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Back to my girl…
In the words of some great something or another that I'm totally making up,
ON WITH IT….
EPOV
I tried to collect myself as her hand brushed mine. We were two consenting adults agreeing to share a bed, and I felt like a teenage boy on prom night.
She looked sexy in just my shirt and her underwear. I so badly wanted to bend her over and, "Edward?"
Licking my lips, I glanced up at Bella, my eyes roaming hungrily over her shirt clad body, "Yes, love?"
"Aren't you coming?" The double entendre made my body stiffen and I could feel a certain stirring in my lower half.
"Excuse me?"
Bella giggled, "I said, aren't you coming? We have to get an early rise tomorrow morning."
Shit. Everything she was saying could be taken the wrong way. As I stretched I felt my shirt slip up my body, exposing some of my skin to Bella. I couldn't tell if she was interested, but I sure hoped she was, "Yeah, just let me change, okay?"
If eyes could fuck, I would surely be done in. The way her color transformed when she was aroused, I couldn't believe the drastic change that had just taken place in front of me, "Proceed."
Leaning over, I grabbed the discarded shorts that I had brought up to my room, before heading in the direction of my bathroom. Her fingers grabbed mine, and she pulled my body close to hers; I could feel her breath on my neck, "Wait, don't you think it would be fair."
As I swallowed thickly, I looked down into her beautiful chocolate brown eyes, unsure of how to respond. Her fingers danced along the hem of my shirt, the pads of her fingers stroking my exposed skin.
She was teasing me on purpose, and I loved every second of it, "What would be fair, Isabella?"
I felt her shiver when I spoke her full name, and she leaned forward, her breasts pushing against my chest. Apparently someone had given us a bit of liquid courage, and the effect was simply amazing, "Well, you've seen all of me, but I've seen so…little of you."
Skimming her fingers up my sides, she made me slip my head back slightly, "Lift your arms, Edward."
Shifting my body so that my arms were lifted high in the air, I felt her pull the soft material away from my skin. Chocolate orbs gazed down my body, as my chest became exposed to her.
Taking her pointer finger, Bella drug the tip of her nail over my abs, and I bit back a moan as she stroked my skin.
When she stepped back, her brown eyes were clouded over, and she pushed her palms against my chest, "Go change."
Looking down at her through half lidded eyes, I shook my head slowly, "No. Fair is fair, right?"
My hands went to her soft hips as I lifted her to sit on the comforter of my bed. Pulling away from her, I let my fingers move to the button my jeans, and I watched as Bella bit into her gorgeous, plump lips.
Once the button was undone, I slid the zipper down, giving her a tease filled preview of my black boxer briefs. I wasn't ready to show her whether or not I filled out my bottoms so I turned my back to her, letting the jeans slide down my legs.
Bella gasped, and I couldn't hold back my chuckle as my lower half was exposed to her. Sliding the shorts up my legs, I tugged at the tops, pulling the shorts down so that they rested low on my hips, "Ready for bed, love?"
BPOV
I was aware I was dreaming. I had remembered going into Edward's room with my heart pounding in my chest and my breaths coming in little spurts. But now we were somewhere else all together.
We sat in my living room on the floor covered with white sheets, blankets, and pillows. I was wearing a white silk nightgown and Edward looked the epitome of desire in his white, button down shirt, where only the bottom four buttons held the shirt together, showing off his gorgeous chest.
His bottom half was covered by a thin sheet and I almost wanted to curse my brain for not letting his bottom half show.
Edward had been feeding me chocolate covered strawberries and surprisingly, none of that chocolate was on the crisp, white sheets…yet.
With each little fruit he put near my mouth, he moved his body closer to mine, until he was touching my thigh, almost right on top of me.
He extended the strawberry out to me and when I went to take it in my mouth; he flicked his wrist, making the chocolate syrup smear on the corner of my mouth.
He smirked before his velvet voice said, "Sorry, Love. I'll clean it."
With that, he leaned forward and kissed the corner of my mouth, his tongue darting out to clean the chocolate off. But his lips didn't stop.
