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Chapter 21 – Weights and Books
BPOV
I could feel the softness of the mattress against my back, but I could also begin to feel the hint of springs digging in too. The softness below me was a contrast to the heavy weight I felt on my chest and legs pressing me down.
The weight on my chest was not chokingly heavy, but it was an unusual weight and it was one I wanted to get out from under. I tried to roll over in the bed, but my movements were constricted by the weight. I was pinned, flat on my back.
I opened my eyes, squinting at the harsh light that was penetrating the curtains illuminating the room.
I tried to turn to my left to look for the time on my bedside table, but my view was obstructed by a mass of bronze, unruly hair.
My heart stuttered in my chest as I lifted my head to glance down at the godly body attached to said head. But in doing so, the bronze mop tickled my nose and I shook my head trying to escape the irritating feeling.
The shaking caused the rest of my body to move, minimally due to the weight, and Edward let out a soft groan before snuggling back onto me.
His head was on my chest, his arm heavy across my stomach and his left leg was draped over my thighs.
I tried to push him gently to roll him over, but his sleeping form was like a dead weight on top of me that would not budge.
So I tried another tactic. I tried to extract myself sideways in an attempt to shuffle out from under him without waking him. I slid my legs out from under his, swinging them over the side of the bed, then I lifted his arm off of my stomach and slid out from under his head.
I gently laid his head onto my pillow, praising the lord that I got out without waking him, when I tripped over my own feet and fell off the side of the bed with a loud thump followed by an 'oomph'.
So much for being quiet.
"Bella?" he rasped.
I saw his face peer over the bed above me, giving me a weird sense of déjà vu.
"Why is it that you always end up on the floor?" he smirked at me with sleepy eyes.
He gave me a hand and pulled me up, patting the bed for me to sit. He remained sprawled out, half naked on the bed with the bed sheet crumpled around his waist.
"Well, if you didn't sleep on top of me, I could have made it out of bed without falling on my ass."
"Well, if you learned how to share a bed without kicking me the whole night, I wouldn't need to hold you down all night," he retorted.
Crap.
I knew I was a restless sleeper.
"Oh, sorry."
"Well I'm sorry too," he apologized before closing his eyes again, perfectly content on going back to sleep on my bed.
Not knowing what to do, I began to pull on a loose thread at the bottom of my shirt, noticing that I was only in my boy shorts and no pants?
"Um, how did I get out of my pants last night?"
Edward responded without opening his eyes.
"You took those off yourself, grumbling about sleeping in jeans."
I didn't fail to notice that he had discarded a majority of his own clothes too, but a quick glance around the room confirmed that he was still in his boxer briefs.
I didn't know what to make of that.
"Wait, how did I even get in the house?"
"You walked, sort of."
"I guess my lack of sleep from the night before really caught up to me."
Not to mention all the energy I exerted making out with Edward all day.
"Mmhmm," he hummed.
We stayed quiet for another few minutes. He was apparently sleeping and I was taking in the sight before my eyes.
I traced the ripples of his abs with my eyes, willing my fingers to stay put, and followed up to his face that was so serene and just innocent. My eyes swept back down his chest and chased the trail of hair down to where the sheet cut off my view. I think I was staring and trying to gain x-ray vision.
I don't know how long Edward had been awake and watching me, or if he had even fallen back asleep to start with, but he startled me when he rolled over and grabbed me pulling me on top of him so that we were face to face. My legs were pressed up against his right thigh.
"You should take a picture, and then you could stare all you want," he smirked.
"I wasn't staring," I tried to defend.
He cocked an eyebrow, which led me to believe that he hadn't been asleep at all.
"Fine," I huffed, "Maybe I was staring but I'm not entirely to blame, you're the one sprawled out all sexy like, half naked on my bed."
"Sexy, huh?"
He leaned up and buried his face against my neck where he trailed kisses up the column, and across my jaw line nipping gently at the skin causing my entire being to come alive.
