Chapter 36 – Naughty Schoolgirl
36.
EPOV
The principal was not pleased to see Harry waiting for him, and even less pleased to see me.
'Will I never be free of this fucking kid?' He wondered as he led us into his office.
"Have a seat." He grumbled as he took his own. When we were both settled he opened a file on his desk and sighed. "I've spoken to dozens of students that were in the cafeteria that day and only those sitting at Mr Newton's table heard him being disrespectful to your wife and daughter Edward." He waited for me to comment, so I did.
"I see. So you do have statements from students, at Mr Newton's table, no less that confirms his intention to sell my daughter over the internet at his first convenience?" I asked with a blank face.
'Jesus, I wish he wouldn't say it that way, little punk.' He thought. "Well, I wouldn't put it that way, but yes. I do. What interests me is how Seth heard what was said from two tables away, when the students at tables either side heard nothing until Seth approached Mike."
I said nothing. There was nothing to say. He hadn't formed any theories so I gave him none.
When he saw that neither of us was going to comment he flipped the file open again and said, "I've spoken with the Newtons and as you can imagine they are very unhappy that their son has been assaulted. Their medical costs will be substantial I'm afraid." He said this gravely even while he was thinking that with the kind of money my family had it would be a drop in the ocean and one of us, probably Carlisle whom he referred to as 'Dr Fucking Perfect' in his brain, would cough up the money without hesitating.
"I can assure you the bills will be taken care of." I said with a forced smile on my face.
"Right. Of course they will." He huffed. I'd confirmed his thoughts so he was moving on. "In light of the nature of Mr Newton's comments that day, his parents would like this to go away without too much fuss. They've told me that as long as their bills are settled they won't press charges and Mike won't have anything further to do with either Seth or your wife and child. I'm sure you can agree this is more than generous on their behalf?" He said spitefully.
"I can agree no such thing, but will settle their bills none the less. What do you intend to do about Seth's continued attendance here?" I asked. I was now in no mood to be pleasant. The principal might have thought that the Newtons were being generous but I thought the Mike Newton hadn't nearly gotten what he'd deserved that day.
"Well, he cannot go unpunished, of course. Fighting, and this is his second offence in only a few months don't forget, cannot be ignored here. He'll have detentions three days a week after school and two days a week during his lunch hour until the end of term. He will be excluded from all social events for the rest of the semester and he will be required to attend an anger management course with our guidance counsellor." He thought smugly. He was waiting for either Harry or me to object to his terms but I'd asked Harry to remain silent unless the principal actually began to talk about expulsion. Anything other than that was a bonus and we knew it.
I looked at Harry who said nothing and showed nothing in his expression as we'd agreed prior. "Done." I said firmly, rising from my chair and offering my hand across the table.
The shock on the principal's face was fantastic. He'd expected us to argue, but we knew Seth could've inflicted much more damage than he did, and was actually getting off lightly. "Oh, right." He put his hand across the table and shook mine. He noted the chill from my skin but said nothing, his thoughts returning to whether or not a visit to 'Dr Fucking Perfect' might be worth it if it meant extended leave. "I'll expect him Monday as usual, he can begin his detentions then."
"Excellent, he'll be here. Thank you for your time." I nodded at Harry who hastily shook hands with the sweating man and followed me out of the meeting, his thoughts barely contained.
When we got to the Aston he let his delight out. Loudly.
I had a new fan, it seemed.
BPOV
I had a neat row of boxes packed and stacked in the hall by the time Edward arrived back from the big house with Nessa. My room only contained the furniture and a few spare sets of clothes to get me through the next few days – plus an outfit for the club, everything else was in boxes already.
The bathroom was empty, it hadn't had much in it anyway and the linen cupboard only held two towels and a face cloth of Nessa's.
"I could put some of these boxes in the Guardian? I could take them to the cottage and bring your car back when I come to collect you for our date." Edward suggested.
"Sure, that would be great, thanks." I told him, smiling all the while. I went to where he stood in the kitchen and turned my back to the counter and leant on it. "We don't need this furniture at the cottage though, any ideas what could be done with it?"
"Oh, um, when we don't need things anymore we donate them to the appropriate charities. What about a women's shelter? There is always someone there who is trying to make a fresh start, and usually with nothing." He suggested with a shrug.
I leaned over and kissed his temple. "Perfect. I'll make some calls."
