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Chapter 15

XXX – For Keeps - XXX

"What do you want, Tanya?" I rolled my eyes and glared at her from my spot besides the door inside of my apartment.

She laughed menacingly and took a step forward, "What I want?" Her face scrunched up and her jaw tightened, "What I want, is for you to leave my husband alone. He would've come back to me if it weren't for you sticking your nose in our marriage."

I glowered at her and shook my head in disbelief.

I was seething, seriously, was she really accusing me of doing anything I shouldn't have been doing? "Sticking my nose in your marriage? Are you fucking kidding me? You were the one screwing your trainer." I let go of my door and took a step forward, eyeing her down. "Do you honestly think I would stick up for that kind of shit?"

She knit her eyebrows together, "His entire fucking family always hated me. They brainwashed him into leaving for good. But you," she pointed her well manicured finger at me, "You're the real reason he won't come back. You're the reason he actually seems happy. I can't have that, Bella. I can't have him happy without me. Do you understand?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat and let out a shuddering breath, letting her words sink in.

He's happy.

With me.

Of course he is, have you not seen his face lately?

I stood up straighter, finally finding my resolve, "You know what Tanya, get the fuck out of here. Neither of us did anything wrong. You were screwing other people. You screwed up. You could have been happy. You have nobody to blame but yourself. I didn't plan on falling in love with your ex-husband. I always thought of you as a friend until I found out what a lying manipulative bitch you were." I took another step forward; bring myself toe to toe with her, "GET THE HELL OUT. NOW."

I was so infuriated, driven by pure unadulterated anger that I hadn't even noticed the figure walking towards us.

"Tanya, what the hell are you doing here?" Edward's voice brought back into reality, surprising and calming me at the same time.

Her face softened some and she sneered at me before turning to Edward and giving him her sweetest smile. "Oh, baby, I was just –"

"Don't you ever fucking 'oh baby' me. What the fuck are you doing here?" Edward seethed. I swallowed hard trying to calm my nerves but couldn't help but watch the showdown going on in front of me.

Angry Edward was kind of hot.

Tanya reached over, putting her hand over Edward's forearm, "I was just telling Bella here how nice it would be if she'd stay away from my husband."

He looked down at her hand and closed his eyes. Inhaling deeply, he shrugged her off and brought his eyes to meet hers.

"Husband? Husband?" Edward chuckled humorlessly, "Are you fucking kidding me? This," he motioned between himself and her, "was never meant to be. You screwed it all up by flashing that pussy of yours all over town. You don't think I found out? You don't think I don't know about the gardener? My parents' pool boy? Oh wait, the maître'd at the hotel we were staying at while on our honeymoon? Our fucking honeymoon, Tanya. Do you think I'm fucking blind, woman?"

"No Edward, I don't... I didn't think..." She shook her head as tears streamed down her cheeks.

"No, you didn't think. But I did. I thought about it for about five seconds after you told me about this last guy. You know what I thought?"

She shook her head from side to side as a response. I stood there not quite sure about what to do. Part of me wanted to turn around and head back into my apartment to give then a modicum of privacy but another part of me; a sick twisted voyeuristic part of me just stood there and watched them while they aired out their dirty laundry.

Edward plastered on a small smile, "I thought about how funny it was that I should've been crushed by your admission, but I wasn't. I was relieved. I felt like the weight of the world was off my shoulders. It scared the shit out of me to feel that way, but I realized I didn't love you; I was just used to having you around."

Tanya flinched and her eyes widened at his admission. It was as if his words alone had slapped her across the face. A loud sob echoed through the hall as she stared at his face, trying to find a chink in his well placed armor.

"You don't mean that, Edward. I love you so much." Tanya sniffled loudly.

Edward rolled his eyes, and took in a deep breath; his patience had definitely been tested by her mere presence.

Gritting his teeth, and keeping his jaw tight and controlled, he exhaled loudly. "Tanya, it's over. Leave now. My life is no longer any of your business. I signed the paperwork with the lawyer last night and you'll be getting your half of everything. After that, we're done. Don't bother me again. Don't bother Bella either."

Edward wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me to his side, kissed my temple and gave me a small reassuring smile.

Tanya just stood there, her eyes shifting from myself to Edward. She looked like she was debating something.

I enjoyed the feel of Edward's hand on my hip, his warmth, burning a hole in the fabric of my pants. He looked down at me, examining my face while I mentally debated whether or not to show her exactly how much I loved her ex-husband.

While a hallway blow job would be too much for the neighbors, sticking your hand down his pants might work. You've been dreaming about doing that since the moment you laid your eyes on the poor man.

I'm surprised you haven't done it yet. My girlie bits throbbed at the notion.

Tanya then sighed audibly, bringing me out of my head. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply while wiping the tears from her cheeks. "I'm sorry." She whimpered, eyes still closed, "I shouldn't have come here." She opened her eyes, the pain in them palpable as she spoke. "Seeing the two of you together, you're right, Edward, in all the years we've been together, I've never seen you look at me like you look at her."

