Chapter 7
BPOV
I woke softly the next morning to the sounds of birds tweeting and whistling. It was a nice sound. It reminded me of being back home in Forks. A place so green and nature friendly always seemed to attract wildlife, and birds would always wake me up in the mornings from the perch in the trees.
I grumbled, rolling over, opening my eyes, expecting to see a gorgeous, sexy, green eyed man with beautiful bronze locks and...nothing. There was nobody else in bed. The sheets were ice cold, making it clear the man who should be in the bed had obviously left a while ago.
I sat up, looking around for a note of some sort explaining my boyfriend's whereabouts, but I couldn't spot one. I thought that was what men were supposed to do; leave a note to their girlfriends on the bedside table saying 'sorry honey, gone out for a jog' or 'Just nipped to the shop. Will be back soon, missing you already'. That's what they did in all the moves anyway. Edward was a romantic, so why did he leave me in a bed at his parents who I had only met 20 hours beforehand? Did he really expect me to casually stroll downstairs in his boxers and T-shirt and smile at Esme as she made me breakfast?
I grabbed my phone from the bag at the bottom of the bed and stared in disbelief as my phone blinked 'No new messages' at me.
Then there was a soft knock at the door. I grabbed the sheets around me, consciously and in the clearest voice I could manage, told the knocker to come in.
Esme smiled warmly at me as she pushed open the door laden with a tray of toast and orange juice.
"Oh, good," She grinned, setting the tray down on the bedside table. "You're up."
"Esme, you didn't have too," I blushed. "I was about to head on downstairs in a minute. What's going on? Where's Edward? He said he had the morning off."
"Something came up and he and Carlisle had to leave the house early this morning to the club. They have a huge stag night party later today and they have to organise the VIP section at last notice because the couple didn't officially book it last month," She explained, rolling her eyes. "Honestly, some people. How can you forget to book a stag night? Carlisle and Edward are going out of their wits. It normally takes them a while to arrange these kinds of events...especially as the couple want all sorts of decorations and they even wanted strippers! Well, Carlisle was a little taken back at that demand, let me tell you!"
"Oh," I frowned. "Esme, you didn't have to make me breakfast in bed though! I'm quite capable of making my own. You didn't have to go through all this bother."
"Nonsense, dear," Esme waved her hand. "You're a guest! And besides, Rosalie yelled at me when I went in to see her and your brother this morning. Don't think they slept a wink, last night!" Esme giggled suggestively as I groaned, and shook my head trying to clear the image from my head. "I figured you'd give me a better greeting than them, after all you and Edward...well..."
I blushed. "Well thank you for the breakfast, Esme. You shouldn't have gone through so much trouble."
"Honestly, Bella, it's fine!" She exclaimed. "Well, I'll leave you to have your breakfast then."
She smiled and then left the room, shutting the door behind her. How could I get so lucky? On top of Edward being the most amazing guy I've ever met, his Mom just happens to be an angel from heaven.
I eat my breakfast in silence, my eyes wandering round the room. There is a particular shelf in the book case that catches my eye with some of my favourite authors. I giggle as I notice that all the books, CDs and DVDs are all stored alphabetically; OCD freak.
Once I'm finished breakfast, I pull my bra on under my current T-shirt of Edward's and pull on some of his workout shorts over the boxers. I felt a tad embarrassed about walking down in Edward's boxers, so I raided his closet to find something more appropriate. What Edward didn't realise was I would not be returning his clothes and would store them safely at my house and worship them...Not like I could ever tell him that anyway, but...yeah.
I carried the tray down the stairs and gasped at how huge the mansion looked when it was lit up from the sunlight entering through the huge, double glazed windows. The hallways had so many doors I hadn't noticed yesterday. I shuffled my way, shyly into the kitchen where I spotted Esme humming away to herself as she cleaned the already gleaming surface of the breakfast bar. She grinned when she noticed me hovering in the door way and immediatly came rushing over as she grabbed the tray from me and returned it to its place in the cupboards and then started washing the plates.
"Esme, I can do that," I protested.
"Oh, Bella, honey, just sit down," She rolled her eyes. "I enjoy house work. It keeps me busy."
"If you insist," I mutter.
She grins and sticks her tongue out at me.
"So did Edward just leave...?" I mumble pathetically. "I mean...he didn't say goodbye..."
