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Chapter Seventeen

One week.

One!

That's how long I've been obsessed with Edward Cullen.

He's asleep on his side next to me, looking so freaking handsome. Last night was amazing - so amazing that I'll never be able to let him leave me.

It's final now.

Florida is pointless at this point because when we get there, and he leaves, I'll just be right back in the truck with him. How could I let him road trip back to Arizona all alone anyway? How cruel would that be?

My phone chimes with a message somewhere in the room, but if I get up, it might stir Edward awake, and I'm too obsessed with staring at him to ruin such a perfect moment.

I can't believe it's only been a week.

Seven days.

That's so unreal to me.

I carefully scoot closer, cuddling into his naked body, wanting to feel him all over me. He shifts and lifts his arm, wrapping it around my waist, and my heart soars straight up into my throat.

He doesn't open his eyes, so I'm not sure if he's awake, but I kiss his lips anyway - just a cute little peck. Then I do it again.

And again.

Again.

Again.

On the fifth kiss, his lips pucker against mine, and I look up into crinkled green eyes. I will take down the world before I never see those eyes again.

"Hi," I say, grinning against his mouth.

"Mornin', Swanie," he rasps, smiling against mine.

His hand slides down my back and rests on my naked butt.

I've seen movies before. I've read books. I never thought I'd be the girl who sleeps naked next to a boy all nonchalant and have his hands roaming all over me the morning after.

I'm a romance heroine.

No, actually, he's a romance hero.

Holy cow.

"What are you thinkin'?" He asks, pulling back.

"Just that I've never woken up naked with a guy before," I say honestly, because honestly if you can't be honest then what's the point of all of this.

"No?" He smiles and gives my butt a squeeze with that big hand of his, and I think I've died and gone to heaven.

I shake my head and pucker my lips, straight up begging for a kiss. He doesn't make me beg for long. When his mouth meets mine, I open immediately and sigh when his tongue slips inside.

He pushes closer, pressing himself closer, and when I feel his erection against me, I blush and shiver and get so wet I'm kind of embarrassed.

But then his hand is sliding lower until he's gripping my thigh and lifting it, wrapping it around his waist, and I have the strongest urge to push him to his back and climb on top of him. "I like bein' a part of all these firsts, Swanie," he says, nibbling my bottom lip.

"What?" I breathe, too turned on to understand what's coming out of his beautiful mouth.

He chuckles and slides his lips along my jaw, nipping and nibbling up to my ear. "Wanna make love with me again," he whispers there, and my eyes flutter closed, my heart pounding a steady beat in my throat.

My phone chimes again somewhere, and he lifts his head, but like a psycho I wrap a hand around his neck and bring his lips to mine for a sweet kiss. "Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Can I be on top?" I ask, kind of pushing him to his back until he doesn't resist - not that it took much pushing. I climb on top of him, forgetting I'm completely naked but when his eyes land on my chest, I don't even freaking care to be embarrassed.

His hands land on my hips and I flatten mine on his chest. "Okay," I say. "I'm going to be honest. I want to be on top, but I've never done it before, so I'm going to need some help…"

My phone starts ringing, and I want to find it and chuck it out the freaking window. Who would call this early and interrupt such a beautiful moment with my cowboy? How dare they!

"You gonna get that?"

"I don't really want to," I say, but what if it's important? Sighing, I climb off of him, pulling the sheet with me because seriously, I'm not really at the point where I can walk around naked yet.

I follow the sound of my phone and find it on the floor next to my shorts. "My mom's facetiming me," I say, like really freaking horrified. I'm in a sheet for crying out loud.

I push decline and hurry to pull clothes on, but she calls back immediately. Edward's in front of me, pulling his shirt over my head and kissing my cheek before walking away from me.

His ass.

Holy cow.

That ass.

Is he even real?

"Hi, mom," I say, turning away from Edward's beautiful booty before I faint.

"Bella, what in the world? Were you just going to ignore my calls all day?" She looks highly annoyed.

"What? No! I was asleep - okay, well not asleep, but was barely waking up and was too lazy to get up."

It's not totally a lie.

She shakes her head. "Well, I have some bad news."

My heart stops. "What is it?"

"We're leaving Florida. Your father's had enough. You know him, there's no place like home."

Leaving Florida?

"We're in Mississippi," I say, stupidly, like us being in Mississippi means anything other than we're closer to Florida than we are to Arizona or even Washington for that matter.

