7. Time Together
Once Jacob left, I went inside. Charlie was sitting on the couch in the living room waiting for me.
"What did Jacob want?" he asked.
"I don't really know. We just went for a walk in the woods and talked about things."
"Oh. Okay then."
Charlie got up and went to the kitchen. He got a glass out of the cupboard and poured some milk into it. Once he left, I got out a pot and put some water on to boil. After that, I went upstairs. I grabbed my pajamas and went into the bathroom. I started the water for the shower. I didn't know if I could wash the smell of werewolf off of me but I had to try. If Edward came over tonight, he wouldn't be able to even stand the way the smell. I got in and washed my hair and then took the soap and started to clean myself off. After I got done, I turned the water off and got out. I dried myself off and put my pajamas on. I brushed my hair and went downstairs to put the noodles in. Once I did that, I sat at the kitchen table waiting for it to get done. I remember the old expression, "Watching water doesn't make it boil faster," or something like that. I looked down at my hand with the ring on it and wondered why Charlie or Jacob hadn't asked about it. I decided that the saying was true and went upstairs to my room. I lay down on my bed and took the pillow and put over my head. I lay down for about five minutes and got up and went downstairs to check on the noodles. I stirred the noodles around a bit and sat back down. Ten minutes had passed so far since Jacob left. It felt like time stood still now that I was a vampire. While I was sitting there waiting for the noodles to get done, a thought hit me. Why hadn't Charlie noticed the difference in appearance like Jacob had? Was he that clueless? Or was it just that he was never really home that much to notice anything?
"That smells delicious," Charlie said as he walked into the kitchen, interrupting my thinking. "What kind of noodles are they?"
"They're cheddar and garlic noodles. Mom used to make them all the time. She said they were your favorite noodles."
"Yes, they were. I haven't had any of those though, since your mother moved out."
We stared at each other for a moment when I looked away. I got up and went over to the stove. The noodles were almost done so I stirred them again and turned to face Charlie.
"The noodles will be ready in five minutes," I stated. Charlie looked at me and smiled. He turned and walked back into the living room. I wonder if he would notice my sudden resist to eat now for the next five months. He'd probably think that I'm anorexic. The noodles finished and I put some on a plate for Charlie. He came into the kitchen and sat down in his chair. I gave him his plate and started to walk upstairs.
"Bella? Aren't you going to eat?"
"Not right now. Edward and his family took me out for dinner about an hour ago. I might eat something later, though." He shrugged his shoulders and turned back around to eat his food. I went upstairs to my room. When I got there, Edward was sitting in the rocking chair in the corner.
"How's your night going?" his beautiful velvet voice asked.
"Fine, I guess."
"What did Jacob want?" he asked with anger in his voice.
"He just wanted to tell me goodbye. He told me that we couldn't see each other again. He told me that I was an idiot for becoming a vampire. I could hear a growl grow in Edward's chest. I ignored it. I went to sit on his lap. He welcomed me with opened arms. I leaned my head against his chest and he put his head on top of my head. We stayed that way for a moment or two.
"Edward?" I asked in a curious voice. "Why didn't Charlie notice all the changes that have happened to me? And why didn't either of them-Charlie or Jacob-notice the ring on my finger?"
"Well I can tell why Charlie didn't notice the changes. But I can't tell you why neither of them noticed the ring. Charlie didn't notice the changes in you because he's never had a teenage daughter before. He probably thinks that all these changes are natural as you get older. And plus, he's never really been the type to notice things much has he?"
"I guess you're right. My mom told me that Charlie never really noticed any of the changes that she went through. He just loved her for who she was and never really cared about looks or anything like that."
I got up off Edward's lap and pulled him over to my bed. We both sat there for an immeasurable amount of time. I looked over at Edward and took his face in my hands and he did the same. We both kissed each other passionately. I started to lie down on the bed and did the same. We never stopped kissing while we did this. Once we had lied down, Edward rolled over and put me on top of his chest. I sat there and looked down at him with loving eyes. He was staring up at me with the same loving eyes. I went to lean down and kiss his neck when he went to stop me. I sat up immediately.
"Didn't you say that I got some say in this later?" I asked.
"Yes I did," he sighed. He put his hand up behind his head and laid there looking at me. I finally leaned over again and went to kiss his neck. My cold hard lips pressed to his muscular neck. I started to kiss him all over his neck and face. He had closed his eyes when I went to kiss him. While I was kissing him, he groaned.
"Am I hurting you?" I asked in a teasing voice.
He opened his eyes and looked up at me. "No. Hurting me is the last thing you're doing to me. It feels so good when you do that. I had this stupid thought that when I changed you, it just wouldn't feel as good as it did before. But I was wrong and right. It doesn't feel as good, it feels better. Better than you'll ever imagine."
I smiled at him and he sat up a little on the bed; I was still on top of his chest. He unbuttoned a couple of buttons on his shirt and lay back down. He put his hands back up behind his head and closed his eyes again. I started to kiss him again. I would actually trace my fingers and lips around his neck and lips just to hear him groan. After awhile, I started laughing. He opened his eyes.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"I love to hear you groan."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I just do."
"Well I like you kissing me. So as long as you keep kissing me, I'll keep groaning," he said in a soft teasing voice.
"I like that idea," I said.
