Love notes-Chapter 3

WOW! Thank you all so much for so many wonderful reviews! Almost double of the last chapter!

Okay there were a lot of the same, or near to the same, type of questions asked.

-Edward was sent to the office because the teacher thought he was being too intense or was going to kiss her again. (more of an excuse then anything.)

-He only sent Edward to the office because he wanted him gone, so he would be free to 'catch a few peeks' and not have Edward breathing down his neck and growling at him. The heart of a lion that one… (Note sarcasm)

That was the majority of them….sorry this took a while, lots going on…sorry!

Without further ado, the long awaited chapter 3!

Enjoy!

Edward groaned next to me while coming to a halt in the cafeteria, right before Mrs. Brown started talking.

"Due to the fight last week, and the chaos it caused, plus the almost food fight on Tuesday, we teachers are forced to take disciplinary action. So, today and for the next few lunch periods, we shall be enforcing a new policy: Silent Lunch." There was a groan from all the students, indicating their disproval. 'Ahem, so em….Eat up! See you all in class and have a great rest of the week!"

The students turned to walk over to the line, I looked at Edward and he placed his hand on the small of my back leading me to the line.. I observed how Edward and I acted so much more like a real couple than the average couple here. Boys too scared of where to touch, so they don't touch at all (not that Edward didn't apply to this, but he did because of different reasons) or the other type that touch everywhere in the midst of public. Girls giggling in the bathroom over some guy that in 5 years they'll have forgotten the name of. Edward though…Edward was perfect. The sexy gentlemen, always respectable, thinks things through, but still does it sexily.

Then I felt his ice cold, unmistakable hand slid lower from my waist. And then lower. Before finally squeezing my behind. My jaw dropped, and I was about to yell, or grasp, or something, but he raised his hand up to his lips; silently reminding me that I had to be quiet. He winked, and then carried on like normal; getting two trays, packed full of cafeteria food. He didn't as much as look at me, uncharacteristic of him (not like he was acting so 'Edward' today) as we walked by one the whispering tables.

"No whispering!" Barked Mr. Jones, our resident cranky History teacher.

Once we got to the table I grabbed my backpack and searched for a pen and paper. Edward, I knew, was looking at me confused, as I huffed my hair from my line of sight, digging and digging through lost papers and god knows what for a pen.

Alice was giggling, even though she was talking to Angela, I vaguely saw Angela's look of bewilderment as to which Alice thought whatever she was talking about funny.

"It's in the front pocket, next to your purple sparkly pencil." Edward whispered. Oh, that makes sense! Alice was laughing at me, and my ever so talented boyfriend got the information needed from her!

I grabbed my pen and wrote: What was that?!

Edward grabbed my pen. What, my love?

I grabbed the pen from his hand and wrote my reply: You know what!

He gracefully took the pen from my hands, suddenly caressing my hand in the process. Did you like that?

Did I like it? My hormones screamed hell yes, so I took my pen he was offering and wrote what came to my head.

Hell yes.

He smirked and went for the pen, but I still needed it. But what on Earth possessed you to do that? I mean what happened to all the boundaries?

I gave him my pen now. He read over it quickly then began writing. I'm glad you liked it.

And what possessed me my darling, what how incredibly sexy you are when you walk in front of me like that and call me your fiancé. I couldn't help my self.

I took the pen and the paper to read what he had written in his perfect script, and then I gulped. Could this man get any sexier? I felt my heart race adjust a notch faster, my birthing hitch, the butterflies free inside me, and my face flush. I looked at Edward; he was smiling my favorite crooked smile, making my face blush further.

Edward reached for the pen, but I hadn't written my reply yet so I withheld it from him. He looked annoying and reached in his jacket's pocket, coming out with a pen. My jaw dropped again.

You had an extra pen this whole time?

Edward shrugged then winked; you never asked for one.

I rolled my eyes.

Well you see, I wanted to write about how beautiful you look when you're blushing, but you didn't allow me the privilege so, I found another way. I love you Bella, and I just want to be able to show you in other ways other than words. I know I can't do much, but I want to do as much as I can.

No argument here. I'm yours.

And I'm yours.

So that goes for me too?

What does?

Doing as much as I can to your body?

Bella you're killing me.

Edward, it's only fair.

I really am sorry Bella, so sorry. I wish so badly that I could be like you.

That can never happen, but I could become like you.

Please Bella not now. I just want to live in the bliss of the memory of how you felt.

Edward! How mortifying! He was just over there thinking about how he squeezed my ass!

He grinned widely: Sometimes I really am glad you can't read my mind.

"Edward!" I hissed, this was so out of character! What was going on? Why was he acting like this?

Can you do me a favor?

Yes

Kiss me, and then just keep looking at me, okay?

Alice busted out laughing, leaving poor Angela baffled. I did as I was told though, and kissed him. It was indescribable to feel his lips on mine. Moving against mine, cold and gentle, so unbearably smooth. He held my cheek and his other hand tapped my side to tell me to back up then. I pulled away a little dizzy, but held still and gazed into his honey eyes.

Edward looked up, so I followed his gaze and saw Mike's retreating figure walking to another empty chair next to Lauren and Jessica (AKA 'them' or 'evil.') He looked back at me, his eyes were embarrassed and furious, and he rolled them, and looked back to the girls in front of them, whispering. I heard a faint growl from Edward, making me even more confused. I looked around at my table who were all laughing silently. I was so lost; I had no idea what had just happened. I saw that the chair in front of me had been sat in…maybe by Mike?

What just happened?

Well poor Newton tried to tell you his feeling, but you, my cruel mistress, wouldn't even look at him. So now he has gone to rant about your mean rejection. But I must say that it wasn't your fault was it? Who could resist my kissing expertise?

Humpf, nice. Just make your girlfriend look like a jerk. And no it was not your expertise but more your uncanny ability to dazzle me to do anything.

He ignored the rest, anything?

You should know.

Well, I think I should try some things to 'dazzle' you into.

Oh and prey tell what are they?

Nothing much…just your humanity.

Please Edward not now. I just want to live in the memory of how you felt. I wrote, using his previous words against him.

Fine.

Hey Edward?

Yes my sweet Angel?

I love you.

Then the bell rang.

Thank you for reading and I sincerely hope that you review, lets keep it up!

Thank you Grace, my beta, for beta-ing my work, you're awesome!

I do not own Twilight, as much I as I hope to become an equally known author, as of right now you guys only know me so…and I would be know for Aila and Hayden, not Bella and Edward ;) (beta note: reference to the book shes writing that I'm the only one whos ever read it, by the way Jenna send me the next chapter!

Also silent lunch in middle school has scarred me for life) (ah me as well, Grace, me as well shudders at terrible memory)

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Peace, Love, and Muffins,

Jenna