"No…I said 'sexy-like' as in you were trying to be sexy but…"
But I didn't know what.
His kisses were making me lose my mind.
He littered the opposite side of my jaw with kisses and followed them back down my neck and across my collar bones, flicking his tongue out at the most erogenous sites.
I pulled my head down, breaking his kisses, and began to mimic his ministrations down his stubble covered jaw and towards his Adonis chest.
It was a little awkward leaning over his side and Edward must have thought the same. He slid a hand down the outside of my right thigh, down to my knee where he pulled it over his legs, effectively causing me to straddle him. I could feel his morning wood up against my stomach.
Edward's hands ran up and down the outside of my thighs causing shivers to overtake my body.
That's when I heard the one sound I really didn't want to.
Through the cheap, flimsy door of my room, there was an audible conversation happening between Jake and Alice.
Her voice was chipper and loud.
"Morning Jake! I brought breakfast around. Bagels!"
"Awesome. You should do this everyday."
I groaned and slumped my head into the crook of Edward's neck.
"Do you think if we stay quiet she won't realize that we're here?" he whispered in my ear.
"I hardly doubt it. Come on, out of bed before she comes to drag us out."
I began to climb off Edward, but he pulled me back down to him to plant a kiss on my lips. We didn't delve in any further… morning breath and all.
"Hey, do you mind if I take a shower? I know you have my shirts here," he smiled.
I really didn't like him taking back his shirts, but I couldn't deny him a shower.
"Yeah. I'll grab you a towel."
Maybe I wouldn't give him the shirt?
I pulled on a pair of yoga pants and led Edward out towards the bathroom, desperately wanting to hide in there with him, but unfortunately I had to leave our little bubble and join a much larger and louder one.
Alice and Jake were having a grand time in the kitchen.
Jake was helping himself to the bagels whereas Alice was setting up the table with cut up fruit, juice, yogurt, and bagels.
"Wow, I don't feel like I've done anything to deserve this."
"Well I was going to come over and spend a nice Sunday morning with you, just us girls but that's obviously not going to happen." She pointed to the bathroom Edward was in with a bit of a glare.
"Sure as hell didn't waste any time did you?" She grinned.
"What? No…we didn't..you know…NO."
Well, we might have done something if people didn't keep interrupting us. I was considering running off to a secluded island but knowing my luck…a plane full of all my meddling friends would crash onto it.
Alice laughed at the fact that she had flustered me and I huffed at her, storming off to my room to look for a band to pull my hair back.
When I walked in, I realized I didn't grab the shirt for Edward yet and proceeded to my top drawer, grudgingly getting the blue shirt.
My fist was raised to the door of the bathroom when it swung open.
It was like a cheesy slow-mo moment in a corny teen movie.
Edward stood, in only a towel, basking in the yellow glow of the bathroom light, surrounded by a fog of steam.
His hair was a dark brown, wet and wild, looking like he had just shook out the water.
A drop of water dripped off his shadowed chin as his jaw moved with words that were lost to my ears.
His chest glistened as the condensation of the steam settled on his skin before rolling together into beads and dripping down, down, down…
"Bella?"
"Hmm?" I asked absentmindedly.
"My shirt?"
"What about a shirt?"
"Is that my shirt in your hands?"
Shirt?
Shit!
Shirt in my hands. Edwards shirt.
"Right. Shirt." I thrust it into his chest and turned to make a run from him before he saw my blazing cheeks.
I didn't know what it was about Edward that made me lose my mind!
My brain cells would just scatter completely whenever I saw him like that.
Edward went to join Alice and Jake as I took a shower.
And what a shower it was. It smelled like Edward in there. I'm sure he used all my products, but it still smelled like him in there. Just musty, manly and just Edward.
I probably spent longer than necessary in the bathroom but decided to call an end to it when it began to only smell like me.
I walked up to the breakfast bar and stood next to a sitting Edward who wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me into him.
