A/N: I own nothing but the plot….ENJOY! Sorry for the long wait. I'll be updated like two chapters really soon. I'm writing 11 right now.
Chapter 9
We got out to his car. I laughed at myself and mumbled, "Stupid Shinny Volvo Owner." Edward got to my side of the car and asked, "Do you honestly hate my car that much?" He looked into my eyes and leaned down and said, "Just because someone's car can't go over 60 mph doesn't mean you have to insult my poor car."
"Don't worry love; it was more of a memory coming back from way back when." He smiled and kissed my forehead. "I've missed your car." He gave me a crooked smile. "Do you remember when I offered to get you a car?" he said as we started driving down the road. "I do. I actually was thinking how if I had let you get me a car I would have something to remember you and have you with me." I can't believe I just admitted all that to him. I blushed probably the brightest I have in a long time.
"Love," I looked up and we were in the movie theater parking lot. He looked at me and said, "you have my heart forever." I smiled and he gave me a kiss that lingered. It lingered till he got around the car and gave me another kiss. "So, how about One Missed Call?" I looked at him with fear.
"I hate scary movies…"
"Hummm," he mused as he quickly finished. "It seems I'm going to have to tamper with your memory."
Before I could react, he pulled me to lean on his car. "Tamper with my memory?" I asked nervously.
"Something like that." He was watching me intently, carefully, but there was humor deep in his eyes. He placed his hand against his car on either side of me. He leaned in even closer, his face inches from mine I had no room to escape.
"Now," He breathed and just his smell disturbed my though process, "What exactly are you worrying about?"
"Well, um screaming zombies-" I gulped "-and people dying. And then getting sick."
He fought back a smile. Then he bent his head down and touched his cold lips softly to the hollow at the base of my throat.
"Are you still worried now?" He murmured against my skin.
"Yes." I struggled to concentrate. "About screaming zombies and getting sick."
His nose drew a line up the skin of my throat to the point of my chin. His cold breath tickled my skin. "And now?" His lips whispered against my jaw. "Zombies," I gasped.
He lifted his face to kiss my eyelids. "Bella, you don't think I would let any zombies hurt you?" "No, but they scream really loud." There was no confidence in my voice. He smelled an easy victory. He kissed slowly down my cheek, stopping just at the corner of my mouth.
"I'll cover your ears." His lips brushed against my trembling lower lip. "Ok," I breathed. I knew there was a second part to my brilliant defense, but I couldn't quite call it back. "You see," he said, his lips moving against mine. "There's nothing to be afraid of, is there?" "No," I sighed, giving up.
Then he took my face in his hands almost roughly, and kissed me in earnest, his unyielding lips moving against mine. My arms reached up to twine tightly around his neck, and I was suddenly welded to his figure. I sighed, and my lips parted. He let him tongue slide in and we stayed like that leaning on his car for what seemed only a minute.
"Ok, we'll need to do this later. We'll miss the movie." I looked at him sadly. "Why can't we just go somewhere quite?" "But, I want to see this movie." He gave me puppy dog eyes and I sighed and said, "Ok."
He got me again! Stupid dazzling. We got out tickets out front and I told him, "I'm going to laugh when one day you try to dazzle someone and it doesn't work. " He looked at me and kissed the hand he was holding. "Ye, of little faith." He chuckled at my expression from his words.
We were next in line to get tickets. Edward said, "two for One Missed Call. " Unfortunately he un-entwined our fingers to get money out which made me sad. He felt my mood change and looked at me to see that I was looking at my hand with a put. He chuckled and got the money out quickly getting back to my hand as soon as possible.
"Here you go…hope you enjoy the show…I guess."
That voice! I looked up at the only employee to have Edward stiffen next to me. I looked straight into the eyes of the one person who could ruin a night with Edward…other than Mike Newton.
A/N: hummm wonder who the employee is?? I'll post soon.