He leaned back towards me and shoved my shoulder lightly. "You're pretty perfect yourself Mrs Cullen."
"I miss my blush. Never thought I'd say that." I giggled.
He took my hand in his and began stroking my palm with his long pale fingers. "You might think it was your blush that gave away your feelings to me, but it never was. It was your eyes. Jaz might be the empath but I can read your eyes Bella. Oh and, just between you and me, the way you pull your bottom lip between your teeth is fucking hot." He purred.
Good god, what he can do to me just with his voice! I stared up into his darkening eyes and giggled, "You're pretty hot yourself." I shied away from saying anything else. It was getting harder and harder to resist him and the problem was he knew it. I'd have to change the subject if I had any hope of resistance to him. "I was wondering what you thought about something. Tonight, while we go out, do you think Rose and Em might want to come here to sit with Nessa? Sort of give them a chance to have her on their own for a bit? Or do you think that would put Alice and Jasper out?" I asked.
He thought on it for a second. "Can you explain why you think Rose and Em need to have her on their own?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow.
He reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear and I shivered at his touch, making him grin smugly. "Well, I know how long Rosie has struggled with not being able to be a mom. I figured Nessa is as close as she's ever going to get, as close as either of them is going to get, to being a family that contains a child. It might be nice for them to play house before I give this one up." I shrugged.
His smile widened as he moved towards me. "You, my dear, are so very lovely. I think they'd love that. Why don't you give her a call and ask." He kissed me on the cheek and ran his thumb across my cheek, making me shiver all over again.
I grabbed my phone off the kitchen table, "You keep packing." I pointed to the open boxes on the floor in the kitchen. When he saluted me I had to laugh. I took my phone outside under the patio to call Rose.
"Sam's garage, you've got Sam." He answered efficiently.
"Hi Sam, its Bella." I announced, happy to hear his voice.
"Hey Bella, so good to hear from you. Rose tells me good news at your end yeah?"
"Yeah." I agreed.
"I'm real pleased for you guys and I know Seth will be happy about it too."
"Thanks Sam, I appreciate that. Listen, is Rosie free for a minute?" I asked.
"Sure, sure. I'll get her for you, hold on." He put me on hold and half a minute later Rose answered.
"Hello favourite sister of mine." She answered brightly.
I was shocked, she'd never spoken to me that way before. "Um, hi Rose. I was calling to ask a favour. What are you and Em doing tonight?"
"Nothing that I know of. I'll probably just hang around and wait until the stupid goon is finished playing some moronic Xbox game. What are you guys up to?" She asked.
"We've been asked to go to an all ages club with Angela and Ben. That's why I'm ringing, you see we need a sitter for Nessa." I said hesitantly.
"Well there's always someone at the house, bring her on by, Esme won't mind. Isn't she there to ask?"
"I haven't asked Esme, I'm asking you Rosie. Look, tell me I'm wrong or I'm meddling or it's a shit idea, but hear me out first, okay?"
"Okay." She said carefully.
"Well, in a few days I'll be leaving the apartment but for now, at least, it's a home that contains a baby. It even looks pretty human. I thought you and Em might like to play house for the night?" I cringed at the odd way I'd explained it. It had sounded so much nicer when I'd told Edward my idea.
I waited a moment while she thought on it and then I heard her sob. "Oh Bella thank you. Thank you so much. You don't know what...thank you...it's so nice...thank you...I can't believe you want ...oh thank you." She was rambling.
I'd never heard her so inarticulate before. It was rather sweet. "You don't need to thank me, you're doing me the favour remember?" I laughed.
"You know that's not true, but thanks for saying so." She sniffed. I imagined her using the back of her hand to wipe her nose and the smear of grease she's have on her face afterwards. "We'll come by when Ed collects you, he is collecting you isn't he? God I hope he's doing this right." She mumbled.
I giggled, "Yeah, he's collecting me and yes, he is doing this right. The perfect gentleman."
"He's an idiot Bella, gentleman or not he's an idiot, we all are." She said softly.
"I'll talk to you about that tomorrow Rose, but yeah, he's a bit of an idiot too." I giggled. "I've got another call, I'll see you tonight." I told her hurriedly.
"See you then." She rang off and I clicked the button to accept my waiting call.
"Hello." I said.
"Hey Bella its Angela. We still on for tonight?"
"Yeah sure. Where and when?" I asked.