"Oh my gosh!" She cries hysterically. "How could I be so blooming forgetful? He said for me to tell you that Rosalie can drop you round later and he apologised profusely for leaving when he said he had the morning off. He also said he'd see you later...but didn't actually give a time or date..." She frowned.
Oh..." I frown. "Thanks..."
"What's wrong?" She says, turning around after washing the dishes and sitting opposite me on the breakfast bar.
"Well...he doesn't seem particularly bothered about seeing me soon...does he?" I can't help wondering if it's because of me not giving him what he wanted last night...I just wasn't happy about having sex in his parents' house for our first time together? I thought he understood that...although he did seem a bit down afterwards...and then I fell asleep when he probably wanted to talk about it. I groaned, sliding my head along the kitchen table.
"What do you mean?" Esme hurries, frowning. "Bella?"
"Well...oh my god, I can't believe I'm saying this to Edward's Mom of all people..." I blush to myself as she raised her eyebrows in amusement and curiosity. "Don't tell him I said this...well...he seemed a little...I don't know how to put it...turned on last night? Um...fuck...I mean shit...no, I mean...crap..."
"Okay," She stares at me, in amusement but at the same time anxiety. "So...Edward was turned on...?" She prompted me.
"And I don't know...well...it would have been our first time together...but I didn't want to do it here...not that your house isn't lovely, Esme, because it is...but it's his parents house...and in my opinion that's a big out of bounds, right?"
She stood there, gaping at me with astonishment on her face.
"Wow, I can't believe you just told me all that," She gasped, her face breaking out into a huge smirk.
"Fuck!" I cursed. "Neither can I...Oh my god, Esme, I am sooooo sorry!"
"Why are you sorry?" Esme frowned, holding onto my hands. "I think you need to sort out your problems with Edward though...Honestly, love, I don't see what he was doing wrong. I mean, he lo- I mean he likes you, Bella, he must just be getting anxious or doubtful of that kind of intimacy. He was just acting rationally, not thinking. He was probably worried you were going to turn around and tell him no...What?"
"Well, didn't I tell him no?" I gasped. "I said not now...that's just the same as implying no, isn't it? And Esme, you've seen how hot Edward is...I mean...shit. Fuck, forget I said that. I can't think of anybody who would not want to have sex- I mean be that intimate with Edward. Surely he knows he's attractive he is, right?"
"You're asking me how attractive my son is," Esme giggled. "That's funny, Bella. But no, Bella, saying 'not now' is not saying 'no'...but..." She looked down, biting her lip.
"What?" I exclaimed.
"Well...I don't mean to worry you-"
"What?"
"Edward's quite sensitive...he does think about things too much..." Esme frowned.
"So you're basically saying that Edward thinks I said no?" I bit my lip, nervous now.
"I never said that, dear," Esme said. "And I don't think he'd ever doubt your opinion...I mean, he lo- I mean he likes you. He cares about you, Bella. He's just probably not used to having that kind of intimacy turned down. I mean, I know that Edward was trying to wait for somebody he lo- I mean liked to come along, but I suppose boys will be boys and they do need some needs to occupy themselves..."
"Crap," I cry. "What have I done?"
"Bella, sweetheart, take some deep breaths," Esme says smoothly and calmly as I oblige. "He's sensitive, but he knows right from wrong, Bella. But if you're really upset, why don't you go and see him at the club? I'm sure he'd love a beautiful surprise like you!"
"I can do that?" I breathe. "I can just turn up at the club to see him whenever I want?"
"Well, you are dating him, Bella!" Esme laughs. "Couples do tend to surprise each other once in a while...Tell you what – why don't I come with you? I'm sure Carlisle is feeling stressed and is in need of a bit of break right now."
I blush. "I guess I'm just not use to the whole relationship thing...I mean...I've never been in love with anybody before. But if you'll go, then I'll definitely join you!"
"Great!" Esme grins. "Well, why don't we surprise them with a coffee? We can leave in half an hour which gives us half an hour to get ready."
"Um...well...I don't really have anything to wear. And I don't want to cause any problems by going back to my flat to get some clothes..."
"Well you can borrow some of mine!" Esme says. "I think we're around the same size."
I nod my thank you. She skips over to the doorway, reminding me of Alice with her energy.
"Are you sure?" I-"
"Bella?" Esme scolds, turning round. "What part of 'welcome to the family' is not clear to you? Of course I don't mind! I don't bite!"
"I'm just not used to..." I blush, trailing off and looking down at my feet.
