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Here's some more drama....
"No!" I whimpered as I clutched at Edward's retreating bare behind as he sprung up from the bed. He chuckled and playfully slapped my hand away. He went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I knew what this meant. It was early morning. The day Edward was going back to New York and leaving me behind. The only thing that eased my mind is that I would be joining him in just a few short days.
I had just let sleep take me only a few hours previous, and I was beyond tired. Edward and I stayed up for hours. Firstly, he took me on the island in my kitchen just after arriving home, he gave me one of the best orgasms of my life on the couch and then proceeded to bend me over the armrest, and then I rode him furiously in the bed before we both finally passed out. I really needed a strong pain killer for the ache in my ovaries from our marathon love-making.
I sat up for a few minutes and rubbed my eyes, willing myself awake, because if I did not, I would surely sleep most of the day away and I had a lot of planning to do. I hoisted myself off the bed, stark naked and feeling like I weighed a thousand pounds, and went into the kitchen where I robotically made coffee. I pulled out two mugs and some creamer as I yawned and propped myself up against the cool granite. Almost asleep, I hardly noticed as I felt a pair of strong arms slide around me.
"Morning love."
"Good morning to you, too." I laughed and kissed his hand.
"You know, there is nothing sexier than you making coffee in the nude. I think it'll be a requirement every single morning when you move in."
"Oh, so you were watching me."
"Yes, always. Now what say you of the nude coffee making...every morning?"
"I think I can do that, Mr. Cullen." I replied and smiled. He began to kiss my bare shoulders, and I could feel his excitement through his towel, pressed up against my rear. What is he, Superman?
He began to kiss the back of my neck and grind himself on me.
"No, no, Edward," I said and turned around and wrapped my arms around his waist," you have a flight to catch."
"It's your fault," he said and cupped my ass and began to knead it "you've made me absolutely insatiable. I can't ever get enough of you. And I couldn't stop thinking about last night while I was in the shower. Lucky for me, I own many, many couches."
"Psshh...I think you had me enough last night," I replied and and fingered the edge of the towel that hung dangerously low on his hips. He licked his lips and watched my movements.
"I had you three times, actually. And I made you come five. But who's keeping track?" he asked and shrugged his shoulders. You would.
I scoffed, "Just go get ready before you miss your flight."
"Ugh. You're so damn responsible. They won't leave without me. It's partly my god damn plane. Let me make you feel good before I go."
"Edward I'm going to level with you. In all honesty, I'm kinda sore."
His brows furrowed and his mouth turned into a frown ,"Why didn't you tell me I was being too rough? I never want you to be sore." I could see him mentally berating himself.
"It's not a bad sore, Edward. I just think we may have overdone it a little without any time to rest. We only got like three hours of sleep, you know. Don't feel bad. I wanted it just as much as you did," I said and kissed his forehead.
"Fine. I'll admit I may be a little...chaffed," he replied and kissed my forehead.
"Chaffed?" I giggled.
"Bella, you rode me last night like you were trying to win the Kentucky Derby...not that I didn't thoroughly fucking enjoy it."
"Yeah you did..." I interjected.
"...But you have to promise me you'll tell me if I'm ever being too rough. I know I can get carried away with you. And I certainly don't want to make you hurt."
"Edward, I love the way you make love to me. I want you to get carried away. And it's my own fault. I forget that you are very...well endowed and that I'm..."
"Petite," he finished. I nodded as he tried to hold back a smile. He wrapped his arms around me and when I thought he was going to kiss me, he bit his lip and smacked me hard on the ass. I jumped and yelped.
"Mr. Cullen! Go get ready...right now," I said and pointed to the bathroom.
"Yes, Mistress Responsible," he replied and reluctantly dropped his arms from around me.
Edward was standing in my kitchen, fully clothed in a button down and slacks, looking super sexy, checking his blackberry. Demetri had already retrieved his bags from the hall was waiting for him in the car on the street. I had to force myself to throw on some jeans and an old t-shirt and some old Chucks. I had to venture out to buy boxes, after all. I was not looking forward to packing. I hate packing.
"Why do you look so absolutely delicious? You're making it very hard for me to leave," he said and wrapped his arms around me.
"I look like a hobo. Nothing delicious about it," I said and kissed him on the cheek.
"Are you fucking kidding? You look sexy as hell."
I rolled my eyes and didn't say anything more, as I knew it would just irritate him if I couldn't 'take a compliment.'
"Well, I guess I have to go, as much as I don't want to," he sighed and buried his face in my hair.
"I know. But I'll see you in a few days. In the meantime, I have so much to do," I said and placed a kiss on his mouth.
He released me and I walked him to the door.
"I love you," he whispered and kissed me. "I'll call you when we land."
"I love you, Edward." He kissed my hand and looked back at me reluctantly as I closed the door and locked it behind him. I ran my hands through my hair. Shit I'm going to miss him.
