Bella Swan
Much to my surprise, I didn't hear anything back from my mother. I was actually grateful for this. I could not and would not put up with her selfish and childish behavior. I didn't like half of her decisions but I still didn't treat her like a baby or an idiot. If I felt a choice she made was bad for her I would give her my opinion in a respectful manner. I deserved the same.
It was our day to stay at my place after class. Edward's classes ran about thirty minutes later than mine so I always had time to run home and freshen up.
As soon as I opened the door he pulled me into a deep kiss. His slender yet strong fingers massaging the back of my neck as he dipped me back. He pulled away with a large smile on his face. "Hello, gorgeous."
I licked my lips, tasting the sweetness he left behind.
"You know, one day you're going to do that and it's going to be Alice."
"That's impossible. Your scents are completely different," he defended himself.
"Oh, and say you have a cold one day..."
"Isabella, are you telling me that I couldn't tell my amazing girlfriend from a short, bouncy, spiky-haired ball of energy?" He took his glasses off and raised his eyebrows at me. I giggled, giving him the reaction he was looking for, and pecked a kiss on his cheek.
"Well, hopefully you won't be kissing anyone while you have a cold," I teased him.
"Oh, so you're saying you won't let me kiss you?" He raised his eyebrows again and slowly crept towards me.
"Not if you're all snotty," I tried to say seriously but it wasn't working very well. He placed his hands on either side of my stomach.
"But, what if I want kisses?" He began to tickle my sides, making me squeal and giggle. I tried to back away from him but hit the side of the sofa. I fell backward, bringing Edward with me. He laughed, burying his face in the crook of my neck. "You know, if you wanted to get me on top of you all you have to do is ask," he teased.
I slapped his arm with a soft pop and he laughed a little harder. He shifted so he was on the bottom and I was laying on top of him.
"You're bad."
"You started it," he replied with a little kiss.
"Did not," I said childishly. He grinned and tickled my sides again. "Okay!" I conceded loudly, "you win. I did start it."
"You know, I actually came over here on a mission and you've distracted me," he said as he brushed my hair out of my face.
"Oh? Mission? Really?" I humored him. I crossed my arms over his chest and rested my head on top of them. "What's your mission?"
"Well, before I call the Realtor we need to talk about what we want. I don't want to be sitting in the office arguing over certain facts so I figured we should do it now," he said seriously.
"Oh..." I sighed. "I guess that makes sense."
"You still do want to get a place, don't you?" He sat up a little bit, pulling me beside him.
"Of course. I just haven't thought about what we might want." I scratched the back of my head in thought and bit my lip. I had no idea where to start. "What would you like in a place?"
"I think we should get a house. It's a better investment than an apartment. If we make improvements on a home we could possibly sell it in a future for a profit. And, since we want my mom to remodel it, there will be improvements," he spoke so seriously.
"Aren't we the regular businessman?" I said with a little smile. I leaned into him a bit. "I think that's a good idea."
I didn't realize how stiff he was until I felt him relax at my words. I think he thought I was going to fight this more. "Well, since we've agreed on a house then we should talk about size and location."
"I don't think it should be more than a few miles from school. It'll save on gas money," I said after a few moments of thought.
"That shouldn't be a huge deciding factor, though. If we find something that we really like a little further out you shouldn't let the gas issue bother you," Edward reasoned.
"Edward, I'm not going to let you pay for gasoline for my truck. You know how it sucks it down," I whined.
"Yes, but you'll be driving me as well. Unless you want me to get a driver..." He trailed off.
I growled, "fine, but I would prefer if it was closer to school."
He grinned at his little victory. "I would prefer that as well, I'm just saying it shouldn't be a huge deal. Now, what about size?"
"Since it's just the two of us it shouldn't be too big." Also, it would cost less, but I wasn't going to say that out loud.
"I think you're right. Three bedrooms, two baths? I hope you don't mind but I would prefer a single level. No stairs, you know."
"Yeah, you don't want me to fall down the stairs," I said seriously. He started to laugh and I couldn't understand why. "What?"
"The fact that you would probably fall down the stairs more than a blind man," he laughed a little harder.
"Edward!" I muttered as I smacked his arm again. He simply threw his head back and laughed harder. "Anyway, I don't see why we would need that much space."
"A bedroom for us, a guest bedroom for friends and family to stay in and a room to do our studying in. You know, a couple desks, bookshelves, computers, and a place to keep all your scrapbooks stuff." He took my hand and kissed it lightly.
"Okay, I see your point," I sighed. I laid my head on his shoulder.
Edward Cullen
"I wouldn't mind having a living room and a den. I'd like to get a piano. I like my keyboard but it doesn't sound the same," I added. I knew she didn't want a huge amount of space but this was something I really wanted. I wouldn't buy her a mansion, even if that's what she deserved.
