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"Edward?"
Edward turns his head at the sound of his name, but more than that, the long-lost familiarity of the softened d and voluptuous double-u, and the rolled r softened by English but still a hint of the exotic. It had been years since he spoke to Bella, not since she last sent him a text message, encouraging him to invite her over for a dip in his hot tub. The text to which he had regretfully responded that he was in a relationship but sometimes got tempted. She never responded after that, and shame heated his face, but only briefly. That is, until she came into full view and he could take her in, top to toe- then, something else entirely could be blamed for his increased blood flow. She looked good.
"Edward, what are you doing here? This is my part of the city," Bella said- annoyed that he had discovered the dive that was New Moon, a favorite place to take new friends, just to see their distaste evolve to joy the more they drank. But as she watched him take her in, the familiar thrill of him wanting her spread from her center to her limbs. Emboldened, she added a bit more sway to her hips, hoping she didn't look like a fool, as she climbed onto the barstool next to him.
"Well, seeing that I bought a place just a few blocks away, I guess it's my part too…" he replied, taking stock of the changes in her face: high cheekbones, unchanged but sharper and more refined, her slender nose leading to a full upper lip with its pronounced Cupid bow, reminding him of the time years ago when he fixated on that same spot, him trying not to come as she "experimented with trying to dull her gag reflex" as she encouraged him to thrust deeper into her mouth. She smiled, and he lost his train of thought- "I've never seen you here before," she said, staring him in the eyes with purpose and amusement like she knew exactly what he was thinking of.
Being intent in the present, Edward offered a condescending smile. "I don't usually make it a habit of hanging out in bars on a Tuesday afternoon." She rolled her eyes, remembering how judgmental he could be, but rather than shrinking from it like the old days, "well, I guess you got me there… I probably shouldn't tell you then that today is Tinder date Tuesday for me, and I'm going to need you to leave when he shows up. I can't spit game if there's a creepy old man I used to know watching me from across the bar."
"Old man?! Since when is 30 old?"
"It's not, but these greying temples might say otherwise," she says, reaching out to touch said temples, running her hand down the side of his neck, blaming her lack of boundaries on muscle memory.
He grunted his disagreement, biting the inside of his cheek, wishing it was some part of her- any part- between his teeth instead.
"Oh stop, you know it's sexy," she finished with a pat to his cheek.
It was his turn to roll his eyes " so tinder, huh?" He asked, raising a brow in her direction.
Shrugging and unaffected, "that's the way things are now. If you weren't with what's her name, I'd recommend you try it, but whatever. I've had fun. Met some great people and some not so great.."
"Stop. I hate it. I miss meeting and getting to know people the old way. And I'm not with Maggie anymore, by the way. Even still, I'd rather be alone than download that shit."
"See, you are an old man!" She squealed with joy, "so you still prefer picking up barely legal girls at house parties then?" She said, looking over his shoulder smiling. Christ, he forgot how gorgeous she was when she smiled…
"Only you," he said.
Her eyes snapped back to him, going from intense to curious. She waited for a beat "my date's here. I gotta go, but it was nice- maybe I'll see around again sometime."
With a hand on his bicep as she hurried off the stool to meet her "date," he watched her walk away without turning to look back.
"Fuck me."
Obligatory AN:
Hi- if you've found this story and made it this far! I feel like I should warn you, these characters have been in my head for some time, and the outline only exists in my head- so we're on this ride together along with my notes app. I am a long-time reader and first-time poster- please leave reviews/critiques/tips on managing curly hair. Oh, and Fic recs!
P.S. sorry for typos or weird formatting, like I said- this is a notes app project D;
