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I Just Want to Make Love to You

November 1995

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I calmed down after the incident with Mike and just needed to concentrate with my goal. I really needed Leah and Matthew to hit if off so she'd move in. I didn't know how much longer I could afford to live on my own.

I took them to my favorite Mexican restaurant, Paco's Tacos, and it was the best food ever. I sat down and decided I needed one of their delicious margaritas to relieve some stress.

"I think I'm going to order a margarita. Do you want one?" I asked.

"Umm. Sure, why not? One will be fine since we're eating," she replied.

My favorite waiter just walked up to take our order.

"Hola, Chato como estás"

"Bien, bien Bella y tú?" Chato always pronounced my name like Beya, which means beautiful in Spanish.

"Bien gracias, oye queremos empezar con dos margaritas de fresa, por favor. Oh y una Sprite para Matthew," I asked. Don't laugh at my perfect Spanglish.

"Muy bien, ahorita vengo," said Chato as he walked away.

The three of us sat at dinner for the next two hours talking and getting to know each other better. Matthew and Leah hit it off really well. He spoke to her in his Spanish baby talk and she listened attentively. It made me feel much more comfortable with my decision in asking her to be my roommate.

She told me she would give me her decision the moment she passed probation. I was anxious and hoped it worked out for us.

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I went home that night and snuggled with Matthew for a bit on the sofa while he rubbed my ear and we watched television. I loved moments like this with him. He was always so cuddly and loving.

I must have fallen asleep, because next thing I knew, I was talking on the phone.

That happens a lot. I could have a full conversation with someone while I was asleep and not even know it.

"Hello." I said groggily trying to clear my sleep infested brain.

"Amorcito?" Edward asked. I looked to the left, to the right, and finally I looked at the phone. Was he talking to me? I did an inner squeal, because he just called me love. Now that woke me up.

"Yes, Edward. What can I do for you?" He had me acting silly.

"Nada, estaba pensando en ti y te quería saludar," he admitted.

"Um, okay. I miss you too. Thanks for going with me to get my car today, and for breakfast. Matthew and I enjoyed your company," I blurted out.

He chuckled and answered, "You're welcome. What are you doing now?"

"Um, I am lying here with Matthew watching television, but I guess we fell asleep right before you called."

"Oh, do you want me to let you go and we can talk tomorrow?"

I yawned and told him that was fine and that we would speak in the morning.

I got Matthew into his pajamas as I tried not to wake him up and put him in his bed.

Then I got myself ready and climbed into my bed as well. I was exhausted, but could not sleep and all I did was think about Edward and how much I loved him. I had to wonder what his intentions were this time around since Jane was officially out of his life now. At least that is what he had said anyway.

The past few days he had been showing me more affection than he had since before he rejected me the first time. Trusting him was most likely not the smartest thing to do, but when you loved someone, as much as I did, you would put yourself out there as well. If things worked out between us, it would be worth the bit of agony I felt for a while.

The next few weeks passed quickly and Leah passed probation and agreed to move in, which took a huge load off. She had asked to move in this coming Saturday, which was only four days away.

The other big news was Edward and I had been spending a lot of innocent time together. We would hang out at his house and swim in his pool with Matthew or he would come to our house to watch a movie. We hadn't kissed or moved any further physically, but I was happy to have his company. He truly was an all around wonderful person. He was so full of intelligence, wit, and kindness. Not to mention he was the most beautiful man I had ever laid eyes on. He did not have one single flaw to deflect from that beauty. You know when someone is so beautiful, but they open their mouth and they just turn into the most unattractive person ever. Well, that does not apply to Edward he was flawless.

Edward finally asked me on an official date and I was so nervous. Our date was Friday night and I wondered if he would spend the night. He hadn't told me where we were going or what we were going to do, but it didn't matter; I would follow him anywhere. Mike was taking Matthew to his mother's for the weekend and thank goodness, things were quiet on that front again.

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I was getting ready for my date with Edward. I decided on some nice jeans, a pretty, teal-colored blouse and my four-inch heals to match the blouse. He didn't tell me where we were going, but I figured if it were a fancy place, he would have told me so. It was six o'clock and Edward was supposed to pick me up at seven-thirty. I was so hopeful that this would be a new beginning for us, and I tried to think positively that things would go well.

Seven-fifteen rolled around and I heard a knock on the door. I had been ready for over an hour already, so I was happy he was here. I ran to the door and it swung open so fast it hit the wall. I had a huge, cheesy smile on my face and when I looked at Edward standing there, he looked happy, too.

"Hi, you look beautiful." He laughed.

I'm not insulted he laughed, because I would have too. I was staring and I was having a hard time snapping out of it. That was until he asked me if he could come in.

Yeah, hello dumb ass!

"Oh my God, Edward, I am so sorry. Please, come in," I rambled quickly and I blushed ten shades of red.

He was still laughing. I just sighed and I didn't care since he looked like pure heaven. He was wearing some nice slip-on shiny, black leather shoes, nice ass jeans, and a light blue button-down shirt. Absolutely. Delicious.

