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I want to apologize for the delay. Sorry 'guise. RL sucked. Big time :( But I'm back now so...yay! Thanks to Izzzyy, my frankfurter-awesome Beta. She puts up with my crazy e-mails and obsessive tendencies. Love you D! Also, a special shout-out to a group of perverts (haha!) who never ceased to ask me for update scheds during the dark times, a.k.a When Real Life Got In The Way Of My Other More Fun Life. So, smooches to Jecks, Mwabee, K, Anne, bb Ruth, Grace and the rest of the Coven girls over at PEX. Thanks for hanging in there.
Btw, THIS IS NOT THE FINAL CHAPTER. Just saying *grins* ENJOY!
Chapter 20
Rehab.
Bella scrubbed her chest, underarms and arms vigorously with a loofah as she contemplated her decision. Marie would have to be sent to rehab. Her insatiable vagina needed treatment as soon as possible. It was one thing to anticipate copulation; it was another to expect it every time Edward was in the vicinity.
It's downright embarrassing!
Benedict Arnold, formerly Brain, sneered. You, embarrassed? Someone who just used the word copulation?
Bella rolled her eyes. Well, I can use coitus. Hear that, Benedict? Coitus. Is it too big a word for you? It means sexual union between a male and a female involving insertion of the penis into the vagina. Understand now?
Marie tingled.
Inseeert Anthoneeeee. Naaaaw.
Oh, God. Bella covered her face, mortified beyond belief. She couldn't help but feel a sense of déjà vu remembering how the hussy – in her crazy and shrilly Fran-Drescher voice – shrieked Anthoneeeee every single time Edward thrust during their, errm, lovemaking.
In.
Anthoneeeee.
Out.
Anthoneeeee.
Indescribable hip move, clockwise.
Anthoneeeee.
Still indescribable hip move, counterclockwise.
Anthoneeeee.
The brunette cringed. That much noise, while she was just trying to feel...Bella shook her head. Definitely rehab for you, Marie. If that means no schmexin for the foreseeable future, so be it.
Clenching.
Huh. Bella huffed at the slut's reaction to the schmexin ban. So, supposedly, in vagina-speak, clenching meant protesting. Go figure.
"Babe?"
Her Royal Slutness paused from her clenching and went back to tingling.
See? That's just his voice and the tingles begin. Bella pulled her hair in frustration before acknowledging Edward's call.
"Jess is on the phone. I told her you're taking a shower but she insisted to talk to you. She said it's an emergency."
An emergency, in Jess speak, meant man trouble, which, again in Jess speak, meant James trouble, considering her friend seemed to be obsessing over the guy lately. Bella sighed. Poor Jess. "Okay, babe. Please tell her I'll call her in five minutes. Tops."
"Sure, babe."
Bella raised her hands up and twirled giddily. Edward and I are now down to babe this and babe that. Suuu-weeeet. She quickly rinsed, knowing her friend would undoubtedly pour her heart out for thirty minutes or so, something both Bella and Edward couldn't afford right now. They had to be somewhere by eleven this morning.
Good luck to us.
When she slid open the glass door, Edward was there waiting for her. He was holding a towel in one hand and had a smirk on his handsome face, eyes blatantly glued to certain parts of her body.
Marie, the sex addict, tingled and throbbed.
Bella blushed and automatically covered the sex addict with both her hands, boobies forgotten. "Eeek!"
Ugh. Can't you manage a sexier exclamation than that? Where are the big words now? Way to turn off the new boyfriend, Bella. We want to keep this one for a long, long time, so do us a favor and snap out of it.
Bella fought the urge to bitch slap her brain.
"Your towel awaits, my lady."
Marie was definitely gushing at this point.
"T-thanks." Bella snatched the towel away, her face all red, and hurriedly wrapped herself in it like a burrito.
A burrito Edward would gladly eat. "I love how nudity still embarrasses you, considering we did a lot this morning."
The brunette started to blink rapidly as flashes of her buck-naked boyfriend pinning her to the wall, his muscular hips rhythmically undulating as he oh-so-deliciously penetrated...
Anthoneeeee.
Bella cringed at the needy whining. If her vagina could disengage from her crotch, she was one hundred percent sure that Miss Nympho would do so and then promptly jump Anthony. Picture Pac-man gobbling down those dots and that'd be Marie greedily taking Anthony in...Bella's face turned even redder at the visual.
