A/N: I originally wasn't going to continue this but, well, here it goes. Thank you to all who put this story on your favorites list or alerts list!
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It was all set. I love how Edward is bending the rules mostly because he didn't think to include the gym supply closet.
I had Alice check the future the night before, making sure we wouldn't get caught. She also was kind to inform me to move the nets before we try anything and that it seems that Edward likes it when I nip right below his ear (something I have never actually done before).
I know I need to stop feeling so excited but I can't. I keep having trouble remembering that I can move faster than everyone else here. Damn time and its moving at a slow human pace.
Edward seems like he's in so much more control than I am. This is one of those times where I wish I could have his ability to read minds, so I could see if he was running through what we could be doing or if he's worrying over how we are going to pull this off without getting caught. I would even take Jasper's ability so I could know how he is feeling. It would be even better if I could then make him feel the same anticipation that I'm feeling, the same giddy excitement that I can barely contain and barely make keep from my face.
I can feel the charge between us as he walks me to Spanish. Seriously, I wish I could have a better ability than this shield. I just wish I could know what he's thinking, feeling.
He chuckles softly, too softly for most everyone else to hear.
"What?" I ask impatiently.
"You have that look on your face," I look at him questioningly. "The one that I think means that you're trying to figure out what I'm thinking." Smug bastard can read my mind without even being able to.
"Well that is what I'm thinking. I wish I knew if you were feeling as excited as I am." I say, moving closer to him.
"Well, you now know what I feel like most of the time I'm around you." He says, his mouth moving into that wonderful crooked smile that has me weak at the knees and wanting to kiss him. "I'll see you next period," he winks at me before heading off to his French class.
Honestly, he can be so smug and annoying sometimes. Stupid smug vampire.
I go to take my seat and wait for the bell to ring and Alice to show up. She glides in just before the bell rings and sits next to me. Spanish is the only class we have together, mostly because she is pretending to be a year behind me.
Profe gets up and I'm ready for a boring assignment. "Hola clase, esta dia ustedes van a practicar las palabras del capítulo. Formen grupos de dos personas y escriban un diálogo con diez palabras del capítulo. Van a presentar mañana."
Yes! I don't even need to do this, Alice and I can work on this at home later or just wing it tomorrow. Its not like I can't remember every word without any trouble. I don't even need to pretend to pay attention.
"You know, you owe me for peeking into your future to work out how not to get caught." Alice says softly as she moves her desk closer to mine, too soft for anyone else to be able to hear.
"Thank you," I say. I wonder what I owe Alice now. Oh please, I hope she's over the whole make over thing.
"First, I now know more about you and my brother than I ever wanted to know. Second, your welcome for me putting away the gym equipment next period so I can warn you two. I would appreciate it if you two would, in fact, be mostly clothed by the time I get there." She eyes me and I know that in a few of the situations she's seen Edward and I are defiantly not clothed when she comes to warn us. If I could blush anymore I would be bright red. "Now, for what you owe me," I want to object to say that Edward should owe her something too but she puts her finger up to silence me. "I've already spoken with Edward about this, it's your turn now." Everyone is far enough away from us so we are just whispering now. "Bella, you know I love you, but really, there's a reason I keep your closet stocked with nice clothes," I cringe and, even though I don't have her ability to see the future, I know what is coming. "Let me pick out your clothes for one week, just one! I promise you will love the outfits, really, I'll make sure that you will."
I sigh, there's no way around this. Plus I think she has already seen me agreeing to this. "Alright, you win. I just don't want to look like I'm wearing designer clothes, please?" Even though I'm almost used to the fact that I have money and really want for nothing (well, except for Edward and blood) I still have an aversion to making it known.
"Excellent! I promise you'll look amazing and won't regret it!" Alice looks so happy and I know that this has dimmed my excitement a little.
"Isabella, Alicia tienen un diálogo?' Profe asks, making her rounds around the class. And again, I'm eternally thankful I can't actually blush anymore. This is the only class I go by my full name, if only because Profe has this notion of giving us Spanish names for the class.
"Sí Profe, aqui," Alice answers holding up a paper with our lines written on it.
"Es bueno," Profe comments before turning to a group of boys who have nothing, they've been comparing sports teams.
"How do you already have that?" I ask quietly looking over the sheet.
"Well, I knew that you weren't going to focused enough to be able to work on it now and I knew that this was coming so I wrote it this morning in my study hall. See, it pays off to be able to see the future. Oh! Before I forget, Edward has extra clothes in his bag in case you two, well, can't keep them in one piece." I think this means that in some of the scenarios she's seen we do manage to be controlled enough to take off our clothes in once piece, and in others, well, they go the same way as many of our other clothes have.
Alice gets her usual unfocused look in her eyes and I know she's off in the future, looking at what I'm not sure, but this gives me time to think about next period.
Twenty minutes till this class gets out, five for passing, three to sign out in study hall with the pass I got earlier today (being able to dazzle people does have its benefits at times), four minutes to the gym supply closet, at a human pace. That means thirty-two minutes till I get to be with Edward. Damn it, I hate time.
Thirty minutes till I get to run my hands over him, till he can caress me everywhere. Till I get to try what Alice had suggested, till I get to enjoy the benefits of being married. Hm…I wonder if the wall can stand me being thrust into it. Maybe that's how Rosalie and Emmett wrecked that house…sounds fun though.
"If you try it there is going to be a big dent in the wall that will be noticeable." Alice's voice brings me out of my fantasies of what would happen. Well damn. There goes half of my plan- "That's not such a good idea either." Stupid future seeing Alice.
