I also wrote this one for the same prompt but given I was arrested once for skinny dipping, I felt honor-bound to post previous story.
One Week In Summer
Word Count - 300
Bella couldn't help the smile that spread across her face at the horn that tooted outside her window. It was a sound that brought out so many memories, but made her think of one person; Edward. Despite her pathetic attempt to convince herself otherwise, and the fact that they lived on opposite side of the country these days, there would be no other man for her but Edward.
The horn sounded again.
"I'm coming!" she yelled out of her open bedroom window before running down to meet him.
Edward looked like sex personified. He was leaning against the car, dressed in shorts and a short-sleeved button down, his green eyes hidden beneath the same Ray Bans he'd had since they were in high school. For one week every summer, this man was hers.
"Carlisle let you borrow the Corvette?"
Edward shrugged, flashing her his trademark, crooked half smile. "He's working. What he doesn't know..."
Bella noted the picnic basket and blanket. She prayed it was a Mama Esme picnic; they were to die for.
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Their day in the meadow had been idlic. Sated from lunch they made love on the blanket in the midday sun. Well, for her it was love. She'd never worked up the courage to asked Edward what it was for him.
"Bella?" Edward beckoned her towards him.
In typical Bella fashion, she stumbled her last step, sending them both flat out into the open passenger side of the car, a tangle of limbs.
There was a moment of silence before they both burst out laughing.
Edward took her hand in his before pushing something cold and metal onto her finger.
Bella gasped.
"Marry me?" he whispered.
Bella looked down and found what she'd been searching for from him for so long; love.
"Yes!"
Which one did you prefer? Skinny dipping or Long distance love?