Instead, they moved to my lips, kissing me so slowly and deeply that I thought I might explode right then and there, as a fire started between my legs and ran throughout my body.
His hand went to drop to my waist, but I felt the cold fruit touch the skin of my breast, right above the white gown and then continue onto the material. Edward's lips tore away from mine and I tried to follow them, but they were too far away.
I saw his eyes dart down the stained gown and he smiled sheepishly at me. "I'm sorry, Love," he apologized before his head dipped down and he sucked the syrup off the top of my breast, making me gasp and my hands flew up to his head to hold him there.
I felt him chuckle against the skin and then easily move away, despite my grip on him. His hands gently fondled my shoulder, before pulling the thin strap down, letting the right side drop and reveal my full breast and hard nipples to him.
He locked his green, sparkling eyes with mine, as he leaned his head down and kissed the peak gently before opening his mouth and taking it between his lips, all while staring at me.
My head fell back as I moaned out and his hand right hand went to slide the other side of my nightgown down.
Once both breasts were revealed to him he laid me down, his head right by my chest as he licked and sucked, and kissed at my breasts. As he went to work on me, I could feel his hard erection pressing into me, through the thin sheet and gown. Oh how I hoped he wasn't wearing anything under that sheet.
My fingers nimbly threw his loose hanging shirt off his shoulders and then started to trace his amazing chest and abs with my fingertips.
"Edward," I moaned out, my breath coming in short pants.
"Bella, do you need me?" he asked, not bothering to look up. "Can you feel how I need you, love? How I crave you?"
"Yes," I whispered.
"Are you sure, Love?" he asked.
"Yes Edward. I want you. I need you too."
I could feel him pull away the sheet, but I saw nothing. I felt his large, warm hands lift my gown to expose my throbbing heat. I leaned my head back not being able to wait for what was coming and then…
My eyes snapped open. I looked around to find myself in Edward's room, in his bed, my breathing coming really short and heavy. Worst of all, I was still aching for the man lying next to me.
"Awwww man," I moaned and threw my arm over my eyes. I wanted to kick my legs up and down like a three year-old, and probably would've, had there not been another person laying next to me. It was just so god damned frustrating.
"Bella, are you alright?" I heard his velvet voice closer than I expected, with a chuckle at the end.
EPOV
Bella's moan pulled me from my stupor. I had not slept that night, but then again, how could I with the beautiful seductress sleeping so soundly next to me. I hoped the light that was on above my shoulder had not woken her up.
Since I couldn't sleep, I had begun to peak through the letters that she had been receiving, hoping to find a common cryptic phrase, or a signature of some sort.
However, nothing had jumped out at me, and I was slowly beginning to doubt my ability as her body guard.
What if I fell in love with her? Surely my attraction now would effect how I did my job, but in the long run, would it harm her, or help her?
With a lower voice then normal, Bella spoke to me, her tone full of sleep, "I'm fine, just a dream."
Narrowing my eyes, I slipped my reading glasses from the edge of my nose, glancing down at the gorgeous woman in my bed, "Was it a nightmare? I heard you moaning, but I didn't think that I should wake you. My father always told me to never wake someone during a nightmare."
Cheeks flushed, she gazed down at my comforter, and I could tell I had embarrassed her, "Oh Bella, it's nothing to be ashamed of. We are all afraid of something. Would you like to talk about it?"
I heard her mumble something under her breath, but didn't question what she said. I had learned to never make a women repeat herself twice, the ending effect could be troublesome.
Her red cheeks did nothing to settle my worry, however, as I reached my hand forward to grip her small chin, "What's wrong, love? You can tell me anything."
As she shook her head, my hand fell from her soft skin, and she spoke, "Did I say anything? You said I was moaning, but did I speak?"
"You said my name a few times, but that was all. Were you trying to get to me? Trying to make me come to you?"
If possible, her cheeks turned darker, and her eye closed when she whispered, "Something like that."
Thunder shook the insides of the house and I heard Bella whimper softly, sliding herself closer to me. It was obvious that she didn't like storms, and as I wrapped my arm around her waist, I felt her lithe body shake.
