LOL Most of you thought that Bella's reaction to Edward was rude. Remember that she doesn't like him romantically? Well, the only thing I can say is she was mad at him and at herself for letting his powers get to her... again. *shrug* Knee-jerk reaction, dudes.
And thanks for sharing your experiences! Makes me feel like I am not alone. LMAO
29.
REVELATIONS
(BELLA'S POV)
Soon - thank God - we arrive on set. It's the last day of filming in Texas, which means I can't afford to be distracted and all that.
Edward opens my door for me. I don't know; something about "manners Carlisle taught" him.
He automatically closes the door after I get out and captures my lips for a kiss.
Oh, you!
I part myself from him and cast a glare. "Stop kissing me!"
He just smiles proudly at me. "Told you I could do it."
"What, Kiss me? Fuck you."
My comment gains an eye roll from him. "No. I'm talking about last night."
My eyes narrow at his statement. "What happened last night?"
"You don't remember?" He looks flabbergasted.
I shake my head.
He gapes. "Well," he slyly whispers, leaning close to my ear, "I made you come in ten seconds, Bella. It's such a shame you don't remember. I suppose I'll have to do it all over again and make sure you do this time."
I scoff. That's impossible! "That is soooo not true!"
His smirk returns. "Yes, it is."
Still disbelieving, I pace forward until I notice we're very far from the car and near the set where the crew is setting up. Edward, unfortunately, follows me around. I face him, and shout, "You don't have any proof!"
"Yes, I do," he defends.
"Oh, yeah?"
"Check out either yours or my hotel receipt later. A certain vase will show up on that list as broken decorations to be paid."
"Fuck no!" I'm sure we're starting to garner spectators now.
I try my hardest to remember what kind of events happened the night before. So far, I've only come up with flirting with him and pointing at Alec... and him growling... or purring. Ugh!
"It's true." He shrugs.
"Bella, you can always call for security," Uncle Marcus suddenly pipes in.
What? Why are there security guards included now?
I shake my head again to clear my thoughts. "No, Uncle Marcus. Edward and I," I look at him pointedly, "are going to settle this on our own."
"If you insist," he replies and abruptly leaves.
I swallow hard. "I'm a game to you, aren't I?"
His face and stance scream offended. "No, you're not!"
Wanting the whole fuckery to be done already, I rub my forehead and mutter, "You know what, I'll go help the crew now."
And so they end that page of their lives... or not ;)
Seems like Uncle Marcus isn't a fan of Black and Blue's frontman.
