Merry Christmas all,
I hope you are all having a beautiful, blessed day. I just wanted to extend my best wishes to everyone.
Here's a small preview of the next chapter as a Christmas present:
"Your… your what?" Rosalie stammered out.
I sighed loudly.
"You heard me right, Rose: Edward is my professor."
Against all odds, she burst out laughing. How could she laugh in a moment like this? I was on the verge of depression here!
"You mean you slept with your professor? Oh Bella, I promise to never call you Prude Bella again! I'm so impressed. Soon, the student will have surpassed the master."
"Rose… Honestly, if I'd slept with Edward, I think I would remember, don't you?" I asked, trying to convince myself more than her.
I refused to believe that such a perfect creature could have touched me, and I didn't remember. No. if those hands had caressed me, if those lips had kissed mine, if that gaze had set me aflame, if his curves had melted into mine, if those hips had…
Urrhg, stop!
Bella, you're such a sex maniac! He's your professor, get it?! Your PROFESSOR! And if something did happen between the two of you, it's a serious problem! It is NOT exciting, damn it!
The rational Bella was right: I had to remove those thoughts from my mind and regain my senses.
I couldn't have lost my virginity to Edward. He had probably just put me on my bed and left. I must have been exhausted from all that drinking and dancing. That's it. Nothing happened.
But then, what was I doing in my underwear?
I thought for a moment…
Alice could probably tell me whether or not I was still dressed when she returned to our room after Edward left.
"Alice? When did you get home?"
My roommate blushed profusely all of a sudden. Damn it. She couldn't have…
Happy holidays to you and yours.
Until the next update, hopefully before the end of the year :)
Oh, and things are about to become M-rated... FYI