"So Alice, what brings you here bright and early?"
"Well, we have an assignment to do and I was going to pick Bella up and bring her down to the library with me, but I can see that her day may already be booked."
I leaned down and took a bite of the onion bagel Edward had in his hand.
"No we have to do that paper. Edward do you mind if we just catch up later on tonight?"
"Can I come with you? I've got some work I should do too."
I beamed at the thought of not having to go the day without him and nodded eagerly.
Alice grumbled a 'yes,' but I knew that she was disappointed that she wouldn't get a chance to grill me about Edward waking up in my bed.
We finished up breakfast and Alice decided to announce that we should car pool, letting herself into Edward's car before he even agreed to it. I suppose she was worried that we might not make it to the library and leave her stranded. But I really did need to work on that paper.
It was Sunday and the library was predictably packed with all the students trying to complete papers that were due the following day. It was mean to issue them on a Halloween weekend!
Luckily Alice and I were getting a head start on something that wasn't due until the following week. Edward, on the other hand, had one due first thing Monday.
The first hour passed nicely, with each of us buried in books and scrawling notes onto our pads.
But by the second hour, Edward had become restless and bored and began to find other things to do.
The moment his fingers touched my knee, it jerked up off the seat and about a foot into the air crashing into the underside of the table
Alice glared at me, because I shook the table causing her to scratch a line across the whole page while she was halfway through writing a word.
I whispered a sorry and shot my eyes to Edward who was chuckling under his breath while pretending to be oblivious to what I was reacting to.
He continued to 'read' the textbook he had open.
It was an unexpected movement towards me, but the touch of his fingers had sent my brain cells into haywire.
Well, shit, there goes my studying focus.
I tried to return to the sentence I was reading but couldn't string the words together enough to understand them.
That's when the tingle began again.
His rough fingers tip toed over my knee before curving under it, where he held them still just as I held my breath.
I let out a shaky breath when he began to trail his fingers up the inside of my thigh, only going up an inch before sliding back down.
He continued this, tortuously slow, sliding an inch higher every time he moved back up.
I chanced a peak to my right as I shifted in my chair, noticing that he still had his eyes trained on the same page, but he was trying to suppress a very big grin.
I kept my head down but flicked my eyes up quickly to see if Alice had noticed anything ,but she was diligently taking notes.
I tried once again to re-read the same sentence I had been reading for the past ten minutes.
"Aridity: climate with insufficient moisture to support trees or woody plants"
Holy shit.
Even the damn textbook was getting dirty on me.
And trust me…no aridity happening here…plenty of moisture to support woody plants.
Edward's nimble fingers slid up, well under my skirt and the sensations shooting through my body were unbearable.
I clamped my thighs together trapping his hand and stopping his movements.
I stood abruptly from the table.
"I think I need a coffee," I pronounced, "Edward, do you want a coffee?"
He looked at me confused, and a little taken aback that I had rejected his hand, before he clicked into what I was hinting at.
Alice, who had looked back down to her page, began to sprout forward her coffee order, "I'll have a skinny mocha latte with…"
But I had pulled Edward out of his seat and away from the table before she had even finished her sentence.
We walked, extremely fast, through the various levels of the library heading for the fifth floor, paleontology section.
Who seriously studied dinosaurs? People who didn't have a life was who!
Edward followed close behind me, running his hands over my hips and waist.
When we got to the predictably deserted back shelves, Edward turned me around and pressed me up against the wall.
Our hands and mouths were frantically trying to find one another.
His lips crashed to mine as we kissed roughly, our teeth clanking together upon first contact.
His hands were quickly working me out of my jacket and it slid down my arms and into a heap on the floor.
I ran my hands, flat against his chest from his stomach to his shoulders pushing down his jacket as well.
His hands briefly left my body as he fought to untangle himself from the denim jacket before they came back to grip my hips tightly.
We were so frantic that we were soon out of breath, breaking away from each others lips trying to gasp in some air.