"Do you want a beer before we go?" I asked.

He looked at his watch and said no, because we had reservations and if we didn't leave we'd be late.

So, he led the way out of the house and I locked up. He opened the car door for me and ran around to his side then slid inside.

We did a bunch of small talk while he drove and I noticed we were going to the Hollywood area.

"Edward, can you tell me where we are going now?" I asked.

He shook his head and just told me to be patient. We drove for a little while longer and then we pulled up to the valet in the parking lot of a fancy looking Mexican restaurant. I noticed the sign that displayed the name of the restaurant, The Gardens of Taxco.

Edward jumped out of the car and ran to my side to help me out. He began to explain that this restaurant specialized in food specifically from Mexico City.

Once we got inside, he told the hostess his name and she seated us. The atmosphere was romantic as it was dimly lit and there were two guys walking around with guitars taking requests to sing at each table. They sang really well and I hoped I would get a chance to request a song.

We settled in and ordered drinks. While we were waiting, I looked at the menu and Edward began to explain that we would be served a six-course meal, but we had to choose our entrée. I chose Shrimp in Mole Poblano and Edward chose the Carne Asada.

We sat close in our small booth and talked while we ate. The singers came by and I asked Edward to request 'No Se Tu' by Luis Miguel. He did and they sang a short version of it and it was great. I was having a great time and I hoped Edward was too.

A couple of hours later, we were finished and Edward asked if I wanted to go dancing at the Mayan. Normally I would have jumped at the offer, but I really just wanted to spend some alone time with him. So I asked him if we could just go back to my place.

On our drive home I started to feel nervous. I didn't think I had a reason to be since we had been together before, but this time it was different. We were both single for all intents and purposes and free to be together. I hoped he would stay over and figured we could watch a movie for a while to wind down.

I reached over to hold Edward's hand and he gladly accepted. He rubbed my fingers and I realized I still felt that electric current whenever he touched me. I felt such a connection with him that I had never felt with anyone before.

Before I knew it, we arrived at my house and once again the gentleman that he was he opened my door.

Once we got inside, I excused myself to get comfortable. I changed into a pair of summer pajama bottoms and a tank top sans undergarments. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth to freshen up a bit.

When I got back to the living room, Edward was just waiting for me on the sofa, looking mighty fine. I offered him a beer and he accepted.

I looked at him and said, "Look for a movie." Then I pointed to the cabinet that had all of the movies in it.

He chose Top Gun then proceeded to tell me it was his favorite movie, and how he had a crush on Kelly McGillis. He was acting a bit shy and looked much too cute for his own good.

We were snuggled together on the sofa watching the movie and I was rubbing small circles on his hand and forearm. My head was on his chest and he had his arm around me. At one point, I looked up at his face and he was looking down at me. I looked down quickly and blushed at getting caught sneaking a peak at him. He quickly lifted my chin back up and looked into my eyes then at my lips, which made me lick them. Next thing I knew, his mouth was on mine and we were kissing, and it was delicious. God, could he kiss!

We were making out like teenagers and I climbed onto his lap, straddling him. His hands went directly to my ass and he squeezed a bit. I placed my hands on his face and then moved them down towards his neck and finally to the nape of his neck. I ran my fingers through his hair and it was so soft.

Edward ran his fingers lightly up my back under my shirt. The soft sensation of his touch sent a shiver down my spine. As his hands went up, he lifted my shirt and I crossed my arms, grabbing the tank top to pull it off. Once I had my shirt off me, I began taking his off. He leaned forward, and helped me pull it off him. My hands instantly went to his glorious chest. I ran my fingers over his pecks and my thumbs skimmed his nipples, causing them to pucker instantly.

He pulled me close to him and began kissing me from my jaw, down my neck then to my clavicle and finally he pushed me back a bit so he could lick my left nipple. I adjusted myself on his lap a bit so I could feel his bulge. I began to rock over it desperate to get some sort of friction. God, it was warm, and I was panting as if I had just run a marathon. I pulled back and began to stand up and he snapped his head up while his eyes were questioning.

I grabbed his hand and led him to my bedroom. I didn't want to do this in the living room again. When we got to my room, I pulled off my pants and climbed onto my bed. I heard him gasp because I didn't have any underwear on. While I sat on the bed, waiting for him, he quickly removed his pants and socks. His beautiful cock sprung up and slapped his stomach. I couldn't stop staring and when I finally looked up, it was with impatience. He was smirking because he knew I like what I saw. I finally pulled on his arm and onto the bed. I straddled him again and I guess he wanted to be in control because he quickly flipped us.

He began by kissing me and then made his way slowly down my body. I felt anxious and needed more as he was still kissing around my hips bones. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, grabbed his head by his hair, and just pushed him down between my legs. He started laughing and I didn't find anything funny about the ache I felt there. I wrapped my legs around his torso and kept my hands on his head. He licked and sucked and I was so worked up already, all it took was him biting and pulling on my clit to throw me over the edge. He hovered over me while I came down from my orgasm and slid right into me. Home. That was all I could think of at that moment, well that and how good he felt. We kissed and touched while we moved in ecstasy together. He was grunting and moaning until he finally came inside me. He collapsed on top of me and I loved feeling his weight covering me.