I agreed to his terms and proceeded kissing him again. There were even some times that I would move my hands down his side and move them back up his chest under his shirt. He really groaned at that. I could see every time I did that, that he was holding back from not grabbing me up and doing God knows what to me. I was curious though as to what he was holding back. I decided that I wanted to see. I started kissing him again and made my way up to his ear. I whispered in his ear.
"Let me see what you're holding back." As I said that, my hand moved down his side. He twitched a little. I whispered again, "Come on. Don't hold back. You know you want to." He twitched again. I moved my hand under his shirt and started to slide my hand up his chest. I only got about half way when he opened his eyes and grabbed my hand from under his shirt. We both stared at each other as if trying to find words. Finally, he spoke.
"Do you really want to see what I can do?" he asked.
I shook my head. "I'm sure it's not bad."
"Well that depends on how you want to take bad." He got up and pulled me to the window. "Come with me if you want to see." I looked at him with curious eyes but I decided to listen to him. I followed him out the window. We jumped down and landed on our feet and started to run in the direction of the woods. When we reached about middle ways of the woods, we stopped. Edward turned to face me. He grabbed my face with his hands and stared into my eyes.
"Are you going to show me now?" I asked.
"Bella, you're really making this hard for me. You're making it so that I can't say no."
"Well what if I don't want you to say no?"
"You're asking for trouble. You don't know what you're getting yourself into."
"I'm sure I can handle it. If not, I'm sure Alice will be here to save me," I said, teasingly.
"Alright, but say I didn't warn you."
"I promise I won't."
He lied down on the grass and put me on top of him again. "Now continue from where you left off," he said. "Better yet, why don't you start from the beginning?"
I listened to him and started to lean down and kiss his neck. While I was doing that, my hand started to trace his body; down his side and up the inside of his shirt. I saw him cringe a little. I leaned down to his ear.
"You said you wouldn't hold back. Now let's see what you've got."
I looked down at his chest and started to undo a couple more buttons. When I did that, I started to kiss him again. This time, he didn't hold back. He pulled his eyes open and grabbed me up and pushed me against a nearby tree. He started to kiss me fiercely, as I did him. I entangled my long fingers in his tousled hair as he did mine. I couldn't help but breathe in his scent. He pulled back for a brief moment and whispered something.
"You asked for it, and now you got it."
He leaned back in and started to kiss me fiercely again. He kissed me for only a moment and pulled back again. I think he was planning on doing something, but I wouldn't let him. I pulled his perfect lips back to mine and continued kissing him. He finally pulled himself away.
"You said you wanted to see what I've got. Well, you can't see it all when you just keep kissing me."
"What more is there?" I asked in an almost exasperated voice.
"If you'd let me pull away, I can show you."
I sighed. I didn't want to let Edward go, but I was also curious about what else he had in store for me.
"Now that's better. Now I can continue?" he asked; this being more of a question.
I shook my head. He looked down at me; into my eyes.
"Now I know this is going to be rather tough, but do you think you can resist pulling me closer for just one minute?"
I shook my head.
"Thank you." He started to kiss me passionately, trying to duplicate what he was doing before, and failing miserably. I let it pass though. He got done kissing me and pulled away.
"Are you ready, now?" he asked.
I shook my head.
"Alright." He walked back a few steps and looked at me. He sighed and smiled his crooked smile. Then he started to unbutton the rest of the buttons on his shirt. I stopped breathing completely. Was he going to do, what I thought he was going to do? After he unbuttoned all the buttons, he just let his shirt hang open and walked back over to me. He started to kiss me passionately again and after awhile, my hands, uncontrollably, started to move to his shirt. I slid the shirt off his broad shoulders and let it fall to the ground. We never broke our kissing. Once his shirt slid to the ground, my hands started to trace his muscular chest. I heard him groan while we were kissing; while my hand was tracing his bare chest. I mumbled something, but I'll bet he heard me.
"What are you groaning about?"
"I love what you're doing. I wish you could keep doing that forever."
"I wish you would keep kissing me like this forever."
"As long as you keep doing that though, I'll be getting closer to showing you what I'm really capable of."
"I'd like that. But are you talking about what I think you're talking about?"
He thought about my confusing question for a brief moment and said, "Well what do you think I'm talking about?"
"I'm too embarrassed to tell you."
"Oh come on."
"I can't. You might get mad."
"I promise I won't get mad."
I sighed. I knew no matter what I did, I could never say no to his velvet voice. I couldn't make my voice say the word. But he looked down at me, so I'm sure he saw me mouth the word.
"Bella? Is that what you want? Do you really mean that?"
"Well, you made it seem that way. I just figured..."
"Do you really want to do that?" he asked curious.
"Do you?"
"I don't know. I've never done this before."
"Neither have I."
"Do you want to...do you want to try?" he asked in a worried voice.
"Do you?" I asked again.
He looked into my eyes deeply, and smiled. Then he pulled me close and kissed me on the lips. He pulled away and took a step back. He put his hands on my shoulders and started sliding them down my arms. Once he got to my hands, he pulled them both up to his mouth and kissed them. He dropped my hands to my side and moved his hands to my shirt. He took hold of the bottom of my shirt and pulled it off over my head and let it drop on the ground. He stared at me again. He pulled me against his chest and kissed my forehead. Then, he started to lie down in the grass and pulled me down on top of him.