Kissing the side of her head, I began to hum in her ear, hoping that the soothing sounds might lull her to sleep, but when a loud crash of thunder, followed by lightening that proceeded to shut off the power in the house, I sighed.
Padded feet thumped into the hallway, and tiny fists began to pound on my door, "Daddy! I can't see! Where'd you go?"
When I went to move my arm from Bella's waist, I heard her cry out softly, obviously afraid of the newly shrouded darkness. Grabbing my glasses from the bed covers, I placed them on the top of my head, before leaning across my bed to grab Bella's hand, "It's okay, love, I just need to go turn the generator on."
Her fingers were cold and shaking as I tugged her from my bed, and pulled open my bedroom door. Libby was so scared that she had forgotten to use the doorknob.
Reaching down, I scooped my frightened daughter into my arms, before taking the glasses off of my head and slipping them onto her face, "Here are your brave glasses, Libby Bug. Are you ready to go fix the power, sweetheart?"
Kissing the top of her head, I held the small body against me as we started down the stairs. Bella had a death grip on my hand, and Libby's tiny arms were wound around my neck. I tried to make comforting noises in Libby's ear as we approached the basement, and I knew she was even more afraid of the darkness down there.
When looking in Bella's direction, I had to squint to make out her tiny figure. When I released Bella's fingers, I heard her gasp, "You two stay right here. I will be back before you know it and you won't be in the dark any longer, okay?"
I hoped that both girls could draw strength from each other. I heard Libby cry out as the top step creaked and as her whimpers grew louder, I heard Bella whisper, "It's alright, peanut, Daddy will be right back."
The shushing noises Bella was making towards my daughter seemed to help, but when a loud crash of thunder filled my house, I heard Libby scream out, "Mommy!"
Hurriedly flipping the breaker, I glanced around my now lit basement, thinking about the words my daughter had just screamed. Leaning against the cold wood, I smiled to myself, taking a moment to think.
My daughter felt so safe when she was with Bella, and my proof was in the word she screamed as the thunder crashed through the peaceful surroundings in my home.
Bella was amazing with my daughter, and as far as dating material went, Bella was definitely someone that I could become romantically involved with. Libby loved her, my friends loved her, and I was sure my parents loved her too.
After taking a moment to compose myself I began my climb back up the stairs, and I smiled when I saw Libby hanging limply against Bella, her small head resting against the gorgeous actresses' shoulder.
They were perfect with each other, and I only wished that Libby's mother would have been as caring as Bella. Then my life would have been perfect.
Rubbing my hand across Libby's back, I smiled at Bella. When I went to reach for my daughter, I noticed my dark frames in Bella's hands. She slid the glasses onto my nose, before leaning forward to press her lips against mine, "So sexy. I love men in glasses."
Stepping forward, I encircled my arms around both girls, my lips brushing against Bella's soft forehead, "Good, because I love you with my daughter, now let's go back to bed."
Lifting Libby from her arms, I settled her tiny from on my hip, my other hand intertwining with Bella's. Tonight we could sleep as a family; Libby joining the two of us in my bed, and tomorrow we would deal with whatever would be thrown at us.
BPOV
Waking up the next morning I saw the most perfect sight my eyes had ever beheld. Though it looked like a scene done a million and one times in a movie, nothing could ever compare to the real thing. And here I was a part of it.
Edward's head lie close to mine; so close that if I lifted my head up, I could kiss the forehead that was covered in his bronze locks. His face was smooth and peaceful, rid of any worry lines, and his jaw was relaxed, his lips hanging open just a fraction of a bit, looking so soft and smooth.
Lying between us was my little peanut. I was falling almost as much in love with Libby as I was with Edward. Wait, I don't love Edward. Do I?
I could feel my brow crease the more I thought of that question. Like, sure, desire, definitely, but love? I had never been in love before, always afraid of it. Always thinking that when I did fall, I would fall hard, and my heart would no doubt end up broken.
