AN: Let me start by saying, "Hello, and welcome to all my new readers and reviewers!" I´m awed by you guys going back and leaving me reviews. You guys RAWK!
Just to refresh your memories, the story started with Edward and Bella living together in Forks. Remember he´s leave, teaching online classes until she graduates. I would never send a 16yr old home to live by herself. A sexy older man maybe, but not by herself! Hehe...
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DISCLAMER: I OWN NUTHIN!
That´s What Little Girls Are Made Of...
Chapter Eighty-Seven
Present day...
BPOV
On my way to the kitchen to make dinner, I paused, stopping just outside Edward´s door.
Placing my hand against the cool wood, I leaned in, drawn to the man on the other side. My ear was just a hairsbreadth away from molding itself to the door. It would take barely any movement at all for my body to connect with its intended target.
Freezing, I debated with myself internally.
Am I really considering this?
Bella, this is wrong, an invasion of Edward´s privacy!
No it´s not! Don´t over think it, just do it!
Eavesdropping, Bella, really? What would Edward think if he caught you outside his door invading his privacy?
He´d think you were interested, now put your fucking ear to the door before we get caught!
For a split second, I actually considered it. "Grrr..." I growled quietly in frustration. "Fucking conscience! Why the hell did it always have to be right?" Balling my hand into a fist, I snatched it back from the door as if the damn thing was on fire.
Just as I reached the landing, I could have sworn that I heard moaning coming from inside Edward´s room.
Oh my God!
Was he doing what I thought he was doing?
Christ this was wrong on so many different levels.
My enjoying it that is.
The thought of Edward with his well-endowed cock in his hand, stroking, squeezing, and pulling for the express purpose of pleasuring himself carnally, had my panties on the verge of disintegrating.
What?
I´m a fucking girl and I´ve got eyes; I´ve looked goddamn it!
Sue me!
I´ve seen and felt the evidence of his morning wood, although, it was only in the most innocent of ways.
Get your fucking heads out of the gutter people!
But, right now, my thoughts were far from innocent.
They were all kinds of dirty.
Shit, the image I was currently conjuring up in my head right now, was so hot, it had me on the edge of spontaneously combusting!
I could only imagine how much better the vision would be if I were seeing the real thing, up close and personal.
Ooo...Swan, you´re such a nasty girl! My inner-slut teased.
God, I´m such a fucking pervert!
Frustrated, and horny, I stomped my way to the kitchen. Opening Esme´s recipe box, I sighed wistfully as I decided what to make for dinner. Thinking of her was like having a bucket of cold water dumped on me.
Even after almost a year, I still missed her and Carlisle like crazy. Though the pain had quieted to a dull ache, it was still there.
After Edward and I returned to Forks, so I could finish my senior year of high school, he hired a private team of investigators to go over every inch of the TSA´s report, and to scour the area from top to bottom.
For weeks we agonized over the fact that maybe, just maybe they were still alive and lost in the woods somewhere.
It was that tiny shred of hope that kept us from having a memorial service and declaring them legally dead.
Each day that passed, made the chances of finding them alive slimmer and slimmer. Between the weather and the vast amount of wild animals, there was no way that they were still alive. After months of turning up nothing, Edward and I decided to call off the search. We were planning a memorial this summer in Chicago and another one here in Forks before we leave.
I was not looking forward to either.
Despite the constant support and love of Emmett, Rose, Jasper, and Alice, not-to-mention Aro and his family, Edward and I still felt the loss of our parents. It was a shared burden that we would carry for the rest of our lives.
In the beginning, the gang came back to Forks with us. Putting their lives on hold for months at a time, just to make sure that Edward and I were okay, it touched me more than they would ever know. I was closer to my pseudo sisters and brothers than ever.
When they all returned to Chicago, it hit me harder than I thought possible. But, little by little, things went back to normal.
Well, as normal as they could after losing people you loved.
Well...what´d ya think? Personally, I want a peek on the other side of Edward´s bedroom door. Just saying! Okay, you know what I like, lots and lots of love when I wake-up in the morning! See you guys tomorrow!
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