The Writer and the Witch
Chapter 11
Revelations
Summary: Bella, along with Alice and Rosalie, have moved from their home town of Salem, MA to Houston Texas, have bought a new home, and are starting new businesses - both for money and for fun. Edward Cullen, the Writer, was raised in the house the trio of sisters have purchased. Wonder what mischief they can manage to get themselves into?
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer started it all for us. What the characters do here, is all mine.
A/N
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Chapter 11
Revelations
Previously: from chapter 9
Alice, Jasper, Rosalie and Emmett were standing around the dining room table, waiting for Bella and Edward to come back inside. When the sisters heard the screen door from the back into the kitchen shut they came to help Bella bring the food to the table. The men offered to help but Bella told them to just take a seat and relax. "We have this."
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The sisters were giggling about that when they brought the food into the dining room making the men look at them strangely for a moment or two.
The meal was a success and surprisingly there were leftovers. Emmett didn't eat both roasts as anticipated.
They all helped to clear the table when everyone was finished.
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By this time, the essential oils were starting to drip into the other copper containers Bella had left hanging from the spout, and she had to monitor the progress. This gave Edward a chance to study Bella's face. He truly liked what he saw.
There was no pretension about her. He figured her jeans came from Target as well as the shirt. It was humorous too, that by the end of the meal, Bella had taken off her shoes, and was padding around the kitchen barefooted. Edward leaned against the doorway closest to the stoves that Bella was working with and just watched her move.
Her face was clean with no hint of makeup.
She had the cutest freckles going across the bridge of her nose and a very natural looking pink hue to her lips.
Her lips.
They were full and almost pouty. He could just imagine what it would feel like to have those lips holding his dick...no mustn't go there.
Not yet.
Too soon.
But...
He could remember that dream he'd had about being in the shower with her...that would have to happen, though the fantasy couldn't possibly be as good as the reality.
Alice and Jasper disappeared soon after dinner was done. Bella and Rosalie knew what Alice was doing however.
Emmett asked Rosalie if she'd like to go for a drive with him, leaving Bella and Edward alone in the house for all intents and purposes.
"Since we've been left on our own, would you like to go sit out on the screened in porch off the kitchen and drink our wine?" Bella asked Edward. She was leaning against the doorway holding the two empty glasses and the bottle of wine.
"Sure, sounds like a plan," Edward smiled at Bella.
Bella pushed the screen door open with her hip and walked through pausing briefly to allow Edward to catch the door so it wouldn't slam shut when he was through it. He stood there waiting for the door to close soundlessly, and followed Bella to the wicker table and chairs. He sat down in a chair next to Bella and got himself comfortable then waited.
Bella looked at Edward. "What would you like to talk about?"
Edward reached for the wine bottle and corkscrew to open it. After he completed the task, he reached for the glasses and filled each about half full. He sat the bottle down and just looked at Bella. Drinking in how the night's semi darkness made her look.
Nothing was changed about her. She was still beautiful...almost achingly so.
He answered, "You. I want to know more about you," He saw Bella was about to reply when he decided he needed to qualify his request. "Other than you are one of three sisters who recently moved to Houston from Salem and have leased to buy this house from me. These things I know. I want to know about you." He finished and looked expectantly at Bella.
Smiling Bella took a sip of her wine thinking, he's good, and sat the glass down and looked Edward squarely in the eyes. "Okay. Ask me questions and I'll answer them to the best of my abilities."
Now it was Edward's turn to smile at her.
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The moon had risen high into the sky. High thin clouds drifted lazily across it. The crickets and geckos were chirping in the darkness calling to each other and somewhere there was a lone tree frog calling for a mate. The air was humid and hot, but Edward couldn't remember when he'd felt more comfortable in this house.
It must be Bella's presence.
He felt very strange around her...almost like floating but still having both feet on the ground.
Light.
Free from problems...he just couldn't put his finger on what it was he was feeling.
Edward had questioned Bella for about an hour straight and received what he felt had been true answers.
She'd gone to college and received a MA in English with a minor in Anthropology.
No, there'd been no steady boyfriend in college.
No she'd never been engaged or married.
Yes she'd love to have children - someday.
Her parents had both died in a tragic accident when she was younger.
Yes she was the baby of the family and yes, she loved her sisters a great deal.
She even admitted that she also liked her sisters - most of the time.
Edward wondered why Bella hadn't asked him questions about himself, then thought that she just wasn't that much into him - yet. That will change. She is the one for him.
Edward stood up facing Bella and looked down at her.
He reached his hands out.
Smiling, Bella placed her hands into his. He pulled her up to him, flush with his body. She looked up into his eyes, and felt herself fall, only to be caught.
"Edward...?"
"Shhhh, I've got you." Edward spoke into her hair.
Standing pressed against him as she was, Bella felt a little overpowered, though she knew he was not able to actually do that. She could always break away; could free herself from his arms, but she didn't want to.
She missed the close contact of having a lover. She'd denied herself one for so many years. There was always so much pain involved when she had to move on. They were never able to stay more than ten years at a time in anyone place. Much beyond that amount of time and people began to remark on how young the three of them looked, and how amazing that was. It must be the products that they made and sold.
Bella tilted her head back, looking up into Edward's face. He bent down and pressed his lips to her forehead and trailed small kisses down the side of her face whispering between kisses, "Bella," kiss kiss. "You," kiss kiss. "Are the most," kiss kiss. "Unusual and exciting woman," kiss kiss. "I've ever known." These last words spoken just before his mouth found hers.
All sound stopped and there seemed to be a brilliant flash of light. The world seemed to tilt, then righted itself once more. Bella answered Edward's kiss with all the passion that had lain dormant for the last one hundred years.
When the kiss ended, Bella took one of Edward's hands and led him back into the house and into her bedroom. Edward recognized it as having been his parents bedroom years ago. He'd had some very sweet memories of this room, however, Bella had redecorated it to reflect herself. Nothing of how it was as his parent's remained. It was all Bella now.
The bed was the center of attraction with a huge three shelf bookcase headboard that had hidden halogen lighting at the very top acting as spot lights for whatever nicknack Bella wanted to put in that space. He took the wood for oak in the dim lighting. There was a no nonsense duvet with some throw pillows on it. To the left of the bed in front of the windows were two over stuffed chairs that contrasted the duvet that was on the bed. He remembered the room being a little larger, but he figured it was because he'd been so young when he'd lived here.
The Swan Sisters had made this house, his old house, theirs. He knew the moment he saw her bedroom, that Bella would be buying the house outright at the end of the first six months; that she'd be staying and would be in his life.
Bella continued to lead Edward into her room, but not toward the bed. Instead she lead him into the en-suite. When she turned the light on Edward gasped.
It was the shower he'd dreamed about.
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A/N: My undying thanks to my Beta JoanOfArt; buggins74, AnakinsRealMom, and Gabby1017 who pre-read for me. Wouldn't be able to do this without you! I have a great team helping me bring this weirdness.