She then turned her attention to me, "For the record, Bella, you were my friend." She inhaled deeply letting her tears fall over her cheeks, "This does hurt, but if I'm losing the only man I've ever really loved, I'd rather lose him to you than anybody else."

She then looked up at Edward and wiped the tears off her face, "I'll leave you alone, if that's what you want. Please understand, Edward, that I do love you. In spite of everything, I probably always will. I don't know why I did what I did. You're right, it wasn't fair to you. Maybe we weren't meant to be together after all."

She turned on her heels and walked away before Edward could reply.

I uttered a small thanks as I stood there gaping at her retreating form.

She just gave him up.

I would never.

I looked up to meet Edward's eyes and smiled when I saw how happy he truly looked.

We took a few steps, retreating into my apartment and closed the door.

"I heard everything you know." Edward turned to stand in front of me.

I scrunched my face up confusion, "What do you mean?"

He licked his lips and seemed to be contemplating something.

I couldn't help but wonder what it was that I had said.

And then it hit me.

Really hard.

I had said it.

The 'L' word.

And he had heard me.

As my eyes widened in realization, he tightened the firm grasp he had on my hips and uttered the only words I never thought I would hear. "I love you too, Bella." The corned of his lip turned up into that sexy ass, panty soaking smirk of his and I finally knew, for sure, that I would never live to love another man.

There is no way that face is legal.

Does he not know how sexy he is?

Really?

That ungrateful bitch did quite a number on him cause I would give my left boob to have him touch me right now.

Well, no, not really.

"I made soup." I smiled up at him as my cheeks grew warmer from the insanity going on inside my head.

"Do you really want soup?"

No.

"No." I shook my head, a smile plastered on my lips.

"What do you want, pretty girl?"

Oh God.

"You."

His smile widened, "I was hoping you would say that."

Edward crashed his mouth to mine, making me moan at the sudden contact. He backed me up until my back was against the wall and his arms were on either side of my body, caging me in. Surrounding me.

I slid my tongue over his bottom lip begging for entrance.

I wanted him inside me in any and every way.

A groan erupted out of his chest as our tongues met and slid against each other, eagerly battling for dominance.

I brought my hands to his hair, sliding my fingers through the soft tendrils and pulled his face closer to mine.

Edward pulled me closer to his body, grinding his very prominent erection against my belly. My fingers ached to touch him, to touch it.

I had fantasized about his cock for so long. Stroking it. Tasting it. Having it slide in and out of my eager pussy.

And it would happen.

Soon.

Now.

In the next several minutes if I have anything to say about it.

I groaned when I felt his hands on my ass pulling me up as I rubbed my pussy against his thigh. I could feel his cock pressed against me, trying to escape the confines of his jeans.

I was so over the whole dry humping phase, I wanted to be naked and writhing underneath him. Over him. If any of the porn I had been watching had anything to do with it, I'd be fucked forward, backwards and sideways.

I brought my hand to his chest then lower until I palmed him through his jeans. I whimpered as I made contact with his length, he felt so big in my small hand.

Oh God.

My pussy was dripping, aching.

My clit throbbing to be touched.

He groaned into my mouth and let go of my ass only to bring his hands to my breasts where his thumbs simultaneously rubbed small circles over my hardened nipples.

I broke the kiss and concentrated on getting his button fly undone while rubbing my thighs together to relieve some of the ache.

Whomever invented those did not do so for those of us in the throes of passion. No, they did not!

His mouth didn't leave my skin.

He kissed his way down my neck and my collarbone, nipping and suckling as he went along. All I could do was to wish my own pants to disappear.

Then it happened.

The one and only thing that could have happened to get us to stop.

No, the end of the world didn't come.

I didn't either.

No premature anything happening with Edward either.

Oh no.

He was still very hard and very near where I wanted him to be.

The sound of the fire alarm going off made us break apart faster than if my father had thrown a bucket of cold water over us.

"What the fuck?" I rasped; my voice thick with need.

I cleared my throat and looked around, still confused in my lust filled state, only to realize that I had left the Panini maker on in the kitchen when I had gone to open the door and had completely forgotten about it.

We stared at each other for a second before scrambling around in the kitchen.

Without even uttering a single word, we each went about a different task. I took care of the fire alarm by climbing on a chair to take it down of the ceiling and remove the battery from it, while Edward unplugged the Panini maker and opened the cover to reveal two charred unappetizing black bricks.

"I guess we won't be having those." I gave the smoking appliance the evil eye.

He chuckled, "I think I'll pass."

"I'm sorry." I sheepishly walked over to stand by him and stared at the mess on the countertop.

Some of the cheese had oozed out and had settled in a goopy mess all over the counter.

The Panini maker was probably destroyed. The grills looked as bad as the sandwiches did. Which was saying something because those did not resemble what I had put in there.

Some of the cheese was permanently stuck to the bottom grill and would probably not be removable.

I sighed, being cock blocked by dinner. Who knew?