"I'll bet you just had a naughty thought."
Reverting back to her twenty-five-year-old mature self, Bella stuck out her tongue at her too-smug-for-his-own-good boyfriend. "After everything we did just a couple of hours ago, you could never blame me for having NC-17 thoughts, Edward Cullen."
"Thoughts, huh?" Mr. Smug noted with a smirk. "Not just one, but a lot. Interesting."
"Shut up. You said so yourself, we did a lot," Bella pointed out. "So much that I could probably write my own Kama Sutra or something. I did take down notes, you know." Oh yes, I did. "Excellent." She even tapped her fingers together, completing her Mr. Burns impersonation.
Edward burst out laughing. "Thinking of changing genres?"
Yep, why not? Give Victoria Horne some competition. The newly-discovered sex guru beamed at the thought. Frankfurter, yeah! She nodded.
"Sorry, babe, but we still have a lot of other positions to cover before you could definitively write your own book."
Hearing Edward's comment immediately burst Bella's bubble. Could she actually do those Kama Sutra positions? Undiscovered muscles would definitely be given a workout if, or when, they tried it. Their wall schmexin alone had done a number on her upper thighs and lower back already. Should I even attempt yoga in preparation for that?
"I can't wait to do everything with you, Bella."
Everything? Blink. Even anal? More blinking. Yikes. The hole in my butt just closed up in fear. Seriously. I felt it.
"You know that I will never do anything to hurt you, right?" Edward gently asked, reaching out to tenderly tuck a lock of wet hair behind Bella's ear. "We'll do everything at your own pace, baby. And if you don't want to do something, just tell me and we won't do it. You speak, I follow. You're the driver, I'm the willing passenger."
Their eyes met and held.
"Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride in your disco stick."
Anal sex anxiety forgotten, Bella mulled over the song that popped in her head. Lady Gaga does know what she's singing about. Hail to the Gaga! Although, to be honest, I wouldn't really call Anthony a stick. Anthony is way thicker, bigger...studlier than a stick. If she were Lady Gaga, the song would be like this:
"Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on Edward's..."
Bella's forehead creased in concentration. Dick? Prick? Pole? She made a face. The last one didn't even rhyme. Meh. Well, either of the first two words, then.
The ringing of the phone put a stop to the wannabe songwriter's musings.
"That'll be Jess."
"Definitely," Edward confirmed, leaning in to give Bella a quick kiss on the lips before walking inside the shower stall. "She sounded really upset."
"Talk about pressure," Bella sighed. "I wish I had more time to cheer her up." She shook her head and walked out of the bathroom, muttering God knew what to herself. She was just two steps away from the phone when it stopped ringing. "I'll put on some clothes first then I'll call Jess," she decided when the phone remained silent even after she waited for about five minutes.
It was only when Bella heard Edward's whistling while she was in the middle of buttoning her jeans that it occurred to her that the boyfriend was taking a shower inside her bathroom. Girlfriend straightened and smiled to herself. We really are upping the ante. I better ask Edward who moves in with whom soon. I love my room and all, but to be honest, I'd rather move in with him.
"You're out of towels, babe."
"Uh..." whatever thought Bella might have had completely flew out of the window seeing Edward standing in her bathroom's doorway.
Naked.
Anthoneeeee.
I will never question the elasticity of a woman's vagina ever again. Bella swallowed audibly, openly gawking at the Greek God personified in front of her. Or, more specifically, at the stud that was Anthony. Even flaccid, Edward's godly penis looked – cue the blushes and tingles – big.
Ginormous.
"Bella?"
"Hmm?"
"Towel?"
And cover Anthony? I don't think so.
Edward chuckled. "So you want me naked all the time now, babe?"
Quiddich! I said it out loud. Now my perviness is out in the open, thank you very much Spazzy Izzy.
"Sure, but you have to do the same," Edward continued playfully. Insert schmexy smirk and the massively suggestive wiggling of eyebrows.
Bella's red face turned even redder. "Please stop embarrassing me." She expelled a breath and avoided looking at Anthony. "Girlfriend privileges."
Edward gave her a look so smoldering she could literally feel the heat. On her part, Marie gushed like friggin' Niagara Falls. Mayday, mayday! Horny Bella has just entered the building. In an attempt to at least control her horniness, she squeezed her thighs tightly together and cringed when that made Miss Nympho tingle some more. Is it possible to orgasm just by squeezing my thighs like this? Am I stimulating Marie by doing it? Pfft. As if she needs any more stimulation...The brunette's eyes widened in alarm. Am I unconsciously masturbating? In front of Edward? Ewww. She quickly parted her legs and moved her left foot a step away from the other.