I had been able to dodge love with impressive success in the past. Of course I always had something else to focus on then. Either school, or work, or family was my number one priority. It gave me something else to focus on other than boys, and drama, and flirting. Ugh.
But now, it seemed my life was filled with all of those. I had my job that I sure as hell should be focusing on, but it was different now. Edward was here. Granted it wasn't because he wanted to be, but because he needed to be. Regardless, he was here, and that tended to change things.
His eyes fluttered open and it was adorable to see how out of it he was when he first woke up. How unprepared, unlike how he was the rest of the day. But his green eyes eventually focused and came to rest on me. He smiled softly before his voice came out in a whisper.
"Good morning," It was barely above mouthing, and we both looked down to see if it disturbed Libby.
"Hey there," I said quietly back as my left hand went to move a piece of hair from his eyes and let it rest on his cheek for a while. That is, until he suddenly turned and let his lips touch my palm just gently enough to make that spot feel like bursting into flames.
"How did you sleep?" he asked, but his voice still no louder than a whisper.
"Great," I sighed as I brought my hand back and had my arm rest by my face.
It was little things like that; that Edward did. His actions could always confuse me. The gesture was so romantic and adorable, but it confused me on where we stood. Was it possible he treated others the way he was treating me? I hoped not. But since we hadn't established what we were, I was completely at a loss.
Those were my thoughts that morning, or at least they were until Edward brought his head just the couple inches closer to mine and allowed them to touch. It was so soft and comforting, it felt like home. And with the little girl snuggled in my arms, I knew that there was no where else I'd rather be.
"Daddy?" Libby's rough, sleep filled voice made his head break away from mine. But no in a 'oh we have to hide this' way. It was a slow departure, as if what we were doing was natural and his daughter had seen us do it a thousand times before.
"Yes, Pumpkin, I'm here," he said pulling her up a little so her head was resting between ours now.
"Daddy, is it over?" she asked, her voice seeming to be a little scared still, from the thunder last night.
"Yes, Libby, the storm is over" he soothed before kissing the top of her curls. She sighed and turned towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck and snuggling into his chest.
"Mmk, good." She still sounded sleepy and I was willing to bet that she had fallen back asleep cradled to him.
While Edward went to put Libby back in her own bed and tell her good-bye (we would be gone for part of the day and he didn't want to leave without saying it), Alice called my cell phone which was perched on the bedside table.
"Once upon a time I was falling in love
Now I'm only falling apart,
Nothing I can do, a total eclipse of the heart.
Once upon a time there was light in my life,
Now there's only love in the dark.
Nothing I can say, a total eclipse of the heart"
The ringtone broke the silence of the room and I scrambled to find the small device on the table.
She simply gave me directions to where a photo shoot for my upcoming movie was to take place. She said she'd meet me and Edward there to do my hair and make up. I felt my cheeks start to blush when she innocently asked me how my night was, and replied with a lame "fine" which was I could easily tell she didn't believe.
I informed Edward of the shoot, something that I thought he had caught yesterday during the meeting, but I really didn't expect him to remember anything having to do with my job. After all, if I wasn't forced to pay attention, I would've zoned out too.
So we were off in Edward's shiny car. What was it again? I couldn't really remember, but it was pretty, and almost as sexy as Edward, himself. His mom didn't seem to mind the fact that I had stayed in his house with his little girl. Instead she couldn't stop smiling at me, and giving Edward little winks that she thought I didn't notice.
She was such a lovely woman. Everything about her just said, "loving", from her soft features to the caring looks she gave her son. I hoped that some day I would look like that.
We arrived at the studio just in time as Alice's Porsche drove up to the parking lot. She jumped out of her car, armed with two bags that I knew possessed the hair and make up equipment it would take to make me look good.
"Hey Bells," she came and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Hi Edward. Okay you go in, I need to talk to the photographer so I know what to do with this," she said waving her hand, palm towards me, up and down my body.
Edward and I strolled into the building only to be greeted by a big, warm, smile staring at me.
"Bella!" Jacob Black exclaimed as he approached me and embraced me in a big bear hug.