A few moments later, there was a light knock at the door.
When I opened it, Edward scooped me into his arms, and kissed me with so much intensity that it took my breath away. He sucked my tongue and nipped at my lips. Ouch, my ovaries! He pulled away finally and chuckled. "Sorry, I just needed one for the road. I love you, Isabella."
I laughed," I love you, too."
"Here. Put this on. I want you to wear it while I'm away."
He took the black beads from around his wrist and slipped it onto mine and kissed my hand once more. I thought fast and slipped the elastic from my hair and placed it on his wrist.
"Here. It's not the bracelet but-"
He silenced me by kissing me again. After we both couldn't breathe, he finally pulled away.
This time when he looked back at me, he had my favorite crooked grin on his face.
***
Woozy and tired, I plopped down on my couch, just closing my eyes for a split second. Boxes could wait for a few minutes, right?
I was startled awake by a loud knock at my door."Open up!" the muffled woman's voice yelled. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the time. I had been asleep for three hours. Oh my shit.
I got up and looked through the peephole of the door. Rosalie Hale-Cullen was standing in the hall waving two Starbucks coffees at me. She had on a designer sweatsuit, and her hair and makeup were perfectly in place. Figures. I undid the locks and opened the door.
"Hey sleepyhead, I got you a Venti Hazelnut Latte," she said and handed me the coffee. I could kiss her.
"Bless you, Rose," I said and took a long drink.
"Yeah well, you're gonna need it."
"Did you talk to Alice this morning?"
"Yep, she's pissed none of us are with her. Apparently Carlisle and Esme didn't come to the airport and hopped a flight back to Hawaii last minute for some quality time, which is weird. She also wanted me to tell you that Edward passed out as soon as his ass hit the seat on the plane!"
"Good, we got like no sleep last night."
"TMI. Well anyway, now that I know you're here, I'll let them know."
"Who?"
"Ok boys! Come on in!" she yelled from the kitchen into the hall.
Three large men entered my apartment, wearing matching polo shirts and khakis.
"Bella, this is Brian, George, and Hans. They are going to pack for you."
"Um, hello," I said confused.
"Hello. Shall we get started in the living room Mrs. Cullen?" the largest one asked and looked at Rose.
"Do you want to keep this furniture, Bella?" she asked.
"I...well..." I shrugged.
"Get all the furniture, guys. We'll put it in storage until she decides what she wants to do with it." The three men nodded and picked up the very couch I had been sleeping on.
"What is this Rose?!"
"What's what? Edward told me I was in charge of helping you move."
"But..."
"To answer any questions you may have, Bella, they just pack as they go along. They wrap everything fragile, label everything, and they definitely don't steal. Oh, and they are very organized. They unpacked me and Emmett in only a day. They're the best. "
"So, they are going to pack so I don't have to?" Ok, I'll give in. This is awesome.
"Yes. All you have to pack is a couple of suitcases worth of clothes and toiletries or whatever. Your stuff will actually be in New York before you are."
I couldn't help myself. I wrapped my arms around Rosalie. "Thank you! This is like...the best thing ever." I felt her stiffen at first, but she returned the hug and smiled at me.
"I just forget you aren't used to...some things."
"Believe me when I tell you, no one I know is used to this."
Rosalie and I packed my suitcase in record time, and were sitting on my barstools eating sandwiches she made. I told her I wasn't hungry and she said eating was not an option.
I looked up when a big flash of white caught my eye. My bed. I dropped my sandwich abruptly.
"Wait guys! Don't take that." They began to walk backward, back into the bedroom.
"Take it," Rose said and pointed toward the door. They complied with 'Mrs. Cullen' and left the loft with my bed in tow.
I crossed my arms in front of me. "Rosalie, where the hell am I supposed to sleep?"
"What? You're staying with me and Em."
"Excuse me?" I asked utterly surprised.
"Didn't Edward tell you? This place is supposed to be empty by the end of the day per your landlord."
"My landlord? He talked to my landlord?"
"He didn't tell you any of this?"
"No, he fucking did not!" I yelled.
Rosalie looked taken aback. I fumed for a moment and paced my kitchen.
"Sorry, sorry. I wasn't yelling at you, Rose. He just...I never agreed to any of this."
"Hmmm. Sounds like Edward."
"What? What do you mean? What all did he do?"
"Well, all I know is that he asked if you could stay with us, which I totally agreed to, then he told me that he had taken care of your lease, and that the landlord needed it empty by today so she could show it the day after tomorrow. Oh yeah, and to feed you because you don't eat enough."
I sighed. "Why won't he let me make any decisions for myself? He is so frustrating..."