His hands were working their way into my hair as I pecked kisses down his neck, with my hands running under his shirt and across his abs up toward where my lips were.
The shirt rode up and Edward stepped back away from me to discard it over his shoulder and onto a bookshelf.
He ran his fingers from the back of my knees up to my thighs, causing tingles to rush straight to my center. He gripped my thighs firmly as he lifted me with ease and pressed me back against the wall.
His actions were so swift that I let out a loud gasp of air at the shock of leaving the ground and my short nails dug into the back of his shoulder as I tried to steady myself by locking my legs around his waist.
His lips were level with my neck, where he licked and nipped at the skin, his hands now finding purchase on my ass, holding me up and kneading me deliciously.
He rocked against me and I let out a half moan, half gasp before pulling his lips back up to my own.
An elderly voice rang out from an aisle away, "You will find all the paleontology books right over…OH MY LORD!"
We both froze. Edward's lips in the crook of my neck, my legs still around his waist, our clothes scattered around us, my hair a nest after Edward's hands had run through it and it had been mashed against the wall.
I looked over Edward's shoulders with horrified eyes to see a geeky freshman with wide eyes and red cheeks standing beside the old librarian, Mrs. Cope, who was seething.
I was sure this wasn't the first time she had caught a couple in this infamous part of the library who weren't actually researching dinosaurs.
"Out. NOW!" She demanded.
I released my legs and slowly slid down the front of Edward. He turned in search of his shirt, which thrust toward him before picking up both of our jackets.
We returned to our study table to pick up our books.
"How long does it take to get a coff-ee..?" Alice's words faltered when she looked up to see Edward and I standing in front of her, silent, embarrassed, non-sated.
"We have to go." I stated simply to her.
"Why? What's wrong with the libr…" but again she couldn't finish her words when she spotted Mrs. Cope stepping out from behind Edward glaring.
Alice's brain began to put two and two together.
The fuming librarian. Edward's inside out shirt. My messed hair, askew dress, and the guilty looks on our faces.
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me!" Alice huffed as she began throwing her books back into our bag.
We cleared the desk of our things and made a hasty exit as Mrs. Cope watched us like vultures ensuring that we did leave the library.
"The two of you are ridiculous. You can't even keep it together for one afternoon to do something normal like study."
"Sorry Alice," Edward and I apologized continually as she ranted all the way home.
On Monday, we returned to the public library to study instead.
We obviously left Edward at home that day.
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"Hey," I greeted Edward on Tuesday afternoon when he picked me up for dinner.
He leaned over and gave me a kiss on the lips.
"Hi. I missed you yesterday."
"I missed you too. But I don't think you are allowed to come to any of our study sessions any more," I laughed.
"It wasn't entirely my fault that we got kicked out of the library on Sunday."
"Well, you were the one that started it mister!"
"Yeah," he chuckled, "but it was worth it."
"I've never been more embarrassed in my life, Edward. I think we almost gave the librarian a heart attack."
"Yeah, but that geek got the best show of his life."
He laughed as I swatted his arm for his perverted mind.
"So what are we telling your mom?"
"My mom has a sixth sense about this shit, I swear. She'll know before we get there. Trust me."
Having spent the entire weekend together, it was strange to be separated for the past day and half.
It was surprising how dependant I had become on his presence. I had been fine on my own for the past year, not needing someone to fill the empty space or to break the silence.
But now, with Edward, I couldn't get enough of his presence. When we were together, we didn't smother each other, but it was little things that made us aware we weren't alone.
If we were just watching a movie for dinner he would spontaneously give me a peck on the cheek or on the temple. Just sweet little things.
Even in the car now, we were happy to be listening to the music in silence, but he held my hand firmly in his, planting a kiss on my knuckles at random intervals.
It was nice and just easy to be with Edward.
We pulled up to the Cullen's, noticing that Emmett had already made it before us.