"Oh, a piano would take up a lot of space, so that makes sense," she said softly. I knew this wasn't her favorite conversation to be having but she was acting very reasonably. If she could act this way through the entire process it would be a joy. I doubted that it would be that easy, though.
"So, around two thousand to two and a half thousand square feet would be just about right. Why don't you make a list of the stuff we want and don't want? We'll give it to the Realtor and it'll make things easier." I placed a small kiss on her forehead. "Thank you," I told her softly as I rested my forehead against hers.
"For what?"
"For everything. You are so wonderful." I pulled her closer to me and kissed her lips lightly, savoring the closeness.
"My pleasure," she hummed softly as I pulled away. I had to make her make those noises again. I leaned in again and kissed her lips deeply. I earned another quiet hum.
For some reason, Valentine's day popped into my head. I thought about the wonderful lacy or silky thing I would buy for her to wear and making love to her all night. It had only been a few days since we were together but I missed her deeply. I missed the feel of her body against mine and her fingers in my hair as she tugged at it.
"Well, now that we've got business taken care of, why don't we talk about pleasure? What would you like to do on Valentine's day?"
She pulled back abruptly, surprising me."Oh crap! I was supposed to talk to you about that. Emmett's Mardi Gras party thing."
"Oh, yeah." I had forgotten about it. I was too busy with Bella and school. Thinking about it again, it did sound like fun. I always wanted to go to New Orleans for Mardi Gras but seeing as Bella would have a fit if I suggested a small vacation during our spring break this would have to do. "I'd like to go if you do."
"Really?" She seemed surprised. I wasn't sure if it was a good thing or bad.
"Yes, but only if you do. If you'd rather do something else I understand but-" She cut me off with her mouth, kissing me deeply. I wound my fingers into her hair, holding me close to my body.
"I want to go. It sounds like fun. Besides, as Alice said, we can celebrate after," she sounded very excited at the idea of it.
"You know, Emmett said the same thing. Why do I have a feeling they were going to make us go one way or the other?" I chuckled.
"Because knowing Alice she'd kidnap us," she giggled and wrapped her arms around my neck. "Well, at least we're willing hostages."
"Most of the time," I muttered which made Bella giggle all that much more.
Bella Swan
I laid comfortably in his arm for about an hour, not nearly long enough when he began to shift. "I hate to do this, but my first guitar lesson is tonight."
"Oh, okay," I sighed heavily. I was going to miss my pillow.
I think he realized the distress in my voice because he took my hand and kissed it lightly. "Why don't you walk me home?"
I smiled a little bit, "I'd like that."
Even though it was mid-January it wasn't that cold outside. We still had to wear jackets but not much else. We walked in silence, hand in hand. We were comfortable, the soft sounds of winter on a gray day following us. It was almost five o'clock and the sun was already starting to set.
I decided to stay with him until his new teacher came. Edward was doing a little homework on his bed while I starred up at the ceiling. "Whatcha doing?" I asked, sounding like a bored five-year-old, which is how I felt.
"Spanish homework," he informed me, moving one of his earphones away from his ears.
"I didn't even know that you were taking Spanish." I felt kind of stupid for not knowing. I bit my lip and sat up.
He chuckled, "It's okay. I don't know all of your classes either, honestly. Spanish is easy for me though. I took it in high school as well."
"So, you speak Spanish?"
"A little," he told me with a smile. "I know how to say the important things, at least."
"Oh, like what?" He teased him, scooting a bit closer to him.
"Like... Dame un beso," he said smugly.
"What does that mean?" I asked.
"I could tell you, but I'd rather show you," he leaned into me and kissed me deeply. I moaned in surprise, his hands twisting around my body. He was about to lean me back onto the bed when there was a knock on the door. He groaned and I couldn't help but giggle. He knew this person was coming, he should have known better.
I hopped up from the bed to answer the door. An extremely tall, extremely tan, handsome man stood there. His smile grew as he saw me, his deep brown-black eyes glistening down at me warmly. "I don't suppose you're Edward Cullen, are you?"
I giggled, "nope, sorry. He's in here, though." I pointed behind me.
I went back to his bed and leaned in. "Dame un beso, right?" I asked.
"Yup, that's it." He grinned and pecked my lips again. "I'll teach you more Spanish later."
Edward Cullen
It was too easy when we started talking about my homework. Three simple words and I could kiss her. I wanted to taste her mouth and was completely delighted when I finally did. She tasted so good that I lost myself in her. I wanted her, right then and there. I slowly and carefully began to lay her back.
Of course, there was a knock on the door. Stupid guitar lessons. I was excited for them, I just didn't want to stop what I was doing at the moment. Bella giggled at my sexual frustration and I felt as if I were going to pop. I heard the door open slowly and there were several beats of silence.