"Oh, Bella, honey," Esme sighs, coming over to me and giving me a hug, understanding my hesitance. "I'm sorry. It must have been hard without a motherly figure...?"
I shrug. "It was a bit lonely at times...when all my friends spoke to their Mom's about boys and periods and fashion, but being raised my Dad and Emmett made me strong."
"Well if you ever need a girly chat," Esme smiles, "you know where to find me."
"Thank you so much, Esme," I wipe a tear away. She looks at me for a couple of seconds then starts pulling me out the room and up the stairs as she babbles on about how she has too much clothes anyway.
"I mean, I do give a lot of things away to charity whenever I can," Esme says as she pulls me through her house where I've never been before. "And I do throw those balls and sponsored events in the ball room for charity, but I always feel I should be doing more..."
I don't mention how I've hardly ever given to charity, other than the odd spare change.
Esme continues leading me through the house until she stops and opens a random doorway to reveal aisles and aisles of clothes. I gasp, stunned, and she blushes, shaking her head.
"These are the clothes that don't fit me anymore which I give to charity, or use in situations like this...but not for Edward's girlfriends of course," She laughs as she looks at my expression.
"Wow, I don't think I've ever owned this amount of clothes before in my life!" I exclaim, running my hands along the racks and shelves. "My roommate would be in heaven right now if she saw this!"
"Oh, please, do take whatever you like!" Esme blushes, following me round the room. "I have way too much, and am eventually giving them away, so if you like anything or think your friend would like something, please do take it!"
I nod and trail around the room. In the next half an hour, I pick out jeans, shorts, T-shirts, a bunch of beautiful dresses that Esme said she'd never worn before, and I'd even picked out some brand new Gucci shoes and clutch that I knew Alice would die for.
"I was going to give those shoes to Edward's cousin last year, but sadly she passed away..." Esme trails off, sniffing. I glance at her. "Cancer...It's such a horrible disease! But yes, please do take them for your friend!"
I say my apologies and take them off the shelf. Esme says something about getting some bags to put all the clothes in and rushes out the room as she disguises her tears.
She comes back, with some bags to put everything in, and then glances at her watch and laughs.
"So much for half an hour; an hour's already gone by!" Esme explains.
She helps me put all the clothes in the bag, and then we leave the room. I go and change in Edward's bathroom into a pair of Esme's jeans. I debate whether to wear one of Esme's T-shirts, but then decide against it. I grab one of Edward's hoodies in his wardrobe, and funnily enough it's similar to the one he put on me after our date at the movies. I breathe in Edward's scent and sigh to myself. I put my clothes, and the clothes o Edward's I wore last night into one of the bags. Then I brush my teeth with one of Edward's spares, comb my hair and shove it into a messy pony tail, then meet Esme downstairs in the living room, who looked slightly flustered.
"Honestly, I've never seen Rosalie like this before," Esme frowned. "I knocked on their door to tell them we're going out, and honestly, the things Rosalie started shouting at me..."
I bite my lip and scoff, knowing exactly what Rosalie was yelling at.
"Oh god," She blushed. "She wasn't yelling at me, was she? She was..." She shivered and then giggled a little. "I hope you and Edward won't be as bad as that!"
"Esme!" I laugh. "Don't go there!"
She sticks her tongue out at me. She peers out the window and nods.
"Ah, look, the taxi man is here," She smiles. She opens the front door and helps me with my bags as we make our way towards the taxi parked in the drive. "I could drive, but I'm sure Edward's filled you in on my slight anxiety when I'm in New York's city centre...and driving does not help!"
"Esme, you worry too much!" I laugh.
"Oh, you can talk!" She knocks her hip in to mine. "At least I don't talk to my boyfriend's Mother about him being turned on!"
"Ouch," I roll my eyes.
"Excuse me?" Esme calls over to the taxi man. "Are you going to help us with these?"
He stops leaning against the car, and puts out his cigarette on the gravel and ambles over to us.
Esme clicks her teeth noisily at him putting out the fag on her property, but has the manners not to say anything directly to him. He helps load the bags in to the back with us as Esme says the address and he starts to drive.
