everyone was wearing a mask.

Well, duh, stupid. It's a masquerade, remember?

He rolled his eyes at his thoughts before going back to searching for her.

Where was she? She promised to meet him here to celebrate the holiday.

Halloween night. He couldn't help but chuckle at the words she said to him that morning.

"Get in the spooky spirit, babe. Ghosts, ghouls, vampires, and all the other supernatural things you could think of are happening tonight."

And so he did with a quick run to the nearest Party City to pick up his costume. It wasn't anything special, just a knight costume. She never told him what to wear, and he hoped she didn't have something planned already because, to be honest, he tuned out the majority of the conversation about this party a few weeks ago. He was too focused on his most recent case at the hospital, worrying if he would screw anything up.

But that doesn't matter for right now. He promised her that he wouldn't focus on work tonight. He was strictly here for her, and he doesn't want to waste another minute away from her because of stupid work.

Now, just to find her...

Bella

The dance floor was insane, but the smile on her best friend's face was worth being pushed around in every direction. Alice twirled around her as she swayed her hips to the beat. She tried as hard as she could to not look for him, wanting to keep things a surprise for now, but she knew he was near. She could feel it deep in her bones, just like she always could when they were close to one another.

"This was the best idea I've ever had!" her friend called over the music as she danced close to Bella. "Jasper would never have come with me, but who needs him? I have you!"

She smiled in reply, but internally she was rolling her eyes. Alice always played it off like she never needed Jasper when they were in the middle of an argument, but Bella could always see how scared Alice was by the far-away look in her blue eyes. Alice needed Jasper just as much as he needed her. They just couldn't see it.

Alice twirled away from Bella, her figure disappearing in with the swaying bodies. Bella took that as her cue to get the hell out of the hot mess so she could rest her tired feet. She picked up the back of her skirt so no one could step on it and began to push her way through the crowd. Once she was safely out of the bodies, her eyes scanned for an open area.

But found him instead.

She smiled as the signature blush heated her already warm cheeks. She felt her heart began to beat fast as recognition flashed across his face. Even behind a mask he could always tell her apart from everyone else, and that made her heart fill up with so much love for that man.

He was incredible, inside and out.

As he began to walk towards her, she did the same. Their feet pulled them to one another until they were finally holding each other.

"There you are," he said, his voice rough. "I thought I would've never find you."

Her hands squeezed his forearms. "I did, too. It took you long enough."

"Oh, sarcasm..." he chuckled. "Dully noted, baby. You'll regret your words later, right now I want to dance with you."

She raised an eyebrow up in questioning, but he brushed her off. Instead, he pulled her back towards the swaying bodies, pulling her close to him as they joined in.

x-x-x-x

The night air was cold as they walked hand-in-hand towards the front door of the townhouse. His keys jingled in his hand as he pulled them from his pants pocket. He shoved them into the lock as she leaned up against his back for warmth. When he had the door open, he turned to face her and swept her off her feet, carrying her towards her room.

"Get changed," he whispered as he placed her on her feet. "I'll be in the kitchen."

Before he turned to leave, he placed a soft kiss on her lips. She shivered in the best possible way, tingles shooting from her lips straight down to her tired toes. She watched him go before ducking into the now almost empty room she used to hide herself in.

It was weird still waking up and coming in here to find something to wear for the day, but they both admitted that if they wanted to keep their stuff, that some of hers would have to stay in her old room. She didn't care. She was sharing a room with him now, spending every night in bed with him wrapped around her. A little sacrifice for love like keeping her close in a separate room was nothing to her.

Once she had her pajamas on, she walked down the hallway to find him. A mug of coffee sat on the table right next to his laptop as he typed. He hadn't changed out of his costume, but had pulled off the top layer of his shirt. His bronze hair was a wild mess, and she couldn't help but bite down on her lip from the memory of them kissing while they danced to the beat, her hands pulling at his hair. She loved every minute of it.

"I know you're standing there," Edward said softly, his eyes never leaving the screen.

She smirked at him. "Why don't you do something about it, then?"

His fingers ceased their typing, his body straightened. He turned to face her with dark eyes. "Maybe I will. Come here."

Her smirk was gone as she sauntered towards where he sat. When she was close enough to him, his hands latched onto her hips before he stood. His eyes locked with hers as his hands moved up the sides of her body. They didn't stop their travels until they cupped her cheeks, his mouth only mere inches away from hers.

"Please," she begged in a hushed voice. "Kiss me."

He smirked. "No."

She leaned closer to him, her lips barely brushing up against his before he pulled back, keeping his smirk on his beautiful face. She glared at him.

"You're not being fair," she whined.

"I don't have to be," he replied.

She rolled her eyes before knocking his hands away from her face. "Well, if you're not going to play nice, then I'll see you in the morning. Good night."

She turned to walk back down the hallway towards their bedroom. Her face was flushed with anger, but she couldn't pinpoint the exact reason on why she was so upset. So he wouldn't kiss her? Big whoop. Maybe he was embarrassed of his coffee breath. She knew she was whenever he wanted to kiss her after she drank some. She had no right to be upset with him.

Before she could take another step, a hand latched around her wrist, turning her around. Worried green eyes searched her face before lips crashed against hers. Her hands immediately moved to his hair, lacing her fingers in with the silky strands. His hands pushed her hips so her back was against the closed-door of their bedroom.

And then they were everywhere, touching and caressing every inch of skin her could reach. He tugged and pulled at her shirt, wanting to pull it off but restraining himself. His lips moved fast and crushed hers as they continued to deepen the kiss.

Her hand searched for the doorknob, twisting it until the door began to open behind her back. She grasped onto the front of his shirt before she pulled him with her as she moved into the room. He kicked the door closed again as they passed, never letting her go.

Her lips left his so she could pull his shirt over his head, her hands roaming across his chest and abdomen. He hissed as her nails dragged across his skin, his lips locking onto the soft skin of her collarbone.

They fell as one onto the mattress, never once losing the connection they had. Clothes were peeled away, leaving skin exposed and bare for them to touch. Breaths were exchanged as they moved, and a fire was starting to burn as they kissed and touched. She gasped as he bit down on the skin of her shoulder, her fingers tightening their grip on his hair. She pulled at his hair until she could kiss his lips.

They were a mess of tangled limbs and bed sheets, losing themselves to one another. No words were necessary, for they only needed the touches and kisses. And they knew they had forever to tell each other how much they loved one another.

I think I'm going to wrap it all up in the next one. Like I've said, this wasn't meant to be dragged out.

Oh, and I should be back. Officially.

Got my own Macbook now.

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