Chapter 4

As with the other chapters, purely cosmetic work has been done to this. I've made some changes as far as punctuation and repeat words, and a few things to make it flow better. Nothing imperative or important to the story has been changed.

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What Now?

"Dude, you look like a cat that just ate the cardinal or whatever that damn saying is." Emmett eyes me warily.

"Bro, I don't know what the fuck you're talking about," I lie to him. There is no way in hell I'm telling him anything.

It's another night at my parents for the usual family dinner.

My mind however, is on what happened earlier today and after.

After that kiss, we got up and I thought we were gonna just chill. As I sat there, she got up fast and grabbed all her stuff. She didn't kiss me again or anything, just left. There really wasn't anything that I could do. I couldn't call after her, and by the time I realized what was going on, she was out the door, in her car and heading to God knows where.

I went and took a shower, reliving what had just happened. Of course those thoughts made my cock stand at attention, wanting more, but I had to take care of it myself. I would have liked to have taken a shower with Bella but that, sadly, wasn't fucking happening. I don't know what was going on with her, with us, but I hoped to find out soon.

I was trying to figure out how the fuck things had ended up happening, but nothing made sense. One minute, she's massaging me and the next, we're doing a little bumping and grinding. Okay, more than a little bumping and grinding, but damn it was fun.

Giving me a kiss after? Wow, that kiss was just as hot. She tasted so good. I would have loved to have more but she didn't, as was evident by her running from me.

I was abruptly snapped out of my memory by a voice that I swear must drive dogs absolutely fucking nuts when they hear it. Alice! Shit and she's giving me the same look that Emmett has been all night. They were standing next to each other to make things even more annoying.

"Why are you guys fucking looking at me like that? It's seriously starting to creep me the fuck out. Stop now! Before I kick both of your asses." I try to be stern but fail miserably.

"Who is she Edward?" Alice asks, all demanding but in her bubbly, fairy like voice.

"What? Who's who?" Hoping it works, I try to act dumb.

"You know who! The person responsible for that smile plastered on your face. Do we know her? What's she like? How do you know her? Have you kissed her? Did you fuck her? Edward, did you?" Alice the Inquisitor begins her job of nagging me to death to get answers.

Not realizing I'm smirking as I answer, "No, I didn't fu…"

"You are a horrible liar Edward Cullen! You did too fuck her, I can tell."

"Alice, I did not. I haven't fucked anyone in months." Fuck I need her off my back. "But if you must know I did kiss someone."

"Edddwaaarrd… you can't just tell me that. I want to know who it is." Her whining voice grates me worse than her normal voice.

"Alice, you don't know her and I'm not telling you anything more, got it? So drop the shit." I'm starting to get frustrated.

"Fine, but know this Edward, I will find out. Mark my words, I will find out who she is." Alice smirks at me with a devilish smile.

"Good luck with that pixie girl." I glare at her, laughing as she fake stomps away like she's pouting.

"Bro, who is it? Come on you can tell me." Now Emmett is starting in on me?

"It's no one, just drop it okay? I don't want to talk about it. Shit, can't anyone take a hint?" This is really pissing me off now that they won't drop it.

I walk into the kitchen to see how long before dinner is ready.

"Hi sweetheart, how was your day?" Mom asks.

"Hi mom, it was good. How was yours? Food smells awesome; what are we having?" I walk over and give her a kiss on her cheek.

"Chicken cordon bleu, wild rice and green beans. Sound good?" She looks over at me smiling.

"Hmm, yummy." That's one of my favorite meals. I love my mother's cooking.

We sit down and eat dinner together like we usually do at every family night meal. Only tonight, Emmett has Rosalie with him. This makes me a bit nervous and gets my mind going.

I wonder if Bella told her about what happened. I fucking hope not. Shit, I didn't even think about what could happen with what we did. I sure as hell hope she doesn't say anything. We were equals in what happened. She could have stopped at anytime. Fuck, she even initiated some of it. So she's just as much to blame for anything as I am.

Shit, I'm overreacting to something that hasn't even happened. Get your shit together Cullen, nothing is gonna happen.

After dinner, I decide I need to go home and get some sleep. My mind is all over the fucking place with what happened and what might happen and what's going on with Bella. Fuck, I can't even call her because I don't have her number and there is no way in Hell I'm asking Rosalie or Emmett for it. That would be too suspicious and might tip them, and Alice, off.