Esme and I chat a little bit on the way there as we still don't know each other that well yet. Forty five minutes later, we pull up opposite the club where Starbucks is. Funnily enough, I never even noticed there was a Starbucks down this street. Esme payed the guy, giving slightly more than he deserved, but I guess that was just the type of person she is. We hop out and grab our bags from the boot and amble into Starbucks. We queue for a few minutes before we are called to the desk. Esme orders 4 standard coffees and whilst we wait for them to be made, I hand her five bucks, for my coffee.
"No, Bella," She says, putting my money back in my bag. "This is my treat."
"Well you keep giving me lots of treats!" I exclaim, leaning to one foot. "I've only just met you, Esme, and already you've payed for my cab ride and my coffee and let me take as many of your clothes as I want. That's crazy!"
"Well, you're just going to have to accept that I'm crazy then," Esme says simply, grabbing two coffees as I grab the other two and cross the road.
The security guard at Zone recognises Esme and greets her, then glances at me.
"I don't believe we've met," he says in a sleazy voice. "I'm James. Here's my number. We could go for a drink-"
"I don't think so James," Esme scolds, crossly, narrowing her eyes at him just as I say. "I have a boyfriend." We look at each other and laugh. James glares at me.
"Ah, come on, just the one-"
"I don't think that's a good idea," A smooth voice states from behind him, "seeing as Bella just so happens to be dating your boss."
James turns around and gulps at Carlisle as he raises his eyebrows. James stutters, apologising profusely. It seems Edward's name can be a little intimidating to jerks like James.
"I don't think you should be apologising to me," Carlisle sighs. He grabs Esme's hand and kisses her cheek before grinning at me.
"Bella, it's so good to see you again!" Carlisle winks. "I apologise for taking your man away from you this morning."
James chokes and stares at me.
"Something wrong, James?" Carlisle growls.
"No, sir!"
"Good," Carlisle states, gesturing for Esme to lead. He grabs a couple of my bags as he does this. "Because I was under the impression you had a job to do."
"Yes, sir," James gulps. Carlisle and Esme hold hands and walk through. I make to follow them, but James grabs my wrist, stopping me and my eyes whip up to meet his.
"Edward Cullen's a man whore," He states simply. I process this, and then decide its complete bull shit. Edward used to be a man whore. He told me this, and I completely trust him.
"You must be new around here," I snarl, leaning towards him, poking his chest. "You obviously don't know my boyfriend. Do you really think I'd be dating a man whore? Huh? No, I didn't think so. If you ever say something like this to me again, James, I will personally make sure your balls are chopped off...understand?"
He nods stiffly, and I pull my arm away from his grip. I shove past him and make my way into the main dance floor area of the club. Carlisle's waiting for me by the bar as Esme makes small talk with the bar man. Carlisle grabs the rest of my bags.
"I'll put them in the office," He says and walks away with them.
I lean against the bar with Edward's cooling coffee, searching for him. Just then there's loads of noise from the stage as huge speakers are dropped on the stage with the microphones cluttering around it.
"What the fuck did you do that for?" An angry voice yells at the bottom of the stage to a skinny looking guy who's apologising profusely. "Do you know how much this kit is worth? Pick it up and put it over there! For Christ's Sake...NO! Not there!"
I can't help but smile, raising my eyebrows at Edward losing his temper. Beside me, Esme rolls her eyes to the barman as the barman explains Edward's been on edge all morning.
I slowly walk up behind Edward and tap his shoulder delicately. He turns around quickly.
"WHAT NOW?" He shouts and then his eyes focus in on me, holding out his coffee with raised eyebrows. "Bella!" He gasps, blushing.
"Coffee?" I roll my eyes.
"Oh god," He moans, pulling at his hair. "How much did you hear?"
"Enough to know you have a strong temper," I giggle as he groans. "Coffee?" I ask again.
"Please," He grabs the cup from my hand and downs half of it then pulls away, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and places our cups onto the side of the stage.
"Better?" I laugh.
"Much," He sighs, happily. He grabs me by the face and pulls me in for a deep kiss. I wind my hands through his hair and sigh into his mouth. He tastes of coffee. He pulls away. "What are you doing here, babe?"
"Babe?" I snort. "That's new...I think I like it!" He rolls his eyes. "I wanted to see you...and...Well I thought I upset you last night when...you know..."
"No, Bella," He says, and tows me over to the corner of the room. "Why would you think that?"
"You weren't there when I woke up this morning," I bite my lip and he rubs his eyes with his hands. "And you didn't leave me a note, and then Esme said you are really sensitive and I panicked!"