She rolls her eyes. "Yeah, it took you an entire week to get to Mississippi," she accuses. "You missed the entire vacation."

"It was supposed to be a two-week vacation," I say, defending myself.

"It's ten o'clock already. At the rate you're going you won't make it to Florida until next year."

"That's not true…"

"Where is this man of yours?"

"What?"

"Edward. Where is he?"

I look over my shoulder and see the bathroom door closed. "Edward's in the bathroom. He's not really my man…" Yes, he is! "...why?"

Mom looks over her shoulder before facing me again. "You're wearing his shirt, sweetheart."

I look down and bite my lip to stop from smiling. This is my mom. I'm not necessarily going to spill the beans to her.

"Just be safe. Your father will have a heart attack if anything happens to you."

Ignoring all of that altogether, I change the subject back to the real matter at hand. "What am I supposed to do now? Edward's driven me more than halfway to Florida. Am I supposed to ask him to drive me back now?"

"Don't be silly. We'll pay for an airline ticket. Just find the closest airport."

The bathroom door opens behind me, and it takes everything in me not to turn around and check out my cowboy - everything in me.

"I'm not flying," I say, failing at the not turning around thing. Edward grins at me, and I can't help but smile back. "I almost died last time."

His eyebrows raise in question,

"Sweetheart, don't be so dramatic, and please look at me when I'm talking to you."

"Mom!" I say, jerking around and staring straight into the phone. "Let me shower and get ready, and I'll call you back, okay?"

"Okay. I'll look into flights."

"No," I kind of yell, making her jump and me giggle. "Sorry, but just let me call you back before you plan any flights."

"Fine, okay. Calm down. Tell Edward hello…" her eyes widen. "...wait, did you and Edward sleep in the same bed?"

"Okay, mom, I'll call you soon, k. Bye, love you." I push end and turn to face Edward who is chuckling and not naked anymore. "She's kind of nosey."

"What's up?" He asks, tilting his head toward the phone I'm squeezing in a death grip.

"Oh. Well, they're leaving Florida today, so…" I stand kind of awkwardly in front of him, his t-shirt nearly swallowing me. "...we're on our way to Florida, but they won't be there if we ever get there. But I mean, there's no point in going now if they aren't there. I feel like I've wasted your time. Mom wants me to catch a flight."

He's standing in front of me now, and I want to climb him like a tree, honestly. Is this a bad time? Is it ever a bad time to climb trees?

"You wanna catch a flight?" He asks, looking a smidge disappointed. "I don't wanna let you."

"Oh?"

Wow.

He shakes his head, his hands finding my waist, bunching his shirt up and pulling me against him. His lips are smiling, and my body is melting against his. "Stay with me, Swanie."

"In Mississippi?" I breathe, looking up at him.

Chuckling, he shakes his head. "I'm thinkin' we'll leave Mississippi. You still wanna go to Florida? You haven't seen me in my swim trunks at the beach yet."

"What? You still want to go to Florida? There are sharks there." I say, hoping to all the Gods he's being serious and our time together is not done. I mean, was I ever going to let him leave me anyway? Only time will tell.

"We'll leave the sharks alone, but yeah, Swanie, let me take you to Florida."

"Okay."

"Yeah?" His hands flatten on both of my butt cheeks, pulling me into his body, his smile leaving me breathless.

I shrug, pretending it's not a big deal when really I want to drop to my knees and worship him like the God he is.

Wow, I think I've lost it.

"I mean, yeah, of course. I'm not done with you." I can't help the smile that stretches my lips.

"Not done with me, huh? Are you tryin' to be my girlfriend, Swanie?"

Girlfriend, wife, baby mama - I mean sure, why not?

"What! Shut up!" I laugh and lift up on my toes, pressing my mouth against his to stop the word yes from leaving mine.

He laughs and kisses the crap out of me, kisses the life out of me, kisses me freaking stupid, and I die a thousand deaths before he's sliding inside me and making me his over and over again.

Maybe he knows it - maybe he doesn't - but if he thinks he's ever going to get rid of me now, well, he better think again.

He's stuck with me.

"Swanie…" he grunts, grinding all deep and delicious.

"Hmm?"

"Talk to me. Tell me how much you like it."

Oh my God, yeah he's definitely stuck with me.

For life.

Okay, I can't with these two. Now, I have to get them back in the truck and on the road, but I don't wanna...