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Chapter 9
XXX - To Kiss – XXX
Waking up in Edward's sweater on a cool Sunday morning left me feeling, well, I felt pretty damn cozy. I was relaxed and contented, ya know, after finding my "O" and all. Every girl should find her "O". Hey, don't judge me, boys do it all the time. Plus, how do you expect them to find your "O" if you've never found it for yourself? Just sayin'...
Anyways, I stretched and buried my head in my pillows, replaying last night's events in my head. For once, I had managed to reign in clingy Bella. Surely, Edward would have let me dry hump his leg, but I doubt our friends would have appreciated the display.
Well, maybe Alice wouldn't have freaked out too much. Cat was out of the bag, bitch knew more than she let on. I loved her pixie-ass.
I begrudgingly got up out of bed, still only wearing the infamous 'O' inducing sweater, a-k-a, Edward's gift.
Which he's never getting back.
Na-ha, never.
Unless he takes it off of me himself.
A thought which led me back to my bedroom for another round of 'Finding B's 'O'', ya know, cause I needed to make sure she was still alive and kicking.
Yup, still there.
I need a life.
No you don't, you need a man. This is getting ridiculous.
Coming to terms with my inner bitch, I sighed and walked my horny butt to the bathroom and took a long warm shower. I then towel dried my hair and pulled it up into a high ponytail and dried myself off before walking to my room and putting on some loose fitting comfortable jeans and a tank top. Then covered myself up with "The Sweater". The darn thing was too big and the color wasn't the best for my skin tone, but who cares. Right?
Yeah, that's what I thought.
I then made myself a quick breakfast by popping some Pop-Tarts into the toaster and drinking a glass of milk. Sitting by the window and enjoying my wonderful breakfast, I finally got my lazy, horny ass to look outside said window and noticed the pretty yellow ball in the sky had finally decided to make an appearance. She was a scarce creature, hiding behind the clouds a little too often for my taste.
It's what I get for living in the Northwest.
A sunny Sunday. Beautiful. I smiled and let the rays coming through the window pane warm the skin on my face while I ate my Pop-Tart.
I proceeded to pack a bag with some food and a book, knowing full well that the grassy area by the pond in the park would be nice today. Maybe a bit nippy for this time of year, but this is where wearing "The Sweater" comes in handy.
Had I mentioned how much I loved this sweater?
Yeah, you have. Pervert.
I'm not a perv, I have needs.
You need to get a grip.
I sighed. My inner voice was right. I'm such a perv.
I needed help.
Maybe Edward could help me...
Those thoughts are what made me a perv in the first place. Wonderful.
XOXOXOXO
I pulled into a parking spot near the path that led to my special spot then proceeded to make my way to said spot. Wearing my backpack and ear buds, I couldn't hear anything or anyone around me.
Which means, I also didn't hear him say my name.
But I did feel his hand on my arm. It tingled...
And I did scream really loud when he tugged on my forearm, whipping me around, making me almost fall over.
"Edward, what the fuck?" Was he stalking me? One could only wish. "Are you stalking me?" I furrowed my brow and looked up at him expectantly.
His face paled as he tried to recover from my questions, then his eyes traveled down my body and his features lightened, "So, you like the sweater?" His eyes popped back to mine, eyebrows raised and full on smirk on his lips. Fuck me. No really...
"Yeah, it's cold. You didn't answer my question, first the library, and now this?" I gestured wildly towards him. Although, to be honest, if he was stalking me, would it be that bad?
No, you would totally give into him.
Yeah, sad, I know.
"I was parking my car and noticed your truck in the lot. I saw you just as you turned down the path over there," he proceeded to point in the direction of the curve in the path behind me, "I tried to get your attention, but you seemed distracted by your iPod." He sighed and started biting his bottom lip nervously. I wanted to do that.
I stared at his lips and licked my own, "Yeah, I was trying to find the right song." then looked up to his eyes, "What are you doing here anyway?" Looking him over, he was also sporting a backpack slung over his shoulder.
"Hoping to bump into you, actually." He smiled sweetly then blushed. So cute.
I think someone has a crush, my girlie bits sang.
I stood there, mouth agape and just stared. I'm pretty sure I uttered an "Oh" and my mouth stayed like that while I blinked rapidly and felt my own skin flush the color of fresh strawberries.
Say something.
I shook my head, recovering what little sanity I might have had left in me. "How did you know I'd be here, of all places." We began walking down the path, side by side. It felt natural.
He shrugged. "It's nice outside?"
"And?"
"And you, young lady, had mentioned that you liked to come here and read when it's nice out. I can leave if you-"
I cut him off. "No. Stay. Please." I stopped in my tracks, making him stop beside me. "I mean, you really came here because you thought I might actually be here?"