Edward opened my door, as always, and helped me out.
"Thank you," I said with a kiss to his lips.
"You're very welcome," he offered back with a kiss of his own.
He rested his forehead against mine and looked into my eyes, "Ready to be grilled by Esme?"
I smiled, "Can we not hide out here like this all night instead?"
"Hmm…it does sound very tempting," his lips met mine gently, but he didn't pull them back.
He wrapped his arms around my waist as I slid mine over his arms and around his neck, bringing our lips closer together.
Our tongues briefly tangled as his hands moved over the swell of my ass.
I pulled away, stopping him before things got too out of hand again.
He groaned a little but took my hand and pulled me towards the door.
He stopped on the doorstep to turn to me and steal one more quick kiss, but I held his lips to mine for a moment longer not wanting to lose contact so soon.
But we were found locked around one another when Esme swung the door open, her face beaming with happiness.
"I knew it. I knew it!" she squealed in a very Alice-like fashion.
She pulled Edward off me and into a big hug, while Edward tried to get out from under her stranglehold.
"Mom, who told you?" he shot a glare over her shoulder towards Emmett who was standing in the hallway, chicken leg in hand.
"Don't look at me fucker, she's the one that's been peeping on the two of you outside for the past five minutes."
"Mom!" Edward pushed away from her, horrified.
"Oh don't worry, I stopped watching when you got all handsy."
Edward groaned and came back to me to hide his face in my neck, but I was just as embarrassed.
I brought my arms around his shoulders, giving him a kiss on the forehead before pushing him up and leading him into the dining room.
Esme continued to fawn over us all night causing Emmett to fake gag throughout dinner.
"Oh, Alice emailed me all the pictures from Halloween. Edward you were so cute as Woody, I remembered you boys dressing up one Halloween as Woody and Buzz. I think I still have those photos."
"Please burn them."
"Edward! I could never burn those. I need to show them to Rose and Bella sometime."
"And this is why I NEVER brought girls home to meet you."
"Oh shush, Edward."
Carlisle chuckled at the display of bicker between mother and son.
"Son, just be glad that Bella knows you quite well and that she isn't as easy to scare off."
"Are you trying to imply that I scare people off?" Esme accused her husband.
Carlisle began to back pedal immediately.
"No dear, you are wonderful and sweet and completely lovable."
"Thank you," Esme beamed back.
Carlisle knew how to appease his wife.
"The Bo Peep outfit was hell, but I really liked the green dress I got to wear Friday night."
"Oh yes, the green one was to die for. Alice is just too talented, but what was wrong with the Bo Peep outfit? It looked perfect."
I flushed at my slip because I couldn't really explain to Edward's mom why the costume was such a pain.
"It was just too…bulky?" I answered her.
"They kept knocking their hats together when they tried to suck each other's faces off," Emmett answered matter-of-factly, around a mouth full of chicken.
"Emmett!" Edward shot at him.
Emmett shrugged without a care and continued to shovel food into his mouth.
"Oh…," was all Esme had to offer before she swiftly changed subjects.
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"Hey," Edward called softly to me, "what are you thinking?"
He laced his fingers into mine over the console as we drove through the dark of the night.
"Your mom. She's such a laugh."
"An embarrassment more than a laugh," he huffed.
"She's just being a mom."
He placed a kiss on my knuckles, "Well, at least you know she already likes you," he teased.
"Yeah, I think she might like me a wee bit more than you too."
His face fell into mock horror and I giggled at his expression before leaning over and planting a kiss on his cheek.
He turned his head to the side, keeping his eyes on the road, searching out my lips.
Not wanting to distract him too much, I placed a soft kiss on his lips then returned to the soft music lulling through the car.
"Thank you," I whispered softly.
"For what, beautiful?"
"For making me happy again."
He smiled but was lost for words. So instead, he gave my hand a gentle squeeze and leaned over quickly to place a kiss on my cheek.
"Thank you for letting me."
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