Edward wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed my temple. "I'll buy you a new one."

I looked up at him, "I really don't care about that stupid thing." Then uttered under my breath, "Cock blocking piece of shit."

He gave me that panty soaking crooked smile, "Its better this way." He then kissed my forehead and pulled me closer to him.

Did he not know what his proximity did to me?

I rested my head against his chest, "What do you mean?"

I felt him swallow and waited as he held me tightly against him.

He was still hard against my belly.

This had better be good.

"I have a confession to make."

My ears perked up instantly. "I knew you had bodies in your basement."

He chuckled, "No, not that bad. But you might think it's creepy."

My heart stopped and my body stiffened. Without uttering another word he squeezed me harder, trying to get me to relax.

I couldn't.

"I had seen you before meeting you at the wedding."

I turned my head, furrowed my brows and met his gaze, "What do you mean?"

He sighed, his eyes pleading as he spoke. "The library was my sanctuary. I used to go almost every weekend. I would sit in the research area by the medical books. I had seen you there but never thought anything of it. I was engaged and" he chuckled, "supposedly happy. But I had this undeniable pull towards you. I looked for you every time I went. I knew I could never do anything about it. I didn't tell anyone. Not even Alice. Until now."

He wanted me before he even knew me?

He had noticed me?

What the hell?

So, he was stalking me.

Is this good or bad?

Fuck.

Unless I end up dead in his basement, it's all good.

"I don't know what to say to that, Edward."

"Just say you're not creeped out. Say it doesn't matter. Say you still want my stalker ass to be with you, because Bella, now that I actually know you, I can't live without having you in my life."

His eyes, regretful and mournful, searched my face, pleading for me to say something, but I couldn't.

There was nothing I could say. Nothing popped into my head.

Well, except for the usual perversions. But those didn't count and were probably not very appropriate for the moment.

He continued, "At the wedding, when I met you, all I could think of was the fact that my beautiful library girl was Tanya's prudish little friend and I had no idea how to even process it all. After she left me and I got to talking to Alice and actually got to know you, I knew it was probably too late to tell you but I can't keep it from you anymore, Bella. I want nothing but to be honest with you. I love you more than you could ever understand. Fuck, I love you more than I've ever loved anyone."

I smiled at his honesty, it's not like I could say anything against it. He had never approached me, nor had I ever even seen him. Maybe he would have at some point if Tanya hadn't left him. But he hadn't. He was loyal.

And he loved me more than he had aver loved anyone. That also meant Tanya, right? Yeah, probably.

"I love you too." I kissed him chastely, "I'm not creeped out." I rolled my eyes playfully, "Okay, maybe a little."

He smiled, his eyes lighting up; hopeful. "Just a little?"

I kissed his mouth, harder this time. "Yeah, actually, can I confess something too?"

He gave me a questioning look, "Sure."

"I left your wedding reception early because in my semi-drunken state, if I didn't, I was going to crawl under the table and give you a very special wedding present." I hid my face in the crook of his neck.

Admitting that out loud was probably the most embarrassing piece of word vomit I had ever told anyone.

Unless you count the stuff about Mr. Perfect.

Whatever, just be honest.

He chuckled, "Sad part is, I probably wouldn't have refused you, sweetheart."

I knit my eyebrows together, "And by the way, why the hell did she call me a prude?"

He chuckled, "She obviously didn't know you very well."

I huffed and giggled playfully, "Obviously."

"May I make a suggestion?"

"Why not?" I smiled and chewed on my bottom lip.

I hope he wants to have sex. I hope he wants to have sex. Please have sex with me, Edward. Make me cum all over your cock.

"I'm still taking you out Saturday, right?"

"You'd better be."

He chuckled which made my cooch wetter. The sound of him laughing, talking, coughing, aww fuck, even snoring was like music to my ears. "Oh, sweetheart, you're not getting rid of me anytime soon."

"Well, Mr. Cullen, what do you suggest we do now?"

Please have sex with me. Make me cum all over your face.

"I think we should have dinner." He kissed my cheek, "then go to bed."

My eyes lit up, "How about we skip dinner?"

He chuckled, kissed the hollow underneath my ear and spoke huskily. "Oh, sweetheart, as much as I want to strip you naked and taste that sweet little pussy of yours, right now, I think we should hold off."

I think I came.

Dead.

I swallowed as shivers spread throughout my body.

The bulge in his pants still poking me. Taunting me.

Wait, what?

"Hold off? What?"

"When I'm inside you, it won't be because we're on an emotional roller coaster brought on by my ex-wife."

I furrowed my brow.

Cock blocking bitch.

I understood. But I did not like it. At all.

Saturday would not come soon enough.

A/N: * clears throat * so ehmm, yeah, I cock blocked them about 3 times in that chapter... next one should be fun! :o)

Thanks to my girls, WitchyVampireGirl and Scrimmy, for helping me with my perpetual problematic typo addiction, just so you know, I am seeking counseling.

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