I'll just have to wait 'til I see her next time to try to talk to her or get her phone number so that we can talk. Maybe I'll fake an injury to get her to come and massage me, and then we can talk.

I decide that's what I'll do. Tomorrow, I'll fake that I'm hurt and then Emmett can call her.

I do my nightly routine of brushing my teeth, washing my face with water and stripping down to nothing. I can't stand sleeping in clothes, they make me feel like I'm being strangled, so I always sleep butt ass naked. Plus, I just like being nude.

"Mother fucking piece of shit! Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm fucking late!" I jump out of bed not even bothering with anything but getting my clothes on.

"God damn fucking alarm, I know I fucking set you last night! Why the fuck didn't you go off? Now I'm gonna be late, I'm so throwing your ass out the fucking window." I realize I'm talking to an inanimate object and stop immediately, laughing at myself for the absurdity of it.

I run down the stairs of my loft and out the door into the garage that sits under the loft. I get into my car and take off.

I rush to the gym and get there just in time to meet Emmett. Thank God he's running late too. Which is odd because he's usually always on time. I'm going to give him a bit of what he gave me last night.

"Soo…late night last night bro?" I look at him, smirking. He's wearing the same clothes he was in last night at dinner with our parents, so I figure he was with Rosalie.

"Shut the fuck up, I'm too tired right now." He rubs his face, trying to wake up.

"Want some coffee? I was thinking of running to get some for myself. My fucking alarm clock didn't go off this morning, so I didn't grab anything to eat or drink and I'm tired as hell. I got almost no sleep last night." What I'm neglecting telling him is it was because of the many dreams I had of Bella and they went a bit beyond what we did yesterday.

"Sure, just get me whatever, you know what I like. I'm not in the mood to try to figure out what I want, so yeah just whatever is fine." He really is tired, maybe today will be a light day.

After me getting no sleep last night, I really could use a light day. Shit, that could put a wrinkle in my plans to get Bella here. I'll have to think of something else besides faking an injury.

I go back out, get in my car and head to our favorite coffee place. I walk in and head to the counter to order and look around to see who's in there. No one, not that I expected there to be tons of people at this hour. I order our coffee drinks, pay and go off to the side to wait for them.

Soon my name is called, but it's not my real name; I never give them my real name. Today I used Pedro. I don't like using my actual name; you never know who's around.

I grab them and head out, taking another quick look to see who's come in since I first did.

Holy shit, she's here. When did she come in?

Fuck, I don't know what to do.

Do I go over and say something?

Do I just act like I don't see her? Then she might see me and get pissed that I ignored her.

Fuck, I'm so out of my element it's not even funny.

As I'm standing there like a fucking idiot trying to figure out what to do, she spots me.

Fuck, I have no choice now but to at least say hi to her. I don't want to be rude, but I also don't know what's going on with us. Not to mention, we do have a business relationship that I need to keep intact.

I walk over and smile at her. She smiles back, but it's more like a forced smile, as if she wants to smile but she's not sure how she should react to me.

Is she thinking or feeling the same as me right now? I doubt it… after her running from me yesterday, I seriously doubt it.

"Um…hi Bella, how are you this morning?" I'm so not being myself, but I don't know how else to talk to her right this second.

My mind is going a million miles an hour with what to do. I'm lucky I'm still standing and can speak coherently.

"Oh, hi Edward. I'm doing good... getting coffee I see? For you and Emmett?" she asks, her words coming out the same way mine did. Okay she's acting just like I am, so she seems to be feeling the same. For some reason this makes me feel a bit better.

"Uh… yeah, I didn't get much sleep last night and it seems neither did he. He was wearing the same clothes to the gym this morning that he wore at my parents last night. So I'm assuming he stayed the night with Rosalie." I say the first thing that pops into my head and it sounds like rambling to me.

She starts laughing and nodding her head.

"Yeah, he stayed at Rosalie's last night. I didn't get much sleep either. They kept me up all night. I'm going to make her put some foam on her headboard or something because I can't go another night like last night. That's why I'm getting coffee. What's your reason?" Holy shit, she's roommates with Emmett's girl.

"Oh, no good reason, at least not like yours anyway; just a rough night of sleep. Though your reason really sucks. Sorry you had to deal with that. I've been there before with Emmett." There is no way she is going to know it's because I was dreaming of her and the many things I was doing to her and positions I was putting her in.