"Bella, I don't-" He licked his bottom lip, keeping my attention to his face once again. Making me thank whatever God that had given him those lips. They were so plump and pretty, ya know, for a boy's lips. "I don't know what I'm doing."
I scrunched up my face, probably not looking that great but the boy was confusing me. "What do you mean?"
"You," he brought his hand to my arm, "this connection. Every time I touch you I feel a spark, it makes me feel alive. I can't explain it. I've never dated anyone but Tanya and she never made me feel anything close to that. I have no idea what I'm doing." He sighed, "Bella, I have no game."
I giggled, hearing his confession made me feel better about stalking his Facebook page and defiling his sweater. "I can't say I've dated much but I'm glad it's not just me. I thought I was crazy for Facebook stalking you."
"Wait, you Facebook stalked me?" He smiled suppressing a laugh.
"Shit, did I say that out loud?" I swallowed hard. "I guess I kind of felt that spark too."
We started walking again and finally made it to my spot.
I got the small throw blanket out of my bag and Edward helped me spread it on the ground.
"I love this place, how did you find it?" He asked as I sat down and patted a spot on the blanket indicating for him to join me.
I explained how I used to come here with my dad when I was little. We talked about everything and nothing at all. It didn't matter, we just talked. It surprised me how easily I could just be myself, no chatting, and no beer- nothing except the two of us.
Needless to say, neither of us even brought out our books. Well, I can't be sure he had even brought one with him, but I know mine didn't see sunlight. When lunchtime rolled around, we shared our lunch, if we would have planned it, it would have been a perfect date. Heck, my impromptu date with Edward had gone better than any planned date I had ever been on. Hands down.
"Do you want to go take a walk?" he asked when we were done packing away our empty food containers.
"Sure, which way do you want to go?"
"How about we follow the path over there." He pointed towards a clearing on the woods where the path disappeared into. I had never ventured that way since lonely girl plus wooded area usually equaled unsolved murder. And quite honestly, I'd like to avoid making the six o'clock news.
"Sure, as long as you promise to bring me back safely." I gave him my sweetest smile. By now, I believe he had gotten used to my particular brand of crazy but I didn't want to scare him away either.
No, you want him to keep stalking you.
Yes. Yes, I do.
We ended up walking about a mile then we entered this clearing or was it a meadow? Anyways, it was a circular area completely surrounded by high trees and covered in beautiful late blooming flowers. I gasped, walking to the center and looking up to the sky in complete awe of where I was. I breathed in a huge breath letting it out slowly as I turned myself, making myself a little dizzy in the process.
"Beautiful." I heard Edward's low voice from his spot on the edge at the entrance of the clearing.
He came to join me in the center of the clearing. I held out my hand and enjoyed the feel of his skin on mine. I pulled him down to sit on the ground with me then lay down with my head on his lap. I let him play with my ponytail while we sat in complete silence, just being with each other. It wasn't weird. It was nice. Everything with Edward was just that, nice. Perfect. Meant to be.
But I had my doubts, of course. I mean the boy had only been separated for a few months. His wounds were fresh and as much as he seemed to be into me, I still wasn't convinced that I wasn't just a rebound fling. Then again, another part of me, a huge part, knew that I wasn't a fling, that his feelings were genuine. They had to be. He felt too good not to be real.
Please be real.
I kept my eyes closed and just enjoyed the moment. Hoping that someday, we could do this and maybe be kissing or fondling each other.
Perv.
I know.
He cleared his throat. "I'm working the evening shift at the ER, its six to six, so I'll have to go home soon to get ready."
I sighed. "Ok, can I Facebook stalk you this week?" I giggled at my own platitude.
He laughed. "I wouldn't have it any other way. I'll be doing six to six all week and sleeping away my mornings but we can talk in the afternoon if you want."
"I want." You have no idea what I want, Edward.
We left the park in our own vehicles and I found myself looking at him through my rearview mirror watching him get smaller and smaller. God, I needed him like I needed air. I was a sad, sad, Bella.
XOXOXOXO
"Bella, I hear there are new developments with my cousin, hmmm?" Alice asked expectantly. Pixie didn't even give me a chance to grab a cup of coffee.
"Calm down, Betty, let me at least get some caffeine in my system before attempting to keep up with your perky ass."
I promptly got my coffee and proceeded to tell my best friend the tale of how Edward and I entertained each other.
"Oh, my God, we could be related, Bella. This is so fun." She literally clapped her hands and practically jumped out of her seat.
"Too much caffeine there, Pixie-Stick." I shook my head, exasperated.
"We have to go out Saturday, sort of a push in the right direction." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, making me giggle. Cause yeah, I wanted that too. A push would be great.