Her Greek God boyfriend saw the horrified look on Bella's face and immediately walked over to her in concern. "Hey, you okay? What's going on?" He encircled his arms around her and pulled her closer.
The moment Edward's bare skin brushed hers Bella closed her eyes and bit her lip. She could make out God's shadow and someone dancing beside him, but it was still too fuzzy to confirm. I think I'm capable of reaching infinity and beyond just by Edward's skin touching mine. She trembled and moaned.
Anthony hardened at the sight of trembly, moany and all-flushed Bella. Edward's breath hitched. She's aroused. Fuck. Me.
No, boss. Fuck her. His dick twitched. We're always horny anyway. We can do this!
Edward mentally protested. We have no time for this right now, Anthony.
Mr. Tongue and the Fingers are as talented as I am, boss. I'm sure you can bring her off in minutes. She's ripe for it. Just look at her!
Bella's eyes opened as she felt Edward's hands creep down to her hips. She blinked at him in confusion. "E-Edward?"
"Shh," he mumbled. "I'll be quick." And he unceremoniously knelt down in front of Bella, opening her jeans and zipping them down in one smooth move. The moment her aroused scent wafted in the air, Anthony started leaking precum.
Bella gasped as she watched her boyfriend pull down her jeans and leaned a bit closer to smell – Oh My God! – Marie. "Wha-Oh, God!" She squeezed her eyes shut and panted like a female dog in heat.
Tongue. Lapping at the panty-covered Marie.
Edward, her Sex God Edward, lifting her left leg up and putting it on his shoulder.
I'm so open.
Edward pushed her panties to the side and dipped his index finger inside.
Bella shuddered at the sensation. I'm so wet.
Index finger got lonely and was soon joined by middle finger who, in turn, paid homage to Miss Clit.
So, so squishy wet. She groaned. And Miss Clit is so, so sensitive. And throbby.
Edward's agile tongue replaced his finger in making Miss Clit happy.
Lapping. Sucking.
Oh God.
Tongue and fingers in tandem. A sensual duet.
Push. Suck. Pull. Lap.
Ohhh.
Bella's knee started to wobble. Her hands clutched Sex God's hair. Tightly.
One final suck at Miss Clit and God waved hello to her. So did Patrick Swayze as he continued gyrating beside God, wearing super tight leather pants and nothing else. Huh. So God lets Mr. Swayze wear leather and re-enact Dirty Dancing to his heart's content in heaven? Cool.
"Babe?"
Blissed out, happy Bella opened her eyes and smiled down at her boyfriend. "God says hi." I don't think Edward would appreciate me seeing Patrick Swayze during orgasm though.
Edward chuckled, zipping and buttoning Bella's jeans once again before finally standing up. "I'd rather not know how and when you got that message." He tenderly dropped a quick peck on top of her nose and lips before murmuring "Did I satisfy you, my lady?"
"Yes, you did, my dashing Sex God, you."
The smirky smug grin came back in full force. Fuck yeah, I am a Sex God. Anthony strutted and preened at his boss' ever-humble thoughts. Edward could have completed the supremely narcissistic moment with a comment, but incessant knocking interrupted him. Then Jessica Stanley's "Bella, open the door, it's me!" shrieking followed. To say she sounded upset to the point of hysteria would be an understatement.
Girlfriend and Boyfriend exchanged a PG-13 kiss and separated. Bella trotted towards their front door while Edward rushed to his own room to put on some clothes. When Bella opened the door, Jess, clutching two boxes of tissues and wearing mismatched shoes, greeted her.
"Hey, Rudolph."
Jessica burst into tears.
"Oh God, I'm sorry. I know that was a lame joke but..." Bella wanted to strangle herself at her insensitivity. This is so not the time for the lame funnies, Bella! "Jess, come on. Get in and we'll cry together if you want." She reached out, using both her thumbs to wipe the tears from her friend's cheeks then put an arm around the blonde and ushered her in.