"Bella. I have known Edward for years. Iv'e known you for what, a couple of weeks? But I know you well enough to know that if you'd had it your way, you would have done this all by yourself without any help. Just be happy you have a boyfriend who cares so much that he would do this for you. He wants you in New York quickly, so he's going to do everything he can to make that happen, whether he tells you or not. "
"Don't even try to make me not mad at him," I said and scowled.
"I'm doing no such thing," she joked "...I just...it's really nice to see him happy, and I want him to stay that way."
"Of course I do too," I said and smiled," and thanks for letting me crash at your place for...how long?"
"Well, if Edward has his way you'll be in New York by Wednesday night. So a couple of nights?"
I smacked myself in the forehead."Holy shit. He is so dead."
After the movers moved, Rose informed me she had to go run some errands but would be back to pick me up in an hour or so. I stayed behind and cleaned the loft, telling her that the cleaning crew she had hired was highly unnecessary.
I swept and mopped the floor, and as I was just beginning to throw out things from the refrigerator, I heard a knock on the door. Dammit Rose, I said the cleaning crew wasn't needed. I flung the door open, prepared to send them away. Standing at the threshold was not a cleaning crew at all.
"Bella."
I dropped the bag of trash I was holding. How could he show up like this?
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"I need to talk to you."
"How did you get my address, Jake?"
"Does it matter?"
"Yes, it matters. I'm not listed. Because of you," I said snarkily and leaned against the door frame.
"Can I come in?"
"You must be joking."
"I just want to talk a sec. Your father told me your address. We had a nice little chat, actually."
My own father has betrayed me. I can't believe it.
"I don't really have anything to say to you."
"Jesus, just let me in, Bells."
Against my better judgment I opened the door wide to let him pass. I watched like a hawk as Jake stepped into the loft and surveyed its emptiness. I left the door open on purpose in case I felt the need to run.
He turned to me and placed his hands on his hips. "So, you moving to New York for Cullen?"
I shrugged my shoulders and didn't answer.
"That's a yes, I'm assuming," he said and planted his feet.
"Yes, I'm moving to New York, Jacob."
"To be with Cullen," he said as a statement rather than a question.
"I've accepted a job."
"You're going to be working for him?"
"For him?"
"Yes, for him. Don't play dumb, Bella."
"I believe the only person in this room working for him is you."
"Oh, Bella, still so coy," he said and chuckled. I wanted to hit him. I wasn't going to tell him more than I had to.
"Whatever. Are ya done now?" I asked and pointed to the door.
"No. I'm not done. I want my money, Bella."
"Do we really have to re-hash this?! It's not your money, Jake. It's mine. You spent all of your cash on Leah." I spoke the last part like I was explaining it to a small child who couldn't comprehend.
"And I want to spend my remaining portion on her, too."
My blood boiled. Fucking asshole.
"You don't have a remaining portion."
He moved his hand to his back pocket and pulled out pieces of paper stapled together. A friggin bank statement.
"Actually, Bella, you owe me like two grand."
I snatched the papers and mentally calculated the deposits from each one of our separate accounts in my head. The fucker was right. When I decided to close out the account I had only looked at the spending, not at the deposits.
But he was insane if he thought I was going to give him anything after what he had done. Little did I know that when I was home alone for days on end eating only peanut butter crackers for dinner and saving for our future, he was gallivanting off with his ex-girlfriend.
I ripped the statement in half and threw it on the floor. "Think of it as fee for your infidelity."
He began to shake his head."Fuck that. We'regettingmarried and I want the money."
"You're what?! Wha...what did you say?"
His eyes were a bit downcast as he spoke the words clearly."I asked Leah to marry me, Bella. I need the money." I swallowed hard and stared at him for a moment. Even though I was over Jake completely, I didn't expect this. I wasted two whole years of my life on him and he's marrying her.
"Fuck you, Jake," I whispered and made no move toward my checkbook.
"Ok, I've heard enough!"
Rosalie charged through the door and pointed her perfectly manicured fingernail in Jacob's face. "She doesn't owe you a god damn thing you fucking dog. How dare you?"
"Rosalie," Emmett warned and walked in behind her. He pulled her back, quickly stepping into her place.
"Jacob," Emmett said and shook his head," I thought I liked you, bro. You do good work for me, so please don't make me force you out of here. You heard my wife. I think it's time you took a walk."
"Emmett, she owes me money, man. I need it."
"And you'll be needing it a lot more if you don't go," Emmett said, not quite as calm this time. It reminded me so much of Edward, but in a bit of a different way. Oh, my Edward. He's going to be just livid.
"Bella, just write me the check and I'll go," Jake said to me and held out his hand.
Emmett took a deep breath and sighed. Rosalie piped up again ,"You're a piece of shit asking for money from a woman on her own. You asshole."
"On her own?!? Oh, now that's just fucking rich."