"I don't think that's such a great idea, I mean, I kind of want to avoid being his rebound fuck, ya know?" I rubbed the palms of my hands on top my thighs, nervously awaiting her response to my revelation.
"Oh, hun, don't worry about that. I've never seen Edward look at anyone the way he looks at you. He's in it for real, Bella." She smiled sweetly at me. Pixie wouldn't lie to me about something like this.
"Ok, I'll let you set it up and meet you wherever, Alice." I nodded in agreement with her.
"Oh, Bells, you won't regret it. You can't let life pass you by, Edward could be 'The One'." She gestured wildly with her hands, nodding emphatically. We chit-chatted for a few minutes before I left the coffee shop and went to my office.
I worked my ass off all week and kept my promise to Edward about Facebook stalking him. We IM'd each other profusely at every importuned moment. Sometimes it was silly texts, deep thoughts or discussions. All of them brought us closer together.
By Saturday, I was beyond ready to see him. Heck, I was ready to jump him. His poor sweater might never survive me.
XOXOXOXO
Saturday night. Date night? Maybe. No. But still, Alice, Jasper, Edward and I were meeting Emmett and Rose at a club downtown for drinks and dancing.
This was not a date. I wish it were. Edward and I had tiptoed around the evening but hadn't discussed it fully. I think we were probably the two shyest people on earth.
We arrived at the bar as a group of people. Edward and I would talk and for all intents and purposes, it felt like a date. He opened doors for me and was very caring, even putting his hand on my lower back as he walked behind me, leading me to our table. We made eye contact a few times and smiled shyly. I had no idea where this was all headed and was desperately trying to follow Alice's advice and just go with it.
A few hours into the evening, Alice and I had been dancing together, having a great time while the boys were at the bar getting us drinks. Atlantic by The Midway State started playing and as I was about to follow Alice off of the dance floor, I felt his hands wrap around my waist from behind, sending familiar sparks up and down my body.
His breath tickled my earlobe as he whispered my name. "Isabella."
If you could feel my fire reach for you
flames draw high out to you
streetlight shines through my window,
it trembles for you
take my heart, there you go.
London's wild, but I'm alone.
You're so far but I'm not tired,
I'm coming for you.
I moved my neck to the side to give him better access as he took my earlobe in between his lips and gently sucked on it. My eyes fell closed and I leaned my head back to rest against his shoulder, loving the feeling of his body so close to mine. His heat reflected off of my own, as if we were on fire, consumed by our own desire.
My breathing hitched as he kissed his way down my neck, the warmth of his own breath warming the cool spots left by the wetness of his tongue on my skin. He was consuming me.
I could feel his erection pressing against my lower back and I hummed as I deliberately pressed myself harder against him, wanting, needing to feel more. We moved together slowly, with my arms tracing upwards behind his neck, playing with the soft tendrils of hair at the nape and his lips peppering kisses on my exposed skin making my entire body feel alive. We hadn't even had a proper kiss on the lips yet but I needed this man like I needed air to breathe.
Edward, my Edward. I needed him to be mine, all mine, always.
I turned in his arms so we could face each other while our bodies swayed to the soft music. With my arms still wrapped around his neck, I met his eyes and smiled at him. He gave me that sexy smirk that I've been doing my damned best to shrug off for the last three months.
Our mouths touched first briefly, testing, soft and warm. Chaste kisses. My body reacted to his as I felt a pang of need like an electrical current run down my belly, straight to my cooch.
His hands pulled me tighter against him as I lifted myself up on my toes to press my lips to his, harder this time. I took his bottom lip between mine, sucking on it gently before sweeping my tongue against it, begging for entrance. He opened his mouth to me and as his tongue met mine, I moaned into his mouth. He tasted like butterscotch and mint. My breathing increased and my heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest. My nipples hardened, pressing up against his chest as my hands that were in his hair started their own search for skin. I needed to touch him, any part of him, flesh to flesh.
If we wouldn't have been in a crowded bar, we would have been naked and tangled into one another by now. I was sure it must have been quite the site, like the beginning of soft core porn on a dance floor. I heard people yell at us to get a room, but I didn't give a shit. I had waited so long for him to kiss me. I needed this.
We needed this.
A/N: So did you like their first kiss? I'd like to hear stories about your BEST first kiss.
Shout out to my babes WitchyVampireGirl and Scrimmy, you girls make these words work better.
Thanks for everyone reading and reviewing this thing. I love me a crazy-horny-funny-snarky Bella. What kind of Bella do you like?
A reminder that I update every Sunday (usually) and that this is a BPOV story, I might do EPOV in an outtake at some point. Are there any parts of this story that you'd like to see in his POV?
XOX - Missy