I laughed a little at his enthusiasm, and in doing so was able to breathe in his delicious scent, making my head dizzy for a moment. The smell was so opposite of Edward, but still impossibly good. While Edward was sweet and heavenly, Jacob smelt more outdoors-y. Instead of warm vanilla and floral, Jacob was cedar and pine.
The fact that I could feel each of his back muscles as I wrapped my arms around him did not help that dizzying feeling. Jacob was an attractive man; there was no doubt about that. But I had always imagined he would act like Devin Steal. I was beyond pleased to find out he was the complete opposite.
"Hey Jake, how are you?" I asked when he released me, and he smiled so big that I couldn't help but smile back at him. "What?" it came out as a half giggle. "Why are you smiling?"
He shrugged his shoulders, but the bright smile was still in place and his dark eyes stared into mine. "You called me Jake," he answered simply and I felt my smile drop.
"I'm so sorry," I began to apologize. "I have no idea why, it just kinda came out." I put a hand over my mouth to make sure nothing else came out.
He let out a bark of a laugh and put is big, muscular arm around my shoulders. "No big deal, Bells. I like that you feel comfortable around me," he smiled down at me again and kissed the top of my head as he started to lead me further into the building.
I was beginning to think everyone would feel comfortable around Jacob. Everyone would like him, and he would make this new movie a lot of fun.
EPOV
The way his arms fit around her and the kiss that he placed on the top of her head made my blood boil. Bella didn't belong in his arms, she belonged in mine. Standing in the shadows, I watched the two talk and laugh with each other, as my jealousy continued to rage onward.
Taking a deep breath, I turned away from the laughing twosome in order to calm myself. Bella seemed safe with Jacob, but I was still uncertain. Maybe he was just acting chummy so that Bella would trust him.
Hooking my fingers in my jean pockets, I stared longingly at Bella, until I felt someone run into me, and materials were spilled to the floor. Kneeling down, I eyed the shaking girl as we both gathered up the scattered items.
"I-I'm so sorry!" The young girl was stuttering as she spoke, and I offered my hand to her, helping her from the ground. She couldn't be any older than 15. What was she doing on the set, carrying around that much stuff?
Offering her my best smile, I held some of the heavy objects in my arm, gazing down at her, "It's quite alright; apparently I blend in well. My name's Edward, what's yours?"
"I'm Sarah, and you don't have to carry that, I can hold it myself." Her stubborn attitude reminded me of Libby, but obviously the magazines and props were too much for her to carry herself.
However my daughter hadn't gotten her stubbornness from anyone but me, so Sarah had a fight on her hands.
"Look, since you obviously can't carry all of this and see where you're going, let me help you. I'm as stubborn as you are, and I'm pretty sure my four year olds mentality beats us both."
I saw Sarah smile as she cocked her head, "Alright, follow me?"
Bella was still safe in Jacob's embrace, the two looking quite cozy. I walked in careful strides behind the girl, unsure of our destination. We stopped in front of a desk, which seemed awkwardly placed.
Dropping the heavier things on the floor, I smiled at Sarah, "If you need any help, don't be afraid to ask me, okay? I'll probably be here for a while, standing in the shadows, bored."
"Why are you here? If you're not part of the photo shoot, then why did you come?"
Running a hand through my hair, I shrugged slightly, unsure of how to answer. Should I come right out and say that I was Bella's bodyguard? Or should I make something up? Sarah seemed to notice me pausing, and it made her laugh, "Oh I see, you're one of those."
Raising my eyebrow, I watched the giggling girl with anticipation, unsure of why she was laughing, "One of those?"
As if she was saying the easiest thing in the world, Sarah shrugged her shoulders before eyeing me, "Sure, your build, your cold exterior, with a warm heart, the way you keep glancing over at her while she talks to Mr. Black. It's so easy to read, Edward."
Licking my lips nervously, I stared down the 15 year old, my eyes narrowing, "Then what am I, Sarah?"
Flipping her long brown hair over her shoulder, she turned away from me, "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me!"
