Disclaimer: I don't own twilight, but I wish I did sighs, Kudos to Steph !!
Buttery things are great
ED.P.V
There she was, my angel. Bella. Even though we had been away from each other for a few hours, it felt like an eternity since I had kissed those deliciously plump, pink lips of hers. I missed her, but what was I doing here? She was coming down the stairs right now, but I knew she would stumble sometime soon, so I rushed up the stairs to meet her. I enveloped her into a huge hug and then one butterfly kiss on the bottom of here ear-lobe. She greeted me very enthusiastically, but was disappointed when I pulled away from her. Her plump bottom lip turned down into a frown.
"You are such a tease, pretty pink butterfly" Bella said, giggling and blushing as if she had not meant to say those last three words.
"What's the cause for blushing?" I asked her. But she just turned and buried her beautiful face into my stone chest. I coaxed her face up with my finger. She blushed when I looked her in the eye and then gave her a searching look.
"What?" I asked her almost painfully.
"Nothing." She said as she blushed
I picked here up and then carried her to my room, where I sat her on my bed. "The suspense is painful Bella."
She finally looked up and then asked, "Do you mind if I call you pretty pink butterfly?" Then she blushed and looked down.
"Why, not at all butterfingers" She giggled and then sighed a happy and content sigh.
I hugged her to my chest and said, "Where did pretty pink butterfly come from?"
B.P.V
"Where did pretty pink butterfly come from?" Edward asked.
I blushed and then said after careful consideration, "Well, when I was at summer camp one year, me and my friend where in the same room, and we both had crushes on the soccer coach."
I looked up at Edward and his face was composed in a fake "I thought you only loved me" expression.
I laughed at his face and then said, "Why so glum, butterfly, is it because your jealous?"
Edward pretended to be offended and then said, " Of course not butterfingers!"
"You know, there's no reason for a 108 year old man to be jealous of me having a crush on a cute guy at camp when I was four…" I said with a grin.
Edward's face was suddenly centimeters away from mine. So close, that I could taste his sweet, intoxicating breath on my tongue.
"Why can't I be jealous?" He asked with a mischievous glint in his topaz eyes.
"Because, your…." My breathing was becoming unsteady now, " …. your perfect."
"That's not true." Edward's face hinted a little smirk about to touch his angelic features.
"Yes….. It…….Is" I wasn't done with my rebuttal just yet, but suddenly he closed the distance between us and gave me a sweet kiss.
It was so sweet, that I could taste the love and compassion behind it. I threw my arms around his neck and forced myself closer to him. Surprisingly, he didn't pull away, so I made the most out of my advantage and I lightly ran my tongue along his marble lips. He groaned and then pulled away, with his breathing slightly faster than normal. He laid me back on the bed and then said, "Too much Bella," there was a small glint in his eyes that told me that he wanted to keep going, but then again, I had weak human eyes, " If you don't stop, I will have to bite you."
I stopped breathing. He had never said that before. I looked up into his eyes to search if he was serious. But his eyes showed only playfulness in the deep pool of molten gold. We would see what would come later on…
A/N: This chapter is dedicated to two people, pedersena, who has been an awesome supporter and a great friend, and also my best friend, Ashley, who gave me the idea of pretty pink butterfly at camp…. So thanks to all my wonderful readers and friends, you inspire me all. Reviews welcome! Hoped you enjoyed this chapter! Happy reading, Alisha :P