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We must have fallen asleep because I thought I heard a tapping noise. I must have been dreaming but the sound wouldn't stop. I finally opened my eyes to try and figure out what was going on. I saw Edward curled up next to me with his arm around my torso.

I heard the tap again and realized it was coming from my bedroom window. What in the world could that be? I got up and through my pajama bottoms on and got a t-shirt from the dresser. I walked to the window to look and out and the last person I wanted to see right then was standing there, Mike. There was no way I was opening the window so I just asked what he wanted. He told me he left his asthma medicine here and needed it. I told him to come back in the morning because I was sleeping and he kept coughing and said he was having an attack and needed it. I told him to meet me at the door.

I whispered to Edward that Mike was outside and wanted his medicine. He got up and put his pants on. I went to the bathroom medicine cabinet and got his stupid medicine. When I got to the door, I opened it but the security door was still closed and locked. I contemplated for a second how this would go. I figured I open it a bit give him the medicine and then close the door again. I tried that and as soon as I opened the screen door, he pulled on it and began pushing his way into the house. I grabbed onto the doorframe trying to keep him out but he was just too strong.

He was able to remove my hands from the doorframe and push me all the way inside. I smelt alcohol on him instantly and knew this wasn't good. Drunk Mike was an aggressive Mike. He kept pushing me back and I decided I needed to keep him out so I struggled and tried to push him back. I punched, scratched, and pushed and although it kept him back a bit, he was able to get in more and more. During this whole interaction, I was screaming and asking him what he wanted.

"What the fuck, Bella? Who is here? I know that guy is here. Where is he? Is he in my bed? Did you fuck him?"

That was it he had no right! He couldn't just barge in here demanding to know what I did and whom I had over. Bullshit!

"That is none of your fucking business. In case you have forgotten, we are not together anymore and what I do with my life is not your business. Get the fuck out!" I screamed. I was shaking from nerves and anger.

No matter how much I tried to get him to back out of there, but he was able to press forward and he backed me right into my bedroom.

Edward was in there waiting and he looked torn. Mike pulled me off him and went straight over to Edward. He punched Edward right in the face and I jumped on Mike's back. Edward just stood there with his jaw clenching and his hands fisted.

"Mike stop! I'm calling the cops!"

"Hey, listen I'm not going to fight you. You don't live here anymore and have no say in what Bella does. Just think for a minute, you're just making things worse for yourself," Edward said calmly.

How the fuck was he so calm?

I had the phone up to my ear and heard someone on the other end asking me questions. I began to explain the situation and they said they were sending someone over right away. The police station was close, so that was a good thing.

Mike was still yelling and trying to get Edward to react, but the cops arrived and let themselves in since the door was still wide open. I ran over to them and began to tell them what happened.

They took all of our statements and told me they were taking Mike in for assault and he was completely intoxicated. A female officer looked me over for injuries and asked if I wanted to go to the hospital. They looked over Edward as well and since the lights were on, I saw he had a big black eye. Shit! That was entirely all my fault.

I dragged him into this fucking Jerry Springer situation. That was really going to help our relationship along. I snorted to myself.

Once the police left, I didn't know what to do. I felt uncomfortable and I was sure Edward would want to leave. It was two-thirty in the morning and I just wanted to go back to sleep. So I turned to look at him and asked him to go back to bed. He nodded and grabbed my hand.

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While we were lying in bed, I could hear Edward start to say something and then he would just stop. He did it a couple of times until I finally asked him what was wrong.

He sighed and said, "Bella, I was torn. I wanted to kick Mike's ass not only for coming in here and forcing his way in, but for pushing you around. I just couldn't because all I could think about was that if God willing I'm still around when Matthew is old enough I don't want Mike to ever have anything to use against me. I love you and Matthew so much and I don't ever want to ruin the way he sees me. Mike is his father and I will never be able to compete with that, but if Mike were ever able to say that I hurt him in any way, Matthew would just hate me. I can't have that because I want to be a part of your lives forever."

What did he just say?

He loved me?

He loves us!

He loves me!

"What? You… you love me? You love us? You love me?"

He chuckled, grabbed me to his chest, and hugged me tightly.

"I do, and I guess I just told you, huh?" he replied while peppering kisses all over my face.

"And you want to be with us forever? I mean… how… when?" I couldn't complete a thought. I just had so many things running through my mind.

"Yes, Bella. We have a lot of things to talk about and I want to tell you everything, but it's late and we should go to sleep."

I burrowed myself into his embrace and fell back to sleep. I dreamt of what my life would finally be like with Edward in it. I couldn't believe he told me he loved me. Then I remembered I didn't tell him how much I loved him.

"Edward, I love you, too," I whispered.

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