Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight and all characters. I own the plot and I'll decide how Bella will treat Eddie boy today. Lol
Mistakes are mine…no beta
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Chapter 13- Breakfast Is Served
"Hi Edward." I stood there holding the door, not yet inviting him inside.
"Good morning Bella." He smiled at me. His nervousness must have been brief.
"Come in please. I'll get us something to drink." I motion with my hand in the direction to my kitchen.
"Thanks sunshine." He winked at me as he walked to the kitchen table. His swagger was back. I was going to have to knock him right off of that pedestal one more time just so that he knew I meant business.
"Did you get my Colorado omelet?" I dug through the bag taking all the to-go boxes out.
I knew damn well I had asked for a Western omelet, but I wanted to throw him for a loop.
His eyes were as big as the pancakes that I set in front of him on his placemat.
"No. Oh shit! I thought you said Western omelet." He started to stand up but I halted his movement.
"I can eat the Western omelet; it's no big deal Edward. I appreciate you bringing me breakfast. Next time though, you should pay closer attention to what I say." I sat down across the table from him and started drizzling ketchup on the hash browns that accompanied my breakfast.
"Yeah, I got kind of shit-faced after you left so…yeah, I guess I didn't really remember what you said. But at least I got here at eight." He started to dig into his pancakes, licking the syrup from his lips between chewing. It was going to be the death of me.
"I thought maybe we could get to know one another a little better. Like go on dates and stuff. Would you like to do that?" I asked him but I was focused on my breakfast in front of me, not looking at him.
"Bella, I told you I wanted you. I wanna fuck you, or date you, whatever you want, as long as I'm able to be in between those sweet thighs of yours.
"Who said anything about fucking, Edward?" This kid had some balls the size of Texas to assume he could just fuck me and not have to work for it.
"You asked me to touch you when we were in my bed, then you deleted my pussy contacts off my phone last night. By the way, I need my phone. Where is it?" He was scanning the counter tops looking for it.
"Hold up big shooter. I'll give you the phone, but I'm not fucking you. You will have to date me like a normal person. I don't put out on the first date either. You got that?" I drop my fork. I decide I'm finished with my breakfast and put it in the fridge for later. Motioning to my crotch, "this is on pussy lock down, ya hear?"
"I'll work for it, but I guaran-damn-tee you will be begging me to fuck you the first time I take your pretty little ass out, which will be tonight by the way. That's a promise baby." He wipes his mouth with a napkin then strolls over to me and leans in toward my ear.
"I have the key for that locked up pussy, just remember that."
"You might wanna hold onto that key Eddie… cause Aunt Flo's visiting." I smirk.
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So Edward has his mojo back. Can he keep it?
Bella was awful letting him think that he ordered her the wrong breakfast.
Do you think she is being too much of a bitch?
Do you like that fact that cocky Eddie is back? Or should I knock him down a few notches?