AN – a few things I didn't mention in the last chapter. One of my reviewers asked what twittering meant, but I also think they wanted to know what twit meant. Twit is a pregnant bird – I think – but is a common insult in England.
Also I have written a new one shot. I already had Pros and Cons, (an insert between Eclipse and BD), but now I have A Week in Their Shoes (all human, but you learn things) check it out if you're bored. :)
In the next few days, nothing exciting happened. Edward and I did spend a lot of time together though. We read together in Carlisle's library and bought some books for mine, but we never really talked. I was content though, we both were. At times we sat facing each other, and would occasionally sneak glances at each other, at others we were side by side, sometimes reading from the same book. At others, we were back to back, his bronze hair entwined with mine. I don't know how much time passed. It was wonderful though, and we were extremely calm and simply happy.
It wasn't long though, before Alice complained that Edward was monopolizing me. She managed to drag me away, and Rosalie swiftly joined us. I rolled my eyes and tried to forget the fact that I was being forced into various shopping outings just by being in the immediate vicinity. I could see Alice speculating, her mind going a thousand miles a minute as she thought of different shopping exhibitions. I couldn't wait until she'd learn I truly despised shopping and just started to go without me.
She could go without me. It was worth a shot. However, as soon as I opened my mouth:
"No. You're coming."
"Can Edward come with?" I asked. He yelled from his bedroom next.
"I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't volunteer me for torture. Even with ladies so beautiful as you." He added. Rosalie and Alice 'oohed' and rolled their eyes. I wiggled out of their grip for a second. When I walked back into Edward's room, I walked right up to him, bringing my mouth centimetres away from his hear, so I could whisper efficiently.
"But I wanted to perhaps corner you in a dressing room somewhere." I moaned quietly. Was that my original intention, no, but if it got Edward to come, I'd gladly make out with him in a dressing room. What some people do for their own protection. Who was I kidding? It had now become my first priority.
Edward only thought about it for a second. In that second he blinked, and swallowed, then nodded, leaning down to brush his lips against my own ear. He slid his hand up so it was in my hair and squeezed gently.
"Sounds wonderful. When do we leave?" he asked.
.
As we were trudging around the shops – well I was trudging; Edward was gliding, Alice was dancing and Rosalie was strutting – I linked hands with Edward, who seemed to find my sadness funny.
"You didn't have to come you know. I wasn't going to force you." I muttered. He leaned in and whispered into my ear:
"I was going to come anyway, your offer just made it all that more enticing a trip."
"You were going to come?"
"Of course. I'd rather you came back alive and partially happy. Well, not obviously alive, but you get the idea." He muttered back. I laughed and snuggled myself closer to him. Because Edward was attending, he also got forced into the occasional outfit. Alice seemed to know his exact sizes and tastes.
"If she knows what fits you, why does she make you try it on anyway?"
"Because she's Alice." Edward said, leading me into a dressing room, while Rose and Alice were off arguing about something. He pressed me gently, but firmly, against the wall of the dressing room, kissing me with enough passion to make my knees weak.
His hands wrapped around my body, mine around his neck, and through his hair. His kisses were so gentle, but completely lustful. He conveyed so much love and want together in a few simple kisses that it was overwhelmingly emotional. He broke off the attack on my mouth and began to trail his lips down my neck, humming gently as he went. The sensation was indescribable. My mouth found his ear and I tugged gently on it, eliciting a stronger hum from him. Before we got too carried away we both stopped, slowing our kisses to simple brushes against each other's lips.
"That made this entire shopping trip worth it." I whispered against his lips, we both had our eyes closed, our faces almost completely touching, our bodies still pressed close against each other. He chuckled in agreement.
We left the dressing room, only to find that nearly ten minutes had passed and neither Alice nor Rose had noticed our absence. Totally worth it. Our hands clasped again.
"Has it always been like this?" I asked.
"Oh yes. She's actually gotten better. In the fifties, eighties, and nineties she was terrible." Edward sighed.
"And in the sixties and seventies I was insufferable, correct Edward?" she yelled back at us. That was right. Edward and the other Cullens had survived the fashion disaster era. Alice leaned over to me.
"We shall show you pictures once we get home."
"Please don't." Edward asked, looking incredibly serious. Alice simply grinned and danced off.
I now was the most enthusiastic shopper, trying desperately to hurry things along. I wanted to see all of them in the different clothing periods. I wondered idly if Emmett or Jasper had ever done mullets, and if Alice and Rosalie had ever done platform shoes and bright-neon patterns. When they showed me the pictures later, with everyone present, I desperately tried to contain the giggles.
They showed pictures of the less scandalous times, when women were still required to wear full length skirts, and the men wore waistcoats and pocket watches. Eventually it eased into the narrow-waist, knee length poufy dresses and tightly curled hair. After that the skirts got shorter and the colours more vibrant. Eventually I found Alice in white platform boots with a mini-skirt dress in highlighter yellow and electric green. It had long sleeves, flared at the end, but a tight body.
I found Rosalie in a similar outfit, with a headband and humongous earrings, her shoes gold stilettos. Esme was the more sensible of the bunch, wearing a long flowing skirt and a simple shirt, with rose coloured glasses perched on her nose. I took a look at the boy's pictures. Ha. Ha. Ha.
All of them had hideously bright garments. For Emmett it was his shirt, Edward it was his shoes, Jasper it was his belt and Carlisle it was his pants. They all had tight clothing, which was very revealing of their fantastic figures, and stripes. Wow.
The next one was of the eighties and I had to physically bite my lip to stop from laughing. The girls were wearing high rise skinny jeans and jackets with shoulder pads. The boys, it suited Emmett, but not so much the other two, had faded, tight ripped jeans, leather jackets and muscle shirts. Ouch. As I found Edward, in the muscle shirt and tight jeans, the jacket slung over his shoulder instead, I nearly thought I'd died and gone to heaven.
"Ouch." I whispered. He looked at me curiously and I shrugged. "You should definitely wear this stuff again. Tight clothing does you guys well."
That earned a laugh and a few whistles from the others. I would have blushed were I human. Emmett sighed and reclined.
"Roller rinks were awesome. Can we do that again?" he asked. Alice laughed.
"There aren't any roller rinks in Alaska, besides you can't go skating with only eight people."
"Then invite other people. Tanya's group or something."
"Thirteen people. In a roller rink... no." Rosalie said. I could see this was about to escalate, so I asked a simple alternative.
"How about we just take a boom box to a skating rink?"
They all looked at me like I'd brought down the ten commandments, revelling and in awe. Rose jumped out of her seat, heading towards the computer to find out about renting a skating rink. Emmett went to go buy an awesomely huge boom box. Edward took me to go help him choose suitable music, and Carlisle and Esme went to go invite the Denali Clan. Alice disappeared, mumbling about skating outfits, and I suddenly regretted the idea. A skating outfit meant an extremely short dress. I looked over at Edward, his body figure fantastically displayed. Well, if Alice went full skating gear...