"Bella, I wasn't thinking straight last night. I was thinking too much in the moment and not thinking where we were," He murmurs, holding my cheeks with his hands. "I wouldn't want our first time to be at my parent's home either! I was just a horny bastard and wanted you...and remind me that I need to speak to my Mom...sensitive my ass!"
I laugh, relieved and lean upwards to kiss him, but he pulls back and looks down at my clothes.
"Hey, isn't that my hoodie?"
"Yeah, what are you gonna do about it?" I smirk and pull him down for a kiss and he wraps his arms around me. I smile into his lips and I feel him do the same. Suddenly he pulls back and looks over my head and takes off in direction to the stage.
"SETH, HOW MANY TIMES! PUT THE SPEAKER THERE!" Edward yells furiously and snatches the speaker from the skinny boy. Those speakers must be heavy, but unlike the young boy, he doesn't wince under the weight. Instead, his biceps flex as he carries it to where he wants it to be. I lick my lips and this doesn't go unnoticed by Edward. His hair moves in front of his eyes and he grins, that sexy jaw-dropper smile at me. I nearly hyperventilate on the spot.
"Bella, I know it's a bit rude of me to ask, but please could you help us with some of the decorations?" Carlisle says, walking over to me. "We're a bit short of staff this morning."
"No problem!" I smile. Carlisle leads me over to the VIP room and shows me how he wants the table to be layed and then I suggest putting up some rude looking posters on the walls that I know for a fact a bunch of men on a stag night would love. Carlisle raises his eyebrows at me.
"What?" I defend myself. "Living with Emmett all my life has made me more aware of how a man's mind works."
He shrugs, laughing and I set to work as he leaves the room. A pair of arms wraps around me from the back and I shriek and fall back off the ladder into Edward's arms.
"Carlisle tells me this was your idea...?" Edward grimaces jokingly at the suggestive images.
"Blame Emmett," I sigh, no longer defending myself. I turn around in his arms and he gazes down at me. There's something in his eyes, but I can't place my finger on it.
Without warning, his lips are on me and I lose sense of myself. I fall backwards onto the leather couch and Edward leans his body gently against mine. He trails his nose along my jaw bone and I gasp and pant, holding his hair in my hands. His nose travels to my ear and he playfully bites onto the lobe of my ear, which makes me twitch under him. He senses my lust for him, and starts leaving sloppy, wet kisses on the side of my neck.
"Edward...this is even worse than doing it at your parents house," I giggle against his lips as he moulds them to mine.
"Your right," he pants, as he grabs my hand and pulls me up so we're standing. "Let's go to mine."
I dig my heels into the ground and shake my head.
"I don't want our first time together to be rushed!" I explain, grabbing his face. "I'm ready for us to be together like that...but I want it to be special...to mean something...like you mean to me..."
"What are you saying?" He frowns, his eyes wide...fuck...what am I saying?
Do I really want to say that I'm in love with him here? In this room with suggestive images on the wall...and an old leather couch?
"I...Nothing..." I bite my lip, shyly, looking down.
Edward stares at me for a few moments, his eyes searching mine.
"Tomorrow then," Edward nods to himself.
"Tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow...I'm ready...are you?" He stares at me expectantly at me and I gulp, knowing that by tomorrow he means we stop messing around together and actually have sex together. I was ready weeks ago when I first met him...but tomorrow? I was getting so fed up of waiting. I wanted to feel Edward inside of me. And just like that I was decided.
"Tomorrow," I smile up at him and he beams and kisses me.
"Come round mine at quarter past five...there's something I want to show you...I think you'll love it," He grins at me. "Bring your camera...you won't want to miss this!"
My face breaks out into a smile, then a grin, then a beam, and then I'm full on laughing because of his adorable confused expression and what he just said. Soon, I'm gasping, and then Edward realises why I'm laughing and joins in and we both fall back again on the sofa as we try and contain ourselves. We eventually manage to stop.
"I didn't mean that!" Edward laughs, gesturing to his pants. "I meant...well...I can't say but you're gonna love it though!"
"I'm sure I will," I giggle suggestively; "I mean...I'm sure I'll love it."
"You will," Edward smirks. "It's more than satisfactory I'm told."
"Edward!" I gasp, shocked at his boldness.