"That's why I'm calling actually. I want to meet your little girl but if we meet at the club I won't get to see her, so I wondered if it would be alright with you if Ben and I came to Perry Street first and we all left from there?" She asked.
"Oh, um, okay, sure I guess that's okay. Rose and Em are sitting for her tonight so they'll be here, but of course you can come and meet her Ange, I'd love that." I told her truthfully.
"Great. Ben and I will come by at half six, see you then!" She shouted excitedly and then rang off abruptly.
EPOV
I'd heard her call me an idiot and wondered what I'd done now.
She was smiling when she came back inside though, so whatever I'd done, or not done, couldn't have been too bad.
"Angela and Ben are coming here before we go out. They want to meet Nessa. We'll have to coach her how she should behave."
"No problem, I'll talk to her before they come." I assured her.
She came to where I was in the kitchen and put her arms around my middle, hugging me softly. It was blissful. "What's that for?" I asked playfully.
"I'm getting my fill of you before you bugger off and let me talk to Jasper." She mumbled against my chest.
"Oh, I'm leaving now am I?" I chuckled.
"Yeah. You are." She put her nose into my shirt and inhaled deeply. "Can I have your shirt now?" She asked.
"The deal was I get yours in return, remember." I chuckled.
She let me go and took a step away and then without warning she drew her shirt over her head and flung it at me. It hit me right in my gaping mouth. She was bare underneath it. Braless and totally fucking gorgeous.
"Well? I want yours now." She chuckled as she bought both her hands up to cup her bare breasts. Her tattoo was pitch black and raised. "Edward?" She said my name to get my attention.
"Huh?" I mumbled. "Oh, right, yeah, sorry. Shit." I dropped her shirt onto the counter and dragged my own over my head and held it out to her. She took it from my hand and threw it onto hers on the counter.
I listened for a quarter of a second to Nessa's dreams to make sure she was still asleep. She was. I returned my attention to the goddess before me.
She let her eyes travel from the waistband of my jeans to my throat and back down again. She licked her bottom lip once then took a small step towards me. Her arms were still folded over her chest but as she came closer she let them fall to her sides. "Don't move." She whispered as she tilted her face up a little to meet mine. "Be very still." She whispered again.
Another half step closer to me she licked her bottom lip and I groaned. As she came up against me I felt the explosive shock of her skin as she pressed herself against my unclad chest. "Don't move." She whispered again.
There was not a chance in hell that I'd move and ruin this moment so I did my best to stand as still as possible, all the while fighting the urge to cup my hands on her flesh and devour her.
"Ahh." She whispered so very softly as her naked chest covered mine. She wrapped her hands around my waist and I felt her clasp them behind my back. Her head was tucked under my chin and I drew in a very careful breath, inhaling her scent as it mixed with her shampoo.
There was no point fighting the erection. I could mask it about as well as she could mask the scent of her own arousal. Not at all.
I felt her fingers splay out across my bare back and moaned. She raked her fingernails lightly across my flesh and as she let them travel higher, up towards my neck, she inhaled against my throat. "God." She whispered. "Why is it like this?" She asked. I felt her tongue wash across my Adams apple and shivered. "Why do I crave you Edward?" She asked again. I had no answer and gave none. She pulled a little flesh on my neck into her mouth and suckled it gently. I wanted so much to touch her in return, I wanted to grab her and have her, but she'd asked me to remain still, so I would. As best as I could anyway. "Why is your scent so maddening to me?" Her questions were interspersed with soft licks and gentle nips of my skin and I was about to lose control.
I slipped my feet wider and slid down a little, bringing her face to face in height. I put my hands on her hips and gripped her tightly, holding her still. "Bella, honey, you need to stop now." I told her as firmly as I could without actually wanting her to do any such thing.
"I know, but I don't want to." She whined, smiling broadly.
She let her hands fall away from my back and I groaned at the loss of contact. I reached sideways and grabbed our shirts. I held mine above her head until she raised her arms and then I slid it down her body, hiding her beautiful breasts from me.
I slid hers on and tugged it until it was stretched enough to fit. "I'll get you another." She giggled, eyeing the pale blue daisies. She ran down the hall and came back with my own shirt from yesterday. I pulled it on over the top of hers.
"Thanks." I smirked. I pulled the collar of hers out from under mine and held it to my nose. I looked back to her and noted the darkened eyes, slightly panting breath, moist lips and her hands in fists at her side. She was as close to losing control as I was. I needed to leave or I never would. "I should go and you should go and put a bra on before Jaz gets here."