"So, I didn't know you and Rosalie were roommates," I say, trying to change the subject. "That's cool, have you always been close? Doesn't that get in the way of your business partnership? Don't you get tired of seeing each other all the time? I know I couldn't live with Emmett, his ass would drive me up the fucking wall in a heartbeat." Slow down dipshit, take a breath and let her answer one question before you go on.

She looks at me like I have a third eye; I don't blame her, after what I just did.

"Yeah, we've been close for a few years. We met in school actually. We were roommates back then… well, not the first semester. Neither of us liked our roommates so we moved out and got a place together the second semester and we've been roommates ever since."

"Oh, okay," I respond, not sure what to say, but I want to keep us talking so I just keep saying shit that pops into my head. "So you guys have been together since then huh? When did you decide to become business partners?"

Why the fuck am I even asking this question? I couldn't care less. What I really want to know is what is going on in that fucking mind of hers. What she thinks about what happened yesterday.

"Uh, about midway through school. We both knew what we were gonna do and just figured it would be a good idea to do something together. We became great friends and so it just worked for us."

"Excuse me, ma'am, are you going to order?" the guy at the register asks.

"Uh, yeah. Um… Edward, could you hold on a sec?"

I stand there holding the two coffees. I haven't even tasted mine yet so I take a drink and it's getting cold. Shit, Emmett is gonna wonder where I've been if I bring back this shit. How the fuck am I going to explain why I've been gone so long?

As I stand there contemplating what I'm gonna do about Emmett, Bella walks up with her coffee, staring at me, but I can tell she's not really looking at me, at least not like before she went to get her coffee. Shit, here comes the awkwardness I was afraid of earlier.

"So, um yeah…I guess I should get going. Emmett's going to wonder what's taking me so long. I don't want to get on his shit list." I look at her. I want to ask her for her number but I don't want to feel like a fucking idiot. I mean, we've already crossed some boundaries so this is so fucking frustrating. I hate feeling lost and like a bumbling idiot.

"Are you heading back to the gym?" She looks at me and sees that I'm wearing my clothes for the gym. "Duh, of course you are. You practically live there, right?"

"Yeah, pretty much. I eat more meals there and take more showers there than I do at home." At the mention of showers she blushes, but tries to hide it by looking down and averting her eyes from me.

I think it's cute and hot. It reminds me of how her face blushed yesterday as she came during our little bump and grind session. I remember everything about it, which is what makes this so difficult. I've never ran into someone after doing anything with them unless it was on purpose and sure as hell not after how things were left yesterday.

"Um… uh, do you mind if I come back with you?" she asks with her eyes still not looking at me.

"Rosalie was suppose to meet me here but if you're going that way and you don't mind I can call her and tell her just to meet me there since we were going there in a little bit anyway, and it just makes sense so she doesn't have to come out of her way to get me because, well, I walked here and well, do you mind if I ride with you?" Holy shit did she just say all that in one breath?

Fuck, she wants to ride with me. Okay this is a good thing. A very,very good thing; this gives me more time to possibly talk to her if I can find my balls to do so. What is it about this woman that makes me feel like I've lost my fucking manhood and my brains?

"Sure, come on, uh, actually hold on one second. Let me get Emmett another coffee; at least then he won't get pissed off at me for giving him a cold coffee."

"I'm sorry if I kept you and he gets mad. Does he get mad easily? I don't want to cause any problems."

"Oh no, it's more that he gets annoyed but he can kiss my ass. I would rather be talking to you than dealing with his ass anyway. I have a feeling with his lack of sleep last night, he's going to be a fucking grizzly bear and I'm gonna want to kick his ass. Emmett and no sleep does not bode well for anyone." I laugh as I go and order another coffee for the bear. She follows me, which causes some awkward silence between us.

While waiting for the coffee, I try to figure out how to talk about what happened with us yesterday. She'll be in my car and won't be able to go anywhere so it would be perfect to try to get it out and in the open.

I don't want to leave this like this. I don't like awkwardness… fuck, does anyone like awkwardness? If so, they're dipshits, that's for sure.

My name is called and I grab the coffee and turn to Bella who looks at me odd at the name that was called when I grabbed the coffee, I just shrug. I smile as best as I can, my nerves are getting the best of me.

"Ready?" I look to her to see her nod her head. "My car is just out here. I park as close as I can with this weather. You never know when it's gonna rain or if it's gonna just be hot as hell with a shit load of humidity. The black one there," I point her to my car. My baby, my pride and joy.

"That's your car? That... that thing there? Oh my God, Edward, it's gorgeous. I… wow… I don't even know what to say. Um…it looks fast." Her mouth is hanging open and her eyes look like they're going to pop out at the sight of my baby.