Edward heard the wailing and grimaced. He resisted the urge to take a peek and see what was going on now in their living room. He could hear Bella calming her friend, though. He wouldn't be surprised if he heard two women crying their hearts out soon. This is so not the time for Jessica Stanley's drama. Bella, God bless her heart, tended to get all teary herself when exposed to the sad/mushy/sentimental/what-the-fuck-ever-circumstances that most women cried over. Speaking of drama...He picked up his cell phone on top of his bedside table and regarded it with a look. I did promise Bella I'd call them and make amends.
Easier said than done.
Edward gripped the phone and sighed out loud. Am I ready to do this? He frowned. Fuck it. A promise is a promise. He scrolled through the names and made a face. Right, I don't have the Doc's nor Stepford Wifey's number.
Hello, reprieve.
If only my ears could enjoy the same luxury. Edward thought, wincing at the high pitched noise outside his room.
"I caught them!" Wail. "James was on his knees, giving that home wrecker slut a bunch of Australian kisses!"
Bella's brows knitted in confusion. Australian kisses? What the heck are those?
"I went to pee and there they were." More tears and wailing. The blonde reached for something inside her pocket, took hold of her cell phone and did some fiddling before shoving it to Bella's hands. "Look at this." Sniff.
Bella lifted the phone, blinked at the picture; squinted, raised the phone closer to her then looked at the picture intently.
She nearly dropped the phone when the photo finally made sense.
Bleach my eyes. Please bleach my eyes. Why did I even look at it? Oh, God! She shoved the phone back at her crying friend, cringing and rubbed her eyes a couple of times, as if the act alone could erase what she had seen. "Jess!" she sputtered. "What on earth possessed you to take a picture of James performing cunnilingus on Victoria Horne?"
Jess blew her nose and shrugged. "She gave the ugliest 'I'm in the middle of an orgasm' face and I just wanted to get back at her somehow, so I took a souvenir photo. Maybe I'll put it all over the internet."
Bella could only give her friend an incredulous look.
Raising the phone and pointing at the picture, Jess screamed. "This is evidence, Bella! The bastard chose this monkey-faced slut over me! Who in their right mind would pick this ugly whore over me? Who?"
Bella pulled out a couple of tissues and gave it to her friend. "Uh...ahmm..."
"He was carpet munching this bitch. God! I hate him. I hate him so much!"
The phone was thrown at the hallway leading to Bella and Edward's respective rooms. Bella wrinkled her nose when she heard the crashing sound it made when it landed on the floor. Goodbye phone.
Edward's door opened and their eyes met across the room. Bella shook her head at him and he just nodded his head, closing the door again. She turned to Jess and enveloped her in a tight hug. "I know it hurts right now, sweetie, but sooner or later you'll realize that James is not really who you want and you'll move on."
Jess hugged her tighter and sniffed. "It's different this time. I'm in love with the idiot, Bella."
"Are you sure? You're in love with love most of the time, Jess," Bella responded. The entire Masen's employee pool – minus Tyler – could attest to that fact.
Silence.
Then Jess pushed Bella away and sat up. "I'm in love with James." Sigh. "He's not Jasper or Mike or Ben or even Edward. What I feel for him is more intense than what I felt for the others. It's real this time, Bella. Way real." Her face twisted and she burst into tears again.
Bella's tear ducts didn't stand a chance.
I knew it. Edward banged his head on the door hearing the duet in the living room. Jessica's wails were shriller, but it was Bella's sobs that made his gut hurt. Fuck this shit. He opened the door and purposely strode towards the living room when a loud knock on their front door made him detour.
"Hey boss and master. Is Bella around?"
Tyler.
Edward sighed in relief. Perfect timing. "Yes. Come in."
"What the hell is that noise?" his bartender inquired as he walked inside the house. "Do you have hyenas now for pets?"
Both walked side by side towards the living room where the noise turned a notch higher. Tyler winced at the high-pitch wailing. "Jessica is crying over James and Bella is crying because Jess is heartbroken and hurting," Edward explained.
"Oh. That." Tyler nodded in understanding. "The new writer – Miss Redhead – and dear old James were polluting the ladies room last night. Miss Horne was very loud."
They both turned their heads and watched as Brunette and Blonde cried their eyes out, holding onto each other as if their lives depended on it.
"But not as loud as Betty and Veronica over there."
Edward chuckled. "I'll get them something to drink; you do whatever voodoo magic you can to stop the fucking waterworks."
Tyler batted his lashes at Edward and then shook his head at the sight before him. In a loud, clear voice he announced, "My pussy has shrivelled up and died witnessing this manic cry fest."
