55 – EPOV

It took another week before I could take Bella out on a proper date.

We saw each other every night during that week.

Sometimes it was brief, we'd sit in the backyard with the kids like we'd done on so many occasions only now, I'd kiss her before going inside for the evening.

On Thursday, it rained so Brandon and I went to her house. Brandon and Emily found some board game to play together while Bella and I 'talked' in the living room.

By talking, I mean that we made out like teenagers pretending to babysit.

She giggled when I told her that the parents were coming home soon. The sound of her giggling made me realize how much fun we had together and how much I really wanted her in every way. My cock agreed wholeheartedly.

What I had with Bella was amazing. Every kiss and every touch with her felt like she was meant for me. We hadn't gone anywhere further than kissing and mild boobie gropes. I was really trying to be a good man and respect her boundaries.

No matter how much she tried to break them. And she did try. A lot.

Bella straddled my lap and rubbed herself against my groin on more occasion than I want to count. She'd giggle at hearing me groan and then move away and act all coy about it.

Then she'd remind me that I was the one wanting to wait.

I loved how playful she was.

I really regretted my own self imposed rule of waiting for our date.

By the time Saturday rolled around, I was a little nervous about everything.

We'd been nothing but open and honest with each other but, there was still some trepidation on my part.

I wasn't a ladies' man. Not by a long shot.

I hadn't even been out on real a date in over three years.

I dropped Brandon off to my parent's house and passed the Spanish inquisition with flying colors. Mom was happy to see me going out. And she was deliriously happy when I'd told her it was Bella.

Jasper had warned me not to hurt her, 'cause if I did, he'd forget about the Bro Code and hurt me in return.

Alice just grinned and said something about timing being perfect, whatever that meant.

By 7 pm, I was knocking on Bella's door with a dozen roses in my hand and my heart on my sleeve.


Awwww...

As for Riley... I thought it was clear altho maybe not... he died by getting drunk and wraping his car around a telephone pole. His drinking was the cause behind their breakup but his parents were oblivious to it...