Most women love my car. Even if they know nothing about cars, they still love it. It's fast, it's sexy, hell, it's pretty much sex on wheels for that matter.

"Yeah, I guess you could say it's pretty fast. It gets me around this place and it's comfortable." I try to downplay the car.

I'm more interested in her and her reaction to it. I'm interested in anything right now that has to do with her. I could tell her all about the car, but I'd rather learn more about her.

"Um… I know that emblem I think. That's a Jaguar, right? Aren't those for, like, old people or doctors?" I have to keep myself from busting out laughing. She really doesn't know much about cars it seems.

I really don't want to go into this with her, but I can't have her thinking I'm driving an old person's car or whatever. No, that can't happen my ego won't let it; I'll just tell her enough to get her to drop it.

"Bella, no this is not an old person's car." I smile at her. "This happens to be a very fast, very sleek top of the line car. It's actually a limited edition Jaguar XKR175. It's got a special interior and paint job among other things limited only to this car. It tops out at 174 but I have yet to be able to reach that here. If I were back home, then I would really get to open her up. Maybe one day I'll be able to."

I push the button on my key ring to unlock the doors and go and open the door for her to get in and then head to my side. I start the car and it purrs. Bella still has a huge smile on her face.

I think maybe I'll show off a bit just for her. Hopefully there aren't any asshole cops around. God knows, the cops here in Tampa like to pull people over for no reason at all. I back up and rev the engine a bit; I love the feel and sound of this car. But I love the sound and feel of Bella on me even more. I smile at that thought.

"Sure you're ready?" I look at her to see her reaction before putting the car in drive and taking off. I pull out onto the street and take off, flooring the car. It jerks us back a little and I hear a little giggle from my right. I look over and she is grinning like crazy. She is loving this.

"Holy shit, Edward, this thing is fast. This is so much fun; I've never been in a car that goes fast before; well, not this fast. Rosalie has her BMW, but it's nothing like this."

"Thanks, yeah it's my baby. Our family likes fast cars. Hell, we like cars period. I had to get on a list for this one… well, technically my father did. I love it though. It's perfect for me." Okay enough about the car already, you dumb ass. You have her here in your car, you can ask anything you want, talk to her about anything you want.

"So, did you get any sleep last night?"

"Um no, remember Emmett and Rosalie? Bed hitting wall, noises coming from their room, lots and lots of moaning and 'Oh Emmett's' going on? He must be doing something right." She giggles and I realize we've already had this discussion.

"Oh yeah. See? I'm tired; I don't remember much when I'm tired."

I sit quiet for a second, trying to think of something to talk to her about. I ask the first thing that pops into my head. "Sooo...why did you get into massage therapy? Is that what it's called?"

"I've always loved massaging people, I'm a hands-on kind of person, touchy feely, that kind of thing. My whole family is all huggy and touchy feely so it was just natural for me." She pauses for a second.

"I once thought of teaching like my mom but decided against it. I wanted to be able to make my own schedule, control my job. I love it though. I get to meet so many different people and build relationships with them over time," she explains to me, with a huge smile on her face, truly showing that she loves what she does.

"How did you get into doing it for sports stuff?" I'm curious why she decided to come and do massage stuff for me.

"Well, Rose is into sports medicine… she grew up playing sports but got hurt in high school, so she decided to do the other side of it, helping out those who get hurt. We talked about it, and in both courses, massage was talked about being used in sports, so we figured why not start something with both of them? We get along great, we figured we could work together, and so far it's worked. We're going on 3 years now."

"Wow, cool." I don't know what else to say.

I'm floundering here; I have no idea how to even touch the topic of us and yesterday. I feel the tension; I know she has to feel it too. When either of us speaks it's either really fast or really slow or there's mumbling.

We're silent for a minute or two and I hear her clear her throat so I look over to her.

"How did you get into what you do? MMA is what it's called, right?"

"Yeah; mixed martial arts. There's a longer version but the short version is: I was at the gym one day after we moved here and saw some guys doing it, so I checked it out. I was actually pretty good and kept doing it, so now I'm doing small fights, trying to get into the big leagues."

"It's hard and takes a lot out of you, but it's fun and so worth doing. I get hurt a lot but it's not anything I can't deal with."

"Get hurt a lot? Like broken bones and stuff?" she asks, looking worried and kind of shocked.

