Author's Note: I wasn't going to continue this story, until just recently. Then this morning I woke up with an interesting scene playing in my mind. I definitely had something to do with a certain fan fic that was posted last night. If you haven't already, and you want to know where Bella got the courage read UnicornGoddess95's "The Birds & The Bees Emmett Style!"
Disclaimer: The Twilight series and all of its characters belong entirely to Stephenie Meyer! The lyrics in italics are from "Let's Get It On" by Barry White.
I headed straight for my room and hopped into the shower not waiting for the hot water. I needed the cold water to help clear my mind of the far from innocent thoughts that I was having about Bella.
I loved her more than anything on this entire planet and I wanted her in every possible way, but I just couldn't see how it could be, with her being so soft and fragile, and well me being - not.
I could wait until she decided that she would marry me and once she was changed then all of this holding back and chaste kisses would be a thing of the past. I had waited 106 years for her, I could surely wait another couple of months. Couldn't I? Maybe this was the wrong question for the moment.
Well who's to say that she would change her mind about marrying me in the next couple of months? I knew she loved me, but her answer had thrown me off. I hadn't expected her to get anxious about the commitment; and her reaction had caught me off guard as usual. I figured marrying me would be a simple decision compared to giving up her soul to be an undead for an eternity.
Well maybe she loved me, but not enough to marry me. Maybe I had hurt her more than I could even comprehend. I knew she still wasn't completely convinced that I wouldn't leave her again. It was times like these that I so desperately wished I could read her mind. If only I knew exactly what she was thinking I could soothe all her worries. It was rare that people said what they really felt and I could never know Bella's deepest worries and concerns unless she decided to share them with me. I would be patient, and I would be ready to do anything in my power to prove my love to her.
I hopped out of the shower, feeling relieved from my previous predicament, only for the ache to be replaced elsewhere. My heart was hurting at the distance between Bella and I. I had only seen her an hour ago, when Charlie had kicked me out of the house, but I still missed her. I sighed. I could head back towards her house soon only to climb through her window this time. Charlie would be a sleep and I could bask in the presence of my one and only true love.
I zipped down the stairs and out the kitchen door heading for the forest surrounding our home. I would usually go on foot for my nights with Bella, no sense in Charlie seeing my car parked a block away from their home, and getting in more trouble with the man. He already despised me, I'm not sure if he would attempt to shoot me, if he caught me in her bedroom. I chuckled at the thought of him trying to hurt me and keep me away from his daughter. It would be impossible. There is nothing that would keep me away from her, not now, not ever.
I made it to Bella's house in record time and up to Bella's window in one easy leap, quietly sliding the window open and shutting it behind me, all within a few seconds and without so much as a squeak from the old wood of the house.
There was Bella, lying on her back, her gleaming brown hair flowing around her head in an exquisite shimmering halo. Her pale smooth skin, plump red lips, and lidded eyes making her look all the more like an angel.
Just as I had predicated, the moment I set my eyes on her, I felt my heart fill and my stomach flutter. I'm sure my heart would have skipped a beat.
I gently joined her on the bed, slipping my arm under her head and pulling her close to me. Her eyes fluttered opened and she smiled into the kiss. My lips turned up in response, as I pulled her back to gaze into her wise eyes, "Hello beautiful." I whispered.
"Hi." She closed her eyes and leaned towards me again, only to press her lips ever so gently against mine. She pulled away on her own this time. I was so used to stopping her because I couldn't take anymore, it felt like I hadn't gotten enough of her this time. I leaned back in to kiss her again, when she put her hands on my chest and pushed away lightly.
Her eyes twinkled and she had a mischievous grin on her face, "Oh no, not so fast mister. Tonight you're going to do as I say."
"Oh really, and what is that you would like me to do, miss?" I replied, intrigued.
"Well…for the moment this is about you, so why don't you just lie back and enjoy." She was about to get up from the bed, when she turned around and said, "Promise me that you will just stay put and not move."
"Bella…"
"Nope, just promise me. If you love me, you will not ask any more questions and you'll do as I ask."
She was trying to make me feel guilty, which could only mean one thing, she was really up to something. But how bad could it be? I decided to play along, "Okay. I promise."
She got up and headed to her stereo, and that's when I noticed what she was wearing. She had on her usual pajamas, but over her tank top she was wearing a t-shirt and strangely, she was wearing some very warm looking wool tube socks. Maybe she was cold and it didn't help that she slept next to a dead corpse every night.
She hit the play button on her stereo, and the room was filled with the slow sultry rhythms of Barry White.
I've been really tryin', baby
Tryin' to hold back this feelin' for so long
And if you feel like I feel, baby
Then come on, oh, come on
My eyes widened in surprise and I was frozen in place, promise or not.
Bella turned slowly, eyeing me seductively. She carefully stepped on to her bed, standing over me, straddling my legs.
"Ch-Ch-Charlie, he's gonna hear," I stuttered.
"Charlie isn't home, we're home alone, Edward." She purred seductively, looking down at me.
"Wh-Wh-When is, is he, wh-where is he?" I wanted to smack myself in the head, why couldn't I get one sentence out right?
"He got called into the station, some emergency. Isn't that wonderful?"
I gulped. I wasn't sure if that was wonderful or not.
Whoo, let's get it on
Ah, babe, let's get it on
Let's love, baby
Let's get it on, sugar
Let's get it on
Whoo-ooh-ooh
Barry White continued to urge us on.
Bella was now swaying to the music, her eyes closed, her arms over her head gentling tracing one arm with the hand of the other.
I was mesmerized and I couldn't seem to pull my eyes away from her body, hovering over mine. As I watched in amazement and awe, she slowly pulled up the hem of her t-shirt and began to pull it over her head as she continued to move to the music. She had it past her torso, and I was transfixed by her curves, when suddenly she stopped. The t-shirt was stuck over her head, and tangled in her arms. She tugged a little harder, teetering on the soft bed.
"Do you need some help with that?" I chuckled, regaining some of my composure. Surely, she wasn't planning to go any further after that little hang up.
"Nope, I've got this under control." She said with a smile, tossing the t-shirt aside.
Okay, maybe I underestimated how serious she was about this. But how far was she really planning on going?
Still dancing to the music, she hopped on one foot, tugging at the sock on the other. She managed to get it off, and she tossed it at me.
I quickly grabbed it and threw it to the ground, not wanting to miss a second of this. I was skeptical, but I really didn't think that my innocent Bella would go all the way.
She was working on the other sock, not very gracefully, but that was all part of the allure she had for me. Clumsy or not, I loved her.
She got rid of the other sock just before she lost her balance.
I ain't gonna worry, I ain't gonna push
Won't push you, baby
So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, baby
Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey
She slid her thumbs under the waist band of her pants still shaking her hips at me. As she turned on the bed, sticking her butt out at me, her foot tangled in the loose sheets of her bed and she was going down hard, the floor ready to make contact with her perfect face.
The realization of what she was about to do had my usual super-speed on super-slow and it was almost a close call. I grabbed her in the nick of time, her face only inches from the floor. I held her in my arms, flipped her over and pulled her up onto the bed with me.
"Bella, what am I gonna do with you?"
"Didn't I tell you to stay put!!?" She yelled in anger, her face crimson.
"You really wanted a concussion to go along with your strip tease? Bella…I love you…you didn't need to do this for me, but out of curiosity, if the bed sheets hadn't attacked you, how far were you willing to go?
"I guess you'll never find out," She huffed, as she turned on her heel and headed for the door.