She giggled. "Okay."
I reached for her wrist before she could leave the room again. I tugged her back towards me, up against my chest and kissed her firmly on the lips. "I'll be back at six. I love you."
"I love you too." She purred against my lips.
I drove home in a love filled haze.
BPOV
"Will you let me explain my part in all this before you say anything?" Jasper asked me as we sat on the sofa in my living room.
"Sure, but you don't need to say anything Jaz."
"I do. I should have, a long time ago." He reached for my hand and took it into his. His touch was stronger than Edward's, more forceful, as though he was dreading what he had to say. "I put off telling you – and voted not to – for selfish reasons Bella. It was hard enough living with Edward and Alice as they went through the motions of trying to work out what was coming. I couldn't add your fear and torment to it. I was weak and selfish and I'll be eternally sorry for it." He bowed his head.
"It's okay Jaz, really it is. I don't think you're selfish at all. Hey," I used my free hand to tilt his chin so I could see his eyes, "Do you remember the night of the christening, when we were dancing and you told me that this is what they do? They get in a huddle, they come up with a plan and then the rest of us are let in on the trouble? You asked me to be patient, so I was. It was good advice." I told him honestly.
He was shaking his head though. "How can you say that? How can you say that being patient was good advice? You were patient and even after I was let in on the details even I kept it from you."
"Yes you did, and like all the others you had your reasons. I'm not angry at any of you, other than Edward of course, for keeping it from me. You all had reasons for voting no, or yes. But your reasons, especially, I can understand. The others wouldn't feel the fear like you would. Sure, they'd be worried and upset and frightened, and I would've been too, but nobody would've had to live with their own fear and everyone else's. Jaz, I'd have voted no if I were you too." I put my hand on his cheek and smiled. "You're a great brother Jaz, you really are, and you're a great uncle too. Will you forgive me for taking Nessa away?" I asked.
He blinked hard then sprang from his seat. "You're asking me for forgiveness?" he tried to temper his voice but it was still loud.
I listened for Nessa but she didn't stir. I stood from my own seat and took his hand in mine. "Yes, I am asking for your forgiveness. I was wrong to run. I should've stayed and fought. It's been so very hard to make right, after I ran away." I mumbled.
He squeezed my hand and used it to pull me to him. His cinnamon tinged scent was strong as he held me to his chest. I wrapped my arms around his back and hugged him back. He was such a sensitive soul, such a beautiful man and I knew he felt things very deeply. "There is nothing to forgive, but I'll beg for yours." He whispered, kissing my hair.
I stepped out of the embrace and smiled, "No begging required. This is a begging free zone." I chuckled. "Now, seeing as you're here already, you can help me pack up the telly." I bent down and grabbed an empty box from beside the coffee table and shoved it into his hands.
He laughed, "That's it is it? I say I'm sorry you say thanks, business as usual?"
"Yep. That's it. You can tell everyone I'm your favourite sister if you like."
"I will." He smiled and set about unravelling the mess of cords behind my television.
EPOV
"Dude, all I'm saying is, you have a perfectly serviceable shower stall in your own home, go make shower babies there!" Emmett bellowed at me from the second floor.
I was mortified beyond belief!
"Fuck off Emmett. I've put up with your sexual proclivities for sixty years!" I shouted back not caring that Esme was tutting and sighing in the kitchen.
"I didn't say there was anything wrong with it dude, hell, I've had to regrout my shower twice and we've only lived here a year." He laughed heartily at what he thought was an amusing statement.
"You're perverted Emmett." I mumbled as I pulled on my dress shirt over Bella's t-shirt.
"No way, it's only perverted if I call your name at the end dude." He hollered.
"Emmett Cullen you watch your mouth young man." Esme shouted from the kitchen. A weak 'sorry Esme' was whispered from Emmett's suite. 'Eddie-the-pale-white-knight never gets yelled at for cussing.' He thought.
What the fuck sort of name was that? "What did you just call me?" I bellowed down the stairs as I went towards the front door.
"Nothin, just go to Bella's, we'll be there at half six." He grumbled.
"You better not talk shit like that around my kid Em." I warned as I hit the front stairs.
At ten minutes to five I was sitting, in the idling Guardian, at the end of Perry Street waiting for the fucking clock on the dash to click over another minute. I was desperate to get to her. I was so close to having all that I'd ever wanted, again, I was suffering badly from being away from her even for an hour at a time.
Jasper said their talk went well but wouldn't elaborate and asked me not to pick the details out of his head. He said it was private, between him and his sister. I did my best to respect that.
To distract myself I concentrated on the mental voices I could hear around me. The couple in the house outside which I was parked were having a heated discussion about whose fault it was that the garbage bin had not been put out the night previous. Oh to have such mundane things to worry about!
Another house along was playing a CD of 1960's music. Someone was singing along, quite badly, but obviously having a great time. The house next door contained one very unappreciative fan of the singer. They were contemplating banging on the adjoining wall with the broom handle.
I inched the car forward until I was sitting outside Newton's house. Crowley was on the internet playing Runescape – whatever that was – and Mike was in his own bedroom feeling very sorry for himself. He'd not slept last night and was cursing Carlisle's 'useless pain killers'. I snorted my laughter into the quiet of the car. I should feel bad that he was in pain but found it very difficult to dig that far within myself. I'd signed a check to pay his medical bills and to ensure Seth's continued attendance at the school today and was feeling less than sympathetic. Not because of the money, it was a pittance really, but because Newton had no intention of living up to his end of the bargain. He was looking forward to being back at school in a few days where he could confront Seth. He planned to antagonise the boy further, to see if he could get Seth to lose his temper again and get himself expelled.
I'd have to talk to Seth about this, and Emmett, and see if something could be done, off campus of course.
As the clock ticked over six I rolled down the street to Bella's parking space. I parked next to the Z4 and ran a hand over it as I went towards Bella's door. I knocked and waited as patiently as I could for her to answer.
When she did I gasped, loudly. "Oh by Christ, you can't be serious?" I mumbled as I went past her into the living room. I turned to look at her again, from head to toe she dripped sin. Jesus, it was going to be a long, long night. This reeked of Alice' hand. "Alice has been here I take it?" I asked as Bella began to grin.
"What makes you say that, and hello by the way." She came to me and kissed me lightly at the corner of my mouth. She smelled fucking divine too!
"Holy crap." I muttered. "You can't go out looking like that Bella." I ran my hand up and down in front of her to demonstrate which parts I disapproved of, which was pretty much all of it.
"I can and I am." She chuckled.
Nessa came running out of her room then. "Daddy!" She squealed and leapt into my arms.
"Hello my beauty. I missed you this afternoon." I told her as I kissed her warm little cheek. She smelled of baby soap and Bella's shampoo. Her pink pyjamas had little feet in them and a bunny's tail on the back. She was so adorable. "I need to talk to you for a little minute before mommy's friends arrive." I took her with me to the sofa and sat her on my knee. "Mommy's friends are humans, so they don't need to see how clever you are or how very well you can talk, alright?"
"Okay daddy. Just like when I go with Nana to daycare, I have to be like other little babies. Quiet and stupid." She zipped her lips and threw away the pretend key.
I couldn't help but laugh, she was so gorgeous and so much fun. "That's right my darling. Quiet and stupid." I chuckled. "Now, I need a minute with mommy. Will you go back to your reading? We'll come get you when mommy's friends arrive okay?"
"Okay daddy." She toddled off to her room quite happily.
I went to Bella who was standing behind a kitchen chair watching our exchange. She clutched at the front of my shirt and pulled my mouth to hers. "You're so hot when you're being a daddy." She purred against my mouth.
"Jesus woman, are you out to torture me or is it just coincidence that you will?" I asked, watching as she crossed into the kitchen. Her ass was only just covered by the thin film of her skirt, her magnificent legs were six feet long and perfect beneath the plain sheer stockings she wore. "What do they call that...the skirt thing...?" I asked waving my finger at her bottom area.
She giggled, "Its tartan Edward. And it's just a skirt, nothing fancy." She bent over the sink slightly to fill the kettle from the tap and I got a glimpse of her white panties.
"It looks like a school uniform though. Men will think you're dressed as a naughty schoolgirl Bella." I swiped a hand through my hair and sucked in a breath. "It's too fucking short by half."
Her top would've been perfectly acceptable had there been three more buttons at the top. As it was the white fabric was stretched taut across her breasts – which were quite clearly encased in a chaste plain white bra, which was worse than had they been squeezed into a black half cup push up bra because it added to the illusion of innocence – and she had an acre of pale white flesh at her throat exposed.
"No they won't Edward. It's just a skirt and plain white blouse. Don't be silly." She purred.
As she reached up to grab mugs out of an overhead cupboard she lifted a foot off the ground and that was when I noticed her shoes. Holy fucking hell. This was bad, this was very, very bad. "Bella, what are those?" I pointed to her feet.
She looked down at her feet then back up at me. With one eyebrow cocked she threw me an exasperated scowl, "They're shoes Edward, god."
They weren't just shoes. They were four inches high and they were black patent leather with a little strap that crossed over her ankle and did up with a silver buckle. They were positively criminal. "They aren't just shoes." I mumbled knowing I would get no joy out of her. She had made up her mind what she was wearing, with help from Alice, and that was that.
When she'd set the coffee things out on the bench she came to where I stood at the end of the counter. She put her arms around my waist and stared up at my face. "Don't pout Edward." She giggled. "I just wanted to look nice for you."
I put my hands on her shoulders. "Did you now?" I chuckled. "And it was never your intention to torture me? It never crossed your mind that I was going to have to spend the entire night hearing the thoughts of other boys as they looked at you like this?"
"Oh, well, maybe a little bit to the first part and yeah to the second. It did cross my mind. But I decided that since we were married you'd be confident enough and secure enough in our relationship to be able to handle all that I figured I'd go for it. I hoped you'd like it. Plus, I'm a mom now, how often am I going to get a chance to dress and act my age from now on?" With that she patted my cheek and went to the front door which had just been knocked on.
BPOV
I was never going to pull this off!
Alice had insisted I could, she'd taken great care to pick out my outfit, apparently.
I took a deep breath before answering the door to my friends.
"Hi Angela, Ben. Come on in." I told my friends.
"Hey Bella. Wow, look at you!" Angela sang as she past me at the door.
"And you!" I waved a hand at her. She was stunning. Her glasses were gone and her hair was all curly and sexy. She wore the tightest, skinniest jeans I'd ever seen and her heels were killer. Bright red and dangerous looking. Ben was positively panting at her as she walked into the kitchen to greet Edward. "Looking good Ben." I giggled as he did a little twirl in front of me on his way towards Edward too.
Edward greeted them both warmly, fist bumping Ben and saying how nice Angela looked.
"I don't mean to be rude, but I'm dying to meet your little girl." Angela swung around to say to me. "Newton said her name was Vanessa?" She asked.
"Her name is Renesmee actually. But we call her Nessa for short. Newton's an idiot." Edward muttered darkly.
"I'll go and get her." I told them as I made my way down the hall. "Come on little one, come and meet our new friends." I told Nessa as she launched herself off her bed and into my arms.
She put her hand to my cheek and played her conversation with Edward again for me. "I'll be good momma." She whispered as I bought her out into the living room.
"Ange, Ben, this is Nessa." I told them proudly.
They both gasped at her and then they were both cooing and chatting to her and she was positively angelic while they patted and talked to her. She had them both utterly entranced by the time Rose and Em showed up to babysit.
Edward got the door and showed his brother and sister into the living room. I saw Rose scowl at Angela briefly as my friend took my daughter from my arms. "She's so beautiful Bella." She said across Nessa's head to me.
"Yes, she is." I agreed. "I'll just finish getting ready and we can go. Five minutes." I told Edward who nodded at me but then returned his attention to his daughter and her newest admirers.
I went into the bathroom and reapplied my lipstick and messed around with my hair a little. I went into my bedroom and put my cell phone and house keys into the tiny purse Alice had sent over with Jaz. It was bright red and matched the tartan of my indecently short skirt. With one last look at myself in the mirror I went out into the living room announced that we should get going.
I thanked Rosie and Em for sitting, they waved it away as if it were me doing them the favour. I kissed Nessa on her curls and asked her to be a good girl. Edward did the same and then he ushered me outside and into the Z4.
We left Angela and Ben behind within two minutes of hitting the highway, Edward chuckled as they disappeared from his rear view mirror.
It was time to wipe the smirk off his face. "You once told me I'd be the hood ornament on this car Edward, I hope you weren't lying." I licked my bottom lip and smiled sweetly into his shocked face.
A/N: Thank you for reading. Please review if you have enjoyed this chapter, I had a great time writing it, I do love torturing Edward. :)