"Yeah, I've had a broken nose, I've broken a couple fingers, but mostly cuts and bruises lately." She winces and grabs her nose in response to what I say to her.

"Ouch, I couldn't imagine going through that. It sounds really painful. But why do you do it? What do your parents think of it?" She looks concerned as she asks.

I decide to skip her first question of why I do it; I don't want to get into it right now. I know I will open Pandora's box if I start answering it, so I decide to just answer the second one.

"At first, they weren't too sure about me doing it. Then they saw how much I loved it. Then Emmett got into it with me and decided to become my coach."

"We needed a place to practice, so he found the building we're in now and talked to our dad about opening up a gym for us. We don't use it just for us but it's nice not to have to worry about finding a place to work in. Now the whole family is kind of involved."

"Mom wasn't too crazy, but she sees that it helps me and that I enjoy it so she supports me. She doesn't like seeing me get hurt, but she has come to kind of accept that it's going to happen. Plus, I promised her if anything serious ever happened I would stop."

"Are you close with your family? It seems like you are. Did you say that you ate dinner at their house with them? Do you live with them too?"

"Yes, yes, and no… does that answer all your questions?" I laugh a little, waiting for her response to my answers.

"So, you are close with your family, you ate dinner with them last night and you don't live with them, is that right?" She smirks a bit at me.

"Exactly. I have my own place, a little studio loft by MacDill. It's perfect for me. Since I'm never really home much, I didn't see the need for something big and fancy or to have too many rooms. It's a place for me to get away when I need to."

"Oh okay, I didn't know there were places like that near there. I haven't lived here very long. Rose and I moved from Washington, a small town of not much. We didn't know each other when we both lived there; somehow we never crossed paths when..."

I have a look of pure shock on my face as I hear where she used to live. I don't want to interrupt her but I can't help it. "Are you fucking serious?" I say the second she's done.

"Yes, is that a bad thing?" she asks almost like she's scared of my reaction to her answer.

"No, no, it's not a bad thing; it's just, fuck, what are the fucking odds of this? Does Emmett know where you guys are from?" If that asshole did know and didn't say anything... "We're from Washington too; well, we moved from there a few years ago to come here. Where did you live? We lived in a small town too, called Forks." I will die if it's anywhere close to Forks. What a fucking coincidence.

"Forks? I know where that's at. We lived in Port Angeles."

"This is too fucking unreal. We lived near each other but never once crossed paths? How is that possible? Did you ever go to Forks? I don't know why you would, there's not much there, but damn, I use to go to Port Angeles all the damn time. I knew quite a few people in high school there."

"Well, in high school I more or less kept to myself. I didn't even know Rose while we were there. It wasn't until we started talking at college that I found out we went to the same high school." She seems a little sadden by this.

"Yeah, I get that. We all have our things we do when we're younger." I say, basically ending the conversation because I notice we're almost to the gym.

All the talking we did sidetracked me from talking to her about what happened between us yesterday. Maybe that's what she wanted all along?

I quickly come up with an idea to be able to talk to her later as I pull into the parking spot in front of the gym. I leave the car running so the a/c is still running since it's hot as hell out even though it's early morning.

"Um, Bella... I was wondering, would you like to go out to eat with me tonight?" I know it's a little late for a date; we seem to be doing everything backwards or inside out… whatever fucking cliché thing there is to use.

"Sure I guess, I don't think I have any other plans," she answers me kind of nervously.

"You can pick where to go. Think about it, and let me know. Will you be at the gym all day or should I call you?" Finally, I figure out how the hell to get her number; hopefully this works and she gives it to me.

"No, we're not going to be at the gym all day. I guess I can give you my number." She pulls out a card and turns it over to write something, then hands it to me.

"The front number is the business number; the one on the back is my number. You can call or text me anytime."

"Thanks, I'll call you and see what time you want to go, is that okay?" I have manners and know how to use them; my mother would knock my head off if I didn't use them with a lady.

"Sure, that's fine. What should I wear or how should I dress?" she asks as she puts her hand on the door handle to open it and get out.

"That depends on where you decide to go. Shouldn't I be the one to ask that question?" I give a little laugh, and she laughs with me or at me… not sure which.

"Oh yeah, I forgot that you're making me pick. You do know I'm not great at making decisions, right?" Shit I don't know if I like her insinuation but I'm gonna let it go, hoping it has nothing to do with what happened yesterday.

"Whatever you choose will be perfect, Bella. I think you make great decisions." I say to her, hoping she catches my double meaning.