"Jacob, you will not talk to my wife that way. Now leave. And be sure that you're probably off the project once my brother finds out about this," Emmett said and pushed Jacob lightly toward the door.
"You can't fire me, Cullen."
"Oh, we are a very resourceful bunch," Emmett said and smiled slyly at Jake," and I've already called down to my security. You have..." he paused to look at his watch, "...28 seconds before you are escorted off the property."
Jake began walking toward the door, looked back and scowled at me. "This isn't over, Bella," he said and practically spit my name.
He walked out, and I turned and looked at Emmett who was now on the phone. "Crisis averted, bro."
Bro? Emmett held his phone away from his ear, and all I could hear on the other end of the phone was none other than one Edward Cullen's voice growling and yelling a stream of obcenities. How the hell did he already know? Wasn't he in the air?
"PUT HER ON THE PHONE! RIGHT FUCKING NOW! I ASKED YOU TO DO ONE FUCKING THING FOR ME, EM!"
His voice reverberated throughout the empty space. Emmett held the phone out to me and winced. I was suddenly scared. Why would Edward be mad at me? I didn't do anything. I tentatively placed my ear to the receiver and heard Edward panting on the line.
"H-h-hello?" I said nervously.
"Baby," he said panicked ,"are you alright? Did he hurt you?" Oh thank heavens. He wasn't mad at me.
"Yes, I'm alright. No, he didn't hurt me. And how the hell did you know-"
"Good. Thank God. Hold on for me a second, ok?"
"Ok."
I heard muffled voices in the background, and then heard Edward speak to someone. "Turn this fucker around or so help me God I will fire the lot of you!...I don't give a shit...fine, then land and refuel, then go back to Sea-Tac...You heard me! Alice, please shut up!"
"EDWARD!" I yelled into the receiver.
"Yes, love," he replied hurriedly.
"Listen to me. You are not to turn that plane around. Nothing happened. Take a deep breath will you?!" I heard him breathe in deeply and sigh. Rosalie and Emmet pretended to clean while they stayed within an earshot. I wanted to laugh. They had no idea how to mop a floor.
"I knew I shouldn't have left you."
"You can't always be here, Edward."
"Well it will never happen again."
"How did you know Jake was here, Edward?"
"Um…I just had a feeling?"
"Tell me, or I swear to God I will hurt you."
He began to chuckle.
"Edward. Now."
He sighed," Fine. I had Demetri stay behind, and he saw Black come to your building. I didn't think he'd get past-"
"So...what you're saying is that you are having me watched? Is that it?"
"Don't be mad. It's only as a precaution because now that we've gone public, I just didn't want anything to happen to you. Emmett was also supposed to be keeping an eye on you but he apparently can't handle a task that large." I rolled my eyes and scoffed.
"Edward. I know you want me to be safe, thank you, but I can handle myself, too."
"I know you can, Bella. You weren't even supposed to know. It was just me being selfish, and for my peace of mind. I'm sorry."
"It's alright, I guess. Just let me know this kind of stuff from now on, ok?"
"I just knew you wouldn't like it."
"Actually it's great that I can count on you to care so much. My own father has betrayed me. He's the one who told Jake where I was. I can't believe he'd do that."
"I guess he's just worried about you, Bella. But, fucking Jacob Black, who by the way is a walking dead man, what the hell did he want?"
"Money. What else? He and Leah are getting married and he needs it." And for some strange reason I have an inferiority complex because of it.
"What?! How dare he ask my girlfriend for money. Consider him fired, Isabella. You won't have to worry about him anymore. I promise it will be as if he never existed."
I could tell Edward was beginning to get riled up again and I needed to calm him down.
"Edward, don't. He won't bother me again." I don't think.
"Are you defending him?"
"Are you crazy? I'm just saying that it's not worth it."
" You're happiness is worth everything to me." My heart swelled and I smiled. No one had ever said anything like that to me before. At that moment I realized I felt the exact same way.
"And yours to me. And if it eases your mind having someone around to protect me, then so be it. I miss you, Edward."
He took in a shaky breath.
"I miss you, too. This is fucking torture."
I sighed. "I know. We'll be together soon enough, thankfully. I think two days to be exact, you sneaky man. Is there anything else you're hiding I should know about? Besides, you know, paying out my lease and having me stay with Em and Rose, and having my things packed and driven across country?"
"Uh...that about covers it?"
I laughed.
"Edward, you know I love you..."
"And I love you, baby," he interrupted.
"...but if you don't apologize profusely to every single person on that plane, I swear to God I won't come to New York."
He sighed and chuckled softly," I promise I will. I'll do it right now. Can I call you later?"
"You better."
"Good. Love you."
"Love you too. Bye." I hung up Emmett's phone and turned to he and Rosalie, and they were both starting at me wide-eyed.
"What?"
I'm going back to the writing cave RIGHT NOW.