He shrugs his shoulders, then grabs my hand and leads me out the VIP room. As we walk, our hands swing comfortably between us. He helps me up onto the stage and shows me the set list for tonight. There's a lot of music on here I'm unfamiliar with and notice it's more chart music than anything, but it's all still pretty good. Edward laughs along at my excitement as I get to choose 1 more song for tonight. I flick through albums and albums until I find a really cool, electronic song that I think will stand out for the crowd tonight.
"Weightless by Lasercraft 3D?" Edward reads aloud. I nod enthusiastically and say it's quite electronic and modern, but isn't overly poppy like a lot of songs on the set list.
"Your wish is my command," He grins as he puts the CD at the top of the others for the DJ.
We continue chatting about music, something we've never spoken much about and I tell him I'm in love with Coldplay and Snow Patrol. Edward raises his eyebrows up and says he loves the same. We talk about our favourite songs of Coldplay.
"Well, I know everyone says their depressing, but Coldplay make some of the best music this generation has ever heard!" I babble. "I love Trouble, X&Y, Yellow, The Scientist...and...Green Eyes...I love that song," I gaze into Edward's green eyes and he looks back deeply into mine...I am so in love right now! "It reminds me of you."
Edward smiles, his face lighting up and leans across to give me a slow peck that sets my body on fire. I look over at Esme who glances up as she notices somebody's eyes on her. She smiles encouragingly at me, apparently knowing what I'm thinking about. I turn round back to Edward and begin to speak.
"Edward...I think I-"
"SETH, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" Edward yells in outrage as Seth apparently places something in the wrong place. "DO I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING ROUND HERE?" He stands up, jumps off the stage and runs towards the poor boy on the other side of the room.
"Bad time?" A voice laughs from the bottom of the stage. I look down and smile at Rosalie, who rolls her eyes at her brother, whilst Emmett holds bags of takeaway sandwiches.
"You have no idea," I sigh at the prospect of letting my feelings be pushed back till another time.
"We brought lunch," Rose smiles. "We thought you might be hungry."
"Finally got out of bed, did you?" I smirk as Rose links her arm through mine and tows me over to some seats at the bar.
"What?" Rosalie defends herself. "I can't help it if your brother has talent in the bedroom!"
"Yeah...I really did not need to know that," I cringe.
Emmett saunters over and kisses my cheek, then drops our lunch in front of me.
"Bella just can't accept the truth!" He winks.
"TMI!" I squeal. "Thank god you brought lunch. I'm starved!"
"Help yourself," Rose laughs. I dig into my sandwich as Emmett and Rose do the same.
"Rose!" Esme calls, as she runs forwards towards us. "Emmett! So good to see you looking and sounding more appropriate."
"It's great to see you too, Mrs C," Emmett grins dumbly with his mouth full. He hugs her and Rose does the same with much more grace. Carlisle and Edward walk over and help themselves to food.
"Calmed down a bit now, Edward?" Rose raises her eyebrows innocently.
Edward sticks his tongue out at her childishly and Rosalie gives him the finger behind her parents back. I hop onto Edwards lap as we continue eating our lunch together as conversation picks up.
"Tomorrow," Edward whispers into my ear. I lean into him and giggle and repeat the same word.
My phone starts to ring some annoying tune that Alice set it to last week. I fish it out my pocket and hold a finger up to everyone and walk over by the wall where it's more private and less noisy.
"Hello?" I answer, once I answer it.
"Please do not tell me you slept with Edward for the first time last night at his parent's house?"
"What? No, Alice!" I gasp.
"Oh, thank God!" Alice sighs. "JASPER, IT'S OKAY; SHE DIDN'T HAVE SEX WITH HIM FOR THE FIRST TIME AT HIS PARENTS HOUSE!" In the background, I hear Jasper say something like "Thank fuck for that! Good to know she learnt from our mistakes!"
"Alice, shut up!" I whisper shout. I look around to see if anyone was paying any attention. Edward was the only one and he licked his lips suggestively at me and I turned around quickly, so that I would not be distracted. There was no way he could hear our conversation from across the room, was there? "Why would you think that?"
"Because it's two PM and you haven't come home yet...duh!" Alice tutted. "I thought you were still going at it...I mean that's what me and Jasper were like our first time together...God...it was amazing. His-"
"Alice," I warned.
"What? I was going to say manors, Bella, not his cock!" Alice burst out laughing. I rolled my eyes, turning round. Edward was still watching me with a knowing smile on his face.
"Alice," I repeated, this time I couldn't help but laugh a little.