The bell rings and brings Alice and I out of our own little worlds to the present.
Out in the hall I try to keep at a slow pace between classes but the faster I go the faster I get to try out bending the rules. As I pass Edward's French room I can feel him before I notice him. The air between us is charged again. It takes all of my control not to kiss him, not to lean my head in to smell his neck, to run my fingers through his hair.
Finally something goes my way today and we have a sub. All we have to do is sign out and we can leave. Perfect, I stand a close as possible to Edward as he signs both of our names in his perfect script. I smile when I notice him begin to write a C for my last name before quickly changing to write Brandon instead of Cullen. He's not as perfect as he seems to be and that makes me feel better.
As soon as we are out of the classroom it takes all my power not to sprint to the gym. As it is, we walk quickly in silence, maybe a little too quickly. Edward peers in the gym and then motions for me to follow. We enter the deserted gym and head to the closet in the back. It's unlocked and full of basketballs, volleyballs, badminton equipment, and other such gym items. I barely have time to set my bag down before Edward claims my lips. It's a relief and torture at the same time, quenching my need to kiss him but igniting more.
We break the kiss and begin to quickly remove our clothes and I giggle remembering his almost mistake.
"Is there something funny about this love?" He asks and I almost don't answer because he's standing there, without his shirt, all mine, his scent filling my lungs and my mind focuses on his muscles and how I know the quiver when my hands glide over them.
But I pull together enough to answer him. "You almost wrote my name as Bella Cullen, when, as far as the school knows, I'm Bella Brandon." He growls and steps even closer to me, so that there is barely even any space between us. I loss all coherent thought for a split second, then register that my shirt, which I had unbuttoned, is gone as well as my bra.
His breath caresses my ear before whispering, "Silly Bella, you are my wife after all. Its only natural for me to write your name as such," before he kisses me right before my ear. It feels like nothing I've ever felt before, like burning, but such a good burn that I could be consumed by it and never think twice about having it end.
And my hands fly to take off his jeans, something they are accustomed to doing, while his are busy with mine and he has moved his lips to mine and we're kissing like its our last kiss.
He picks me up and begins to try to brace me on the wall before I regain some sense of what we're doing.
"Edward, no, we can't," I say and his eyes meet mine, burning amber that makes me want to let him continue.
"Why?" He asks, his voice husky.
"Alice said it would leave a dent that we can't fix." He signs and all I want to do is have him continue.
Then I'm in the air again and feel cold metal as I'm seated on some sort of cart. I hear a locking sound and know that its not going anywhere with its wheels locked. Well, at least I don't think it's going anywhere.
We begin to devour each other's mouths again, my legs curling around him as he finds his entrance. I let out a gasp as we are joined, feeling the same completion that never gets old; it feels new and familiar at the same time. In the back of my ever-perceptive mind I remember what Alice said about nipping below his ear. I bring my lips there and gently bit and am reward with a groan and an urgent thrust.
"Do that again...please," He pleads and I know I have found a power over him. I do and we are meeting, thrust for thrust. I feel every inch of our connection, feel his chest on mine, feel his nipples brushing mine sending sparks through my body. I can feel myself getting close and bite a little harder and Edward speeds his thrusts up. I pull away and concentrate on meeting him, wanting release.
We are panting, urgent for our release. I can feel the cart move and hear it groan as we continue. Edward changes his thrusting angle upward and I see stars. I feel myself contract around him and know that we are both complete, together, that nothing can ever replace this feeling of being whole. Edward finds his release with me and pulls me close.
I look up into his eyes and see contentment and love and know I could spend the rest of eternity just like this. His hand brings my chin closer to him and he kisses me, my hands acting on their own, flying to finally run through his hair.
Edward quickly pulls away and off of me, swearing softly.
I feel slightly hurt. Was it something I just did? "What? Did I do something wrong? I thought you liked-" I get cut off as he tosses me my clothes.
"Alice is coming, in fact she is screaming in her head for us to put on our clothes so she doesn't have to see both of us naked." He says pulling up his pants.
I squeak (squeak! When have I ever done that?) as I hurriedly pull apart my clothes and try to get them on in order. It takes all of five seconds for us to get fully dressed and another three before Alice opens the door.
"Good, you're both clothed. I thought my yelling would help. You might want to fix that." She points to the slight dent in the cart, which Edward quickly pounds flat. "Now get going before the class goes through here."
"Thanks again Alice," I says as we leave.
As we are walking to the cafeteria Edward puts his arm around me. Do we get to break all of his rules now, I wonder.
"Not that I mind, but aren't we supposed to not be touching so much in public?"
"I think my phrasing was 'we shouldn't touch in public all the time'. Since you seem to be an expert on helping me come up with ways to bend the rules, I might as well just start pointing out lope holes and going with them." He smiles down at me and I contented.
A/N2: Thank you, again, to the 51 people who put this story on their favorites, the 8 that put it on their alerts, the 4 that added it to C2s, and the 25 that reviewed. That officially makes it my most popular story. And, as a sort of incentive to get reviews it was my birthday on Monday. So please review! Happy Holidays!
Oh! I'm trying to work on writing more Twilight fanfiction too. Its just been a while since I wrote any fanfiction.
Spanish translations: Hi class, today we are going to practice the words in the chapter. Write a dialogue in groups of two using ten words from the chapter. They are due tomorrow.
Ok that was totally paraphrasing but I have to get to work. Wish me luck working retail during the holidays!