The girl had gone from shy and shaking, to over confident and smug. Rubbing at my eyes, I started back towards my dark corner, settling myself in the shadows. I was comfortable watching from here, surely Jacob could protect her.
EPOV
When Bella emerged from the dressing room, my jaw slid open. She looked sexy in her torn clothes, hair in slight disarray, skin exposed. I wanted nothing more then to throw her over my shoulder, and tear the rest of those clothes off.
Taking deep breaths, I tried to calm myself, but I felt as though I could smell her intoxicating scent from so far away. It was becoming harder to breath, and surely something else was becoming hard too.
The way her soft skin looked underneath her tattered garments, made me think of what she would look like beneath me. Her body fully exposed to me as I sank into her, sweat glistening on both of our bodies. How my tongue would dart out to taste her as she moaned, and writhed beneath me, and the way her nose would wrinkle as she climaxed.
I couldn't help myself when I closed my eyes, and my hand slid over the bulge that seemed to be forming against my jeans. I could feel how hard I was becoming, just thinking of making love to Bella, and I would surely combust if something didn't take my mind off of the visual dancing in my head.
I knew my voice was strained when I called out to Bella, "I'll be right back, Isabella. Can you behave long enough for me to be excused for a few moments?"
Jacob smiled, waving at me, his clothes tattered as well, "I'm sure we can keep her occupied! See you, Eddie!"
Growling, I started towards the onsite bathroom, not bothering to let the door close silently once I was in the stall. Unbuttoning my jeans, I slid the fabric down my legs, along with my underwear, exposing my semi-hard cock.
Lifting my shirt slightly, I closed my eyes, imagining it was Bella's hand stroking me. Moving my other hand along my abs, I pressed my head against the cool stall wall, as I jerked myself, thinking of Bella's tattered clothes, and arched body beneath me.
As I stroked the heated skin, I felt myself moaning her name softly, knowing that I could picture no one else. I wanted to feel her gripping me as I slid in and out, and my hand jerked out to smack the wall. The vibration sounded throughout the stall, and I groaned as I neared orgasm.
"Fuck, Bella!" My cock emptied itself in the toilet, and I felt the sweat sliding down my torso. Panting heavily, I pressed my over heated skin against the wall, trying to calm myself down. That woman would be the death of me.
Backing away from the toilet, I grabbed some toilet paper to clean off my hands before flushing the toilet. After I unlatched the stall door, I moved to the sink to wash my hands, taking in my flushed appearance. My hair was in extreme disarray, and my cheeks were red from overexertion.
Yes, combustion would surely happen soon.
Splashing the cold water on my face, I watched as the droplets slid down the skin of my face, before disappearing into my t-shirt. Once I was sure that no hair was out of place, and my face was no longer flushed, I exited the bathroom.
When I returned to the area of the photo shoot, Jacob and Bella were locked in a passionate kiss as the photographer snapped pictures. I was right back where I started, extremely jealous, and slightly horny.
BPOV
Once Alice was done with my heir and make up, she handed me a hanger with scraps of fabric hanging off it. I looked at the pieces with one eyebrow raised. The theme of the shoot went with our movie. The backdrop was that of a tropical island that Jacob and I were going to be stranded on. Though I hate his guts in the beginning, in the end, we inevitably fall in love. Of course. Isn't that how they all go?
"What's that?" I laughed as Alice brought the hanger closer to me.
"Your outfit," Alice replied with a wink and my laughter instantly stopped.
"No, no, no, no, no, no," I told her while stubbornly shaking my head. "I'm sorry, but there is no way I'm wearing that!"
Three minutes later I was pushed out of the dressing room, barely clothed. My clothes consisted of high heels (real practical on an island), a beige skirt that was so ripped and torn with huge chunks missing and hanging, barely covering my 'womanhood', that you couldn't even call it a skirt. A belt, maybe.
The top was a strip of the same color covering my breasts with a small tear in the middle of them. Around my neck was a necklace made out of seashells which almost covered more of me than my top. And when I had last looked in the mirror, Alice had made my hair in some "sexy" disarray and stuck a Hawaiian looking flower beside my ear.
I almost broke my ankle stumbling out in the clear heals. I looked back to glare at Alice, but the door was closed.
I turned back around to find Jacob, beautiful and shirtless, leaving his sculpted torso bare and glistening. His pants were torn so the ended a little below his knees and had some tears in them, but nothing as revealing as my outfit.
He smiled as he walked closer to me, his big, long, limbs swaying as he walked. "Well aren't we a fashion statement," he laughed.
I couldn't help but laugh back. "Yeah," I agreed, and then stuck my hand out to let it trail down his wet chest. "You're oily," I informed him.
He laughed and grabbed my hand, keeping it in his large, warm one. "Yeah, I know. Apparently they felt the need to oil me up. Make me look sexier or whatever," he rolled his eyes, and I melted at his modesty.
"I'll be right back, Isabella. Can you behave long enough for me to be excused for a few moments?" Edward's normally silky voice sounded a little strained and rough. And for some reason, it was very arousing.
Jacob waved over to where Edward stood in the shadows, "I'm sure we can keep her occupied! See you, Eddie!" he yelled before Edward walked off to a corridor.
I swatted Jacobs arm. He grabbed the firm place I hit him, though I knew it didn't do him any harm. He was so muscular that it probably hurt me more than him. "What?" he asked with a laugh.
"Don't call him that. He's going to be around us a lot, so please don't upset him. He's really a nice guy."
"Yeah, he just screams 'all warm and fuzzy'," Jacob rolled his eyes.
We had been taking pictures for a few moments, the whole while, Alice in the corner, frowning at the wardrobe's choice for me, until finally she couldn't take it.
"STOP! Hold it. I really can't take this anymore," she said, getting off her chair and walking towards me. "Shoes, off, now," she directed and I never wanted to hug her more.
I kicked off the shoes and my feet felt nice sinking into the sand they had brought to the set. She disappeared into the dressing room for a moment and then came back with a swim suit wrap. I smiled at the purple and green sheer wrap as she handed it to me to tie around my waist.
I smiled at her and she nodded her head at her work. "Alright, you may proceed," she told the photographer.
I suddenly felt more comfortable, now that I was sure that certain things were fully covered.
We did a number of different poses, all of them extremely intimate, but with Jacob's little comments as we posed, it was surprisingly more comfortable. They varied from us lying on the ground with his body covering mine, to standing in his embrace. And finally, as we stood there, just flowing naturally from one pose to another, I could see his eyes lock with mine, and the tilt of his head as it came closer.
Our lips met and I was shocked my how incredibly warm they were. So full and soft, so hot against my own, but I knew this was only part of the job for him. He almost made me believe he wanted to kiss me, but then again, that's why he was such a good actor.
I pulled away and stared at him for only a moment, that friendly smile stretching across his face, but my eyes were pulled to a figure just to the right.
Edward.
What did you think? Hmmm? Well I better make this fast cuz I have to go to bed or I'll be punished by a certain someone whom you all know. Starts with an H ends with an N and has AYDE in the middle. If you catch my drift. So, until next time. I love you all. You are really spoiling us with reviews…BUT WE LOVE IT…hehe.
Much love and even more writing,
ashel-13
Do you honestly believe that I would punish her? I mean seriously, she's a big girl… It is almost 1 AM here, so I'm sorry, Friday was once again a little late. Do you all like the length of our chapters? Hm?
We will start with the members of the TGIF Crew in the next chapter, but for now, I have a bit of a sneak peak :D
See you soon,
Hayden
Sneak Peak: EPOV
"I can't believe that you would suspect Jacob, Edward! He has been nothing but nice to you, and you're accusing him of being my stalker. What the hell is wrong with you!?"
God she looked sexy angry. As I tried to shake that thought from my mind, I realized that as she was yelling at me, the sound of the squeaking swing had disappeared.
Jerking my head in the direction of the swing set, I felt my chest tighten with fear. She was gone...
"Libby!"