Edward pretended to cough to cover the laugh that came out upon hearing Tyler's words. He glanced at his bartender as he walked away, smirking at the sassy wink thrown his way.
"No dick is worth this much grief, ladies."
I beg your pardon?
Edward sighed. Stay out of this, Anthony. This isn't about you. He grabbed two bottles of water and stealthy returned to the living room just in time to catch some parts of Tyler's story.
"...so I thought of inviting Bella for a chick-flick marathon. My honey and I need a break, since I'm too sore right now from our own marathon—"
Doing an about face, Edward hurriedly went back to the kitchen, putting the bottles on top of the breakfast bar as he slumped on one of the stools, completely blocking out his bartender's voice by humming the song he sang to Bella last night.
Why not eavesdrop, boss? Maybe you can learn a thing or two from the gay dude.
Edward scoffed. I don't need lessons from anybody. Besides, I don't think Bella would like Tyler's kind of fucking.
Well, I do prefer boinking Marie anyway. No offense to Bella's ass, but I'm loyal. A certified one-hole-man, if you know what I mean, although, I have no objections to blowjobs and titty-fucking.
Nice to know, Anthony, Edward sarcastically replied, especially since I live only to cater to your needs. He glowered at his crotch. It isn't boinking, you fucker. We make love to Bella and Marie. Got that? Stop disrespecting our women.
"Hey."
Edward's woman was standing behind him, looking like someone had kicked her puppy.
"Hey you," he greeted back and patted the stool beside him. "Sit down and drink this. I'm pretty sure you're parched with all the crying."
Bella's chin wobbled and her eyes started tearing up again. "Poor Jess. I've never seen her this hurt before."
"She'll get over it." He was sure of that. Jessica Stanley was like Teflon when it came to life's harsh realities. The blonde might be heartbroken today, but Edward was certain that she plotted and researched enough to make everything sway in her favor by tomorrow. Or, at least that she'd get some harmless revenge, whichever worked. Poker night would then be poke-fun-at-James night. He grinned to himself.
"For her benefit, I hope it'll happen soon."
Edward watched Bella drink water and impulsively leaned in to kiss her temple, tenderly brushing a few wisps of hair away from her face.
"What's that all about?" His woman practically glowed.
He shrugged, feigning nonchalance but the rapid beating of his heart proved otherwise. "I just felt like doing it."
Bella put down the bottle and gazed at the man beside her, a thoughtful expression on her face.
"What?" Do not even dare blushing, Edward. And Anthony? Behave.
His girlfriend hesitated.
"Bella?"
"I'm about to get really cheesy," the brunette warned seriously. "And corny."
He grinned. "Okay."
"I love you. So much." Bella's cheeks start to redden. "Seeing Jess cry like that, hearing her pain...it made me realize just how elusive true love can be. I mean, not everyone's given a chance to meet and love and be loved by one special person. Some even missed their chance." She looked sad for a second. "And then there are others, like Jess, who are brave enough to put themselves out there and love with all their hearts but got nothing in return. In Jess' personal experience, it was seeing the love of her life giving cunnilingus to another woman in a public toilet. Or, in Jess' words: 'carpet munching the bitch.'"
Bella cringed.
Shoving the latter part – talk about TMI! – to the deepest recesses of his mind, Edward cleared his suddenly dry throat. "I'm your true love?"
Somebody's hedging, came Anthony's teasing voice. Fishing for more Bella adoration, boss? You are so needy sometimes. How adorkable.
Edward bristled. Somebody is not even part of this conversation. Shoo!
"Of course you are."
The certainty in Bella's voice weakened Edward knees. Butterflies started swirling in his stomach.
Congratulations, boss, you are now a certified hermaphrodite. I have a twin and it's a vagina. Hmm, I'm still the dominant one, right?
"You're my true love, first love, only love and forever love rolled into one."
True love.
First love.
Only love.
Forever love.
He couldn't even focus on one. All four were significant. Epic. It was like Bella telling him he was her everything.
I'm Bella's everything.
Edward glanced at his trembling hands and lifted one up to weave through his hair. He bit his lower lip. Hard. Fuck you, man, don't give in. Don't give in. Don't fucking – fuck!
He tried to turn his face away and hide the fact that his vision started to blur because of the tears but Bella saw it anyway. She was on him in seconds, hