Not mine.
Chapter 52
He took a muffin in his hand, taking a bite, chewing slowly. And moaning.
Edward was starting to say something but I all I heard was gibberish. Tiny pieces of food coming out of his mouth.
And for some reason, the scene looked like the funniest thing in the world. So I started laughing. Giggling. Freely and loudly.
He laughed with me.
"So does that mean you like my muffins?"
"Yes, as I'm sure I'll like your buns as well." Edward winked, removing his eyes from my body before getting up to get us something to drink.
He was flirting with me again, but this time, he wasn't backing away, like he used to, nor was he hiding his feelings. It really was obvious. He wanted me. And I him too. No matter how much I tried to deny it, it was true. I wanted him. I wanted him in my bed, underneath me, or any other way, ( or even any position) I could get him.
As he came back with our drinks, the atmosphere between us changed. He flirted, and unlike how I used to be- constantly pushing him away, trying to deny that how with just one look,or touch my blood would instantly boil-I let him, letting the old Bella go as well, even for a moment or two.
No, that Bella was not here anymore.
This Bella was smiling, laughing, and flirting right back. Enjoying in this attention she was finally allowing herself to have.