"Well anyway, Jasper thought that the reason why you weren't home yet, was because you were caught by his parents and they were really religious and wanted their son to wait until he was married to have sex, so they were punishing you, but then I remembered you telling me he had been a man whore last year so that wasn't likely," Alice babbled, without breathing once through that whole sentence.
"No shit," I say sarcastically. "Look, I'm sorry I didn't call or come home last night, Mom, but we lost track of time, and Edward's parents offered us a room, and I didn't want Edward to go through all the fuss of driving us home."
"Oh, wow, Bella," Alice shrieked. "So they liked you?"
"I think so," I smile. "I mean... I hope so!"
"Don't play modest, Bella! Of course they liked you, it's pretty hard not to!"
"Aw, shucks, Alice," I coo, sarcastically. "Watch it, or I might start to think that you fancy me."
"Well...I mean we did use to practise kissing each other in sixth grade. We were practising on each other so that when our boyfriends came along, we would be professionals, remember?"
"Alice, don't you dare suggest I'm a lesbian!" I scold.
"Well, that would make me one too, and Jasper can vouch for me that I am not," Alice said seriously.
"I was joking!" I laugh. Edward's still watching, smiling at me, and I can't help but smile back.
"Sure you were, sexy," Alice whispers suggestively. "Bella, you're so fucking hot, babe. I want to lick your pussy-"
"ALICE!" I yell blushing as Esme, Carlisle, Rose and Emmett stare at me, startled by my outburst. Edward just smirks cockily at me, enjoying the show. Once all four of them turn around again and continued to chat, I stick my middle finger up at Edward and he laughs.
"Ooh, sorry, sexy," Alice whispers. "Bad time?"
"You could say that."
"Where are you?" Alice laughs at my sarcasm.
"I'm at Edward's club with his whole family and Emmett included!" I hiss. "So thanks for humiliating me!"
"Calm down, hot stuff," Alice hisses back. "I'll leave you to it then...but wait...isn't it too early for you to be out partying at the club? I mean it's only just lunch, right? And aren't Edward's parents to old to be out dancing?" I-"
"You've been hanging round Emmett too much again, haven't you?" I laugh, shaking my head at her dumbness.
"Maybe," she giggles slyly. "See you later, fellow lesbian!"
"Yeah, yeah," I laugh. "Bye, Alice."
I pop my phone back in my pocket, and make my way back over to everyone, shaking my head, still with a smile on my face. I sit back down on Edward's lap, and glare at him.
"What was so funny?"
"Just watching your embarrassment because Alice was worrying why you didn't come home last night...am I right?" Edward laughs.
"Sort of," I gasp. "How did you-?"
"I know how over protective Alice is of you," Edward states simply. "It's good you have a friend like her, Bella."
"Yes, well she was also suggesting we were lesbians just because when we were younger-" I break off, embarrassed.
"What?" Edward laughed.
"Well when we were younger we practised kissing each other for boys...so...she's protective but a pain in the ass," I blush quietly.
Edward bursts into laughter at my story and has to wipe his eyes, as they swell up.
"Oh dear," Edward sighs, quietly. "Looks like I have some competition!"
"You're the best kisser, babe!" I reassure him.
"Yeah?" He grins as I nod. "Remind me to thank Alice for making you the wonderful kisser you are to this day!"
"My lips can do a lot more than kissing you know!"
I freeze as soon as the words escape my lips. I feel Edward shift under me, and suddenly he's not smiling.
"Excuse me?" He coughs, looking round to check we can't be heard.
"You'll find out tomorrow," I whisper into his ear. He shivers, and he shifts himself below me.
"Surely practising that with Alice is impossible?" He raises his eyebrows. "Unless Alice has a dick she's hiding." At the word 'dick' I grab his bicep and gulp.
"No...I...learnt how to do it all by myself, baby," I breathe. His eyes darken and he shifts yet again below me.
"I'm sure you won't disappoint," Edward whispers back, and pulls me in for a deep kiss.
I am even more excited for tomorrow!
A/N: Getting a bit more sexual, huh? ;) Lemon in the next chapter! ;) :D
Yeah, so I finally got round to finishing this chapter! It's been more than two weeks so I'm sorry for the delay! On Wednesday and Thursday I was off school ill, and today has been an inset day, so the chapter was finished then cuz I had some free time.
PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THOUGHT OF THE CHAPTER! CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISM WOULD BE FANTASTIC :)