"I don't suppose you're Edward Cullen, are you?" A deep voice asked. He sounded young from what I could tell, but I couldn't be certain.
"Nope, sorry. He's in here, though." Bella said through her giggles. She came back to my side a second later and leaned closer to me, her lips probably not an inch from mine. "Dame un beso, right?"
"Yup, that's it." I leaned in for a quick kiss, wishing it was longer. "I'll teach you more Spanish later." I already started thinking up fun things to do with our little lesson.
"Alright, so, you must be Edward. I'm Jake. It's nice to meet you." I heard the deep voice say. I heard the chair being scrapped across the room somewhere in front of me. "I want to ask you a few questions before we get started, if that's okay?"
"Go ahead," I told him as I went to get my guitar. I settled back on the bed, placing the instrument beside me.
"You play the piano as well, correct?"
"Yes," I stated.
"So, you do know how to read music?"
"Yes." I could have rolled my eyes at his questions, but then I remembered not everyone gets music as I did. I decided to ask a question of my own. "Will you be able to handle teaching me?"
"Yeah, why?" He paused for a second. "Oh, the blindness. Right. My father became blind when I was a kid so I learned how to read braille and all that if that's what you mean."
I shrugged my shoulders and managed a small smile. "Alright then, anything else you'd like to ask?"
"Yeah, one thing. Was that girl your sister?"
I snorted and ran my fingers through my hair. That's the first time someone was ever that forward with me about her. "No, girlfriend. Sorry, she's taken."
He chuckled, "it was worth asking. A guy can hope. Good job. Man, she's super hot."
"I hear that a lot.," I conceded to him. "So, shall we begin?" I picked up the guitar.
Bella Swan
I was already in my nightgown by the time Edward knocked on the door for the second time that day. I rushed to it, ready to be in his arms again. I was not disappointed. He grabbed me up swiftly, twirling me as he kissed my mouth deeply. It was passionate and full of desire. It surprised me a little bit.
"What did I tell you about that? You're going to end up kissing Alice one day," I said breathlessly as he set me to my feet.
"No, I won't." He kissed me again. "God, I missed you."
"We were together two hours ago," I teased.
"That's not what I meant," he said as he dragged his fingers up the side of my nightgown.
"Aw, I see..." I bit my lip. "What does dame un beso mean, by the way?"
"It means give me a kiss," Edward informed me as his hand snaked to my back.
"That sounds rather demanding," I teased him as I pulled his glasses off. I stuck them in his pocket for later.
"Oh, Lo Siento. Dame un beso, por favor?" He gave me his best-crooked grin.
"Ugh, you can be charming in two languages," I muttered before I pressed my lips to his.
"Oh, you didn't want to continue on with our Spanish lesson?" He said, his expression growing mischievous.
"I never said that." I blushed, ducking my head.
His grin widened as he picked me up. "Bueno. Vamos a ir a la cama."
"How do you say I don't understand?" I asked sarcastically.
"No entiendo," he told me as he laid me back on the mattress. He went to the end of the bed, shrugging off his jacket and kicking off his shoes.
"Well, no entiendo."
He chuckled and I could see his happy expression even in the dark. "Well, mi vida, you will know a lot more Spanish by the end of the night."
"Mi vida?"
"My life," he stated simply.
I didn't have time to say anything before I felt him taking my ankle and bringing it up to his lips. "I was thinking we could start with something simple. Something easy to remember," he said in his velvety tone. He could have stopped right then and I would have been melting for him. He kissed the top of my foot. "Pie es foot."
He carefully turned my foot to the side, feeling with his fingers first. "Tobillo es ankle."
His smooth strong fingers inched up my leg, right below my knee. "Pierna es leg." He kissed the spot lightly before massaging his hands upwards. "Rodilla," he stated simply as he kissed the top of my knee. He knelt between my legs, leaning down slightly. He lightly kissed the inside of my thigh. "Muslo."
"Edward..." I breathed out heavily, practically panting already. "What brought this on?"
"I haven't been able to make love to you in days. It feels like a century. Plus, Jake, the guitar guy, asked if you were my very hot sister." He kissed my stomach lightly.
"Felt like you needed to prove otherwise?" I asked him as I leaned up on my elbows. "The other day when that guy was drooling over me you thought it was funny."
"This is different, though," he mumbled, he adjusted himself so he was hovering over me.
"How so?" I asked genuinely curious.
"That man would never see you again after that night. Also, he was quite forward with his thoughts about you. I didn't like it," he defended himself.
I leaned up to capture his lips in a soft kiss, cooling his unneeded jealousy. It was sweet, though. "Edward..." I trailed off.
"Yes, my love?" He answered just above a whisper.
"Dame un beso."
So, if the Spanish isn't perfect, keep in mind he is an 18yo white boy lol Now who wants lessons?
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