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This is a small filler chapter in which Edward fianlly does soemthing to bring himself and T back on track. Hope you guys aprove. If you don't, let me know, of course !
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Moonlight streamed past the long windows and flooded into the room as the clouds barring the moon shifted to allow it some room to shine.
I groaned and turned over, trying to maintain my sleepy haze and not wake up completely, reaching up for one of Edward's cloudlike pillows to cover my eyes with.
After The small talk with Jasper, Alice had immediately announced that I'll be coming home with them and that all the needful with Charlie would be taken care of by her. I still don't know how she did it, but he agreed, letting me spend the night at the Cullen's.
Alice had sat me down in her lavish bathroom and gave me a scalp massage with one of those expensive oils that apparently 'did nothing to enhance us, might as well use it on you' – not that I was complaining.
Of course she had an ulterior motive as she started to tell me exactly what J. Jenks was.
"I saw what you and Jasper were talking about," she said suddenly, her fingers rubbing in lavender oils in my hair. "You don't say," I muttered, my eyes closed.
"Unlike Edward, I wasn't actually doing it. I just saw the decision he made of involving me. So, it wasn't even actually you I was seeing." She defended immediately.
"I don't blame you. You have saved my life a lot of times." I said.
Ok, maybe part of that was sarcasm and part of that was true. I knew with my tendency of trying to take on trouble by myself, I worried them enough to have Alice keep an eye on me at all times. Even though, I was never all that thrilled about the idea of having a 24/7 private eye on me but I would rather take Alice than Edward and his natural over protectiveness hovering over my head.
"Did Stephanie Meyer say what he did in her books?" She asked.
"He's a counterfeiter." I said.
"Yes, well, if you don't mind me asking, why would you need a counterfeiter? Are you planning on running?" she asked. Her voice was totally bland but I could tell her inflection was towards genuine concern.
"You're not getting rid of me that easily, Al. I just need to ask him about Sorenson." I said.
Her fingers stilled.
"The librarian…is dead," she said.
"I don't think he is." I said simply.
"Why not…?" she asked, her finger still digging into my hair, as she stared at me in the mirror
"I don't really know, it's just a hunch," I shrugged.
"You want to visit a possible small time criminal for a hunch?" Alice asked and this time her voice bewildered. I shrugged again and heard her sigh.
"I sometimes feel jealous of Edward that he can read that crazy mind of yours."
"Aww, don't worry, Alice, he's not allowed in here." I rapped my knuckles against my forehead.
I buried my head into the pillow, trying to fall asleep again.
I was comfortable, too comfortable. The mattress of Edward's bed was softer and his sheets were so silky you could slip off of them with warm blankets and duvet. Plus, he was always just at arm's reach, ready to be curled into, his body warmth close by.
I gave up, violently rolling over to my side and my flailing hands hit something hard when I realized why I couldn't fall back asleep. My body had recognized it wasn't alone in the bed.
For a split second I froze before throwing another hand towards the person's direction trying to understand if it was Alice or Rosalie.
My wrist was immediately caught though, the grip larger and more familiar. Light fingers brushed against my pulse then slid between mine, holding it down on the pillow as the person turned around to face me. The clouds had long since closed off the moon
"I'm sorry for waking up." Edward said, softly.
I sighed immediately at his voice, polished velvet fluttering over my skin.
I waited to see if he would say anything more for a second before sliding my body closer to his, my fingers winding around his neck as I pressed my lips across his throat at his pulse.
He sighed again, tilting his head to press his lips to mine for a second, hand pulling me to his chest.
"I'm glad you came back, I missed you." I whispered in his cheek and felt him smile into my neck. "I was a little apprehensive to be honest. I thought you would be angry that I asked Rosalie and Alice to keep an eye on you for me."
"I wasn't angry…just a little maybe but I'm too tired to work up to it right now." I said.
"I'll wait if you'd like." He offered and I smacked his arm, making him chuckle gently.
"I know." I said a little sourly. Sometimes his gentlemanliness made me feel a little irritated, something I was sure he could feel from my mind.
He rolled over me gently, holding his weight lightly on top so I wouldn't feel it.
"I'm wondering if I should bring up your wrath early, and if it would make you feel easier to sleep through the night."
"If you do, you're sleeping on the couch likely." I muttered.
"You'd kick me out?" he whispered, his lips hovering over mine for a split second before pressing down firmly, his tongue tracing my upper lip.
"You're trying to distract me," I said, grinning up at him as he frowned down at me. "I'm failing to, that's for sure." He murmured while I shrugged, reaching up to grip his shoulders. "As much as we've fought, I actually don't mind you trying to distract me sometimes." I reminded him and his entire body tensed, not even moving when I raised my head to kiss him myself, deepening in to coax his mouth open.
He pulled away gently, palms flat on my ribs as he stared at me with the same fire that blazed in his eyes when we occasionally got carried away.
"Who's trying to distract who now?" he asked severely and I pouted. "Did what I said just go in one ear and out the other?" I asked equally as sternly.
"Tulika, I want to talk to you about something." He said.
I narrowed my eyes at him and tilted my head.
"Do you have any plans to go to La Push in the future without having Stephen to sneak you away?" he asked.
"Even if I did -," I began but he shook his head. "Because I wouldn't mind, I have been thinking when I was hunting and I know you and Jacob are just friends and I have no right to push and pull at you like you're my property and I have been treating you like my property lately. I just…I am so scared of what might happen to you…but if this is driving a wedge between us I want you to know I will gladly let it go. I just don't want to lose you." He said quickly in one breath, so fast that I had to struggle to keep up.
"Are you…saying that you don't mind me seeing Jacob anymore?" I asked, trying to appear calm and not suspicious. Did he have some ulterior motive for this or did he mean it and was just jealous and anxious for my well-being and safely.
"I promise you I do not have any troubles with you seeing him anymore…just as long as he keeps his hands to himself and you are safe at all times." He said.
Without thinking I pushed myself towards him, our lips meeting in a searing kiss.
This time he didn't resist, his own hands gripping and grabbing at me as he pressed me down further into his mattress, his fingers digging into my hips as I wrapped my legs around his legs.
His lips travelled over my chin to lightly suck on my neck as I giggled. "I'm glad you're over your jealousy." I teased, leading him to let out a guttural growl, deep in his throat.
"You're one to talk; I have seen you get jealous too." He retorted.
"Of Tanya?" I scoffed and he immediately grinned.
"I never mentioned a name, sweetheart." He said.
"I have read the books, jerk. Besides I doubt any other female would ever show any interest." I muttered.
"Says the girl who's lying under me in my bed," he laughed openly making me gasp and hit his chest.
"Forgive me," he chortled, "I just find it rather hilarious when you – with all your glory – get jealous…and very cute." He said.
"Well, excuse me getting a little insecure." I said, turning around to my side so my back was to him as I crossed my arms over my chest.
"I'm not much to look at."
"To me, darling, you are glorious as the sun itself." I heard him say from behind me and I rolled my eyes.
"I never said I'm not beautiful. I just never said I'm as beautiful as a vampire." I reminded him and he grinned again at my admittedly childish behavior before pulling me closer to him, planting a kiss on my cheek.
"Sleep, my love."
And there it is!
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