With that, I turn the car off and we both head into the gym. When we get in, she pulls out her phone and calls Rose. We hear a phone ringing in the office and look at each other with the same question in our eyes. Then we hear giggling and laughing and Emmett's deep roar of a laugh.

I hold my hand out to motion for Bella to stay back; I wouldn't put anything past my brother to be doing something in the office with Rose. The amount of time I was gone, he probably called her up and took advantage of it. He's such a fucking horny bastard… not that I have much room to talk myself.

I peek around the corner and my suspicions are confirmed, I see Emmett's naked ass sitting on his desk. Note to self: never ever touch the desk again.

I then see blonde hair draped over the side of his leg and what I think is a head bobbing up and down. I set the coffee down on the floor by the door. Emmett will definitely know I saw what was going on. I can't wait to hear what he says to try to explain what he was doing and what he thinks I possibly saw.

I turn back to Bella and try not to laugh out, which is hard to do at this moment. I pull her with me to the locker and shower area as quietly as possible. My face is about to be beet red from holding in my laughter. After the door is closed I let out my laugh but still keep it down so they don't hear me.

"What is it, Edward? What's going on?" she asks, trying to figure out what I'm laughing so hard about.

"Uh," I try to get air," it, uh, seems, um… I took a bit too long and Emmett decided to use that time for something else."

"Did you get a hold of Rosalie? Did she respond at all?" I ask; I have to know what the answer is if so.

"No, it went straight to voice mail. What's going on? Was she in there with Emmett? Why are we in here anyway?" she asks all confused.

"Well, it seems Emmett and Rose are having a bit of their own fun." I look at her as she starts to realize what is going on in the office as the words leave my mouth. "Looks like we're not the only ones taking advantage of an empty gym." I blurt out without thinking about what I am saying until I see her face as the last of my words are coming out.

She looks at me like I just hit her upside the head.

Fuck, what did I just fucking do?

Everything was going great. Leave it to me to say something and fuck shit up.

She turns from me to hide what's going on with her. I step towards her and put my hand on her shoulder to turn her around and face me.

"Bella, look at me please. I'm sorry. I...shit, I didn't mean to, I don't know what the fuck I meant, but I didn't mean to upset you."

"It's okay, Edward. I'm just… I don't know. You brought up that...what happened yesterday and I just, I don't know..."

"I won't talk about it if you don't want to, at least not right now, but I do think we need to. After all, we'll be seeing each other. I don't want things to be awkward or weird or whatever the fuck they've been today between us."

She is looking at me now.

"Sure, we talked some, but not about anything important and you just ran out on me yesterday after..." I stop I don't want to make this any more awkward than it already is.

"I'm sorry about that, I really am. I was overwhelmed. I...I...I didn't know what to think, what to do. The first thing that came to mind was to get out of there as fast as possible. I needed to clear my head. I really am sorry." She looks down at her feet as she says this to me, like she's ashamed.

"Bella, it's okay."

She looks back up at me, her eyes glazed a bit like she is going to cry.

"I thought I...I didn't know what was going on. One second we're doing what we did, having fun… at least I think we were both having fun. I know I was." I smile at her, hoping she sees that I'm being sincere.

"Then you kissed me, got up and left. Don't feel bad or sorry for what happened, any of it. I don't. I don't regret any of it. I hope you don't either." Shit, I can't believe I'm totally being vulnerable here. I am never vulnerable; it's just not what I do.

I hope I don't look like a fucking pussy doing it though. I don't want her to think I'm some kind of fucking loser for being all emotional and spilling my feelings.

"Oh Edward, I didn't, I don't regret any of it. Like I said, I was overwhelmed; it was all new to me. I wasn't sure what to think, what to feel. It was fun for me, please don't think it wasn't. It was probably the most fun I've had since living here. Well, that kind of fun anyways," she says with a big smile beaming on her face. She's trying not to let it come through but is failing miserably.

I step closer and pull her into me and wrap my arms around her. She smells so fucking good. Her hair, fuck, it smells sweet and refreshing. It's almost tempting to eat, it smells so good. I lean my nose down into her hair; she is the perfect height for me. Her head sits just under my chin, so it's easy for me to just put my nose to her hair and smell it, to inhale the essence of Bella.

That smell makes me tingle all over. It makes me wake up and feel like I did yesterday, bringing back the memories of her sitting on me and grinding. I open my eyes to focus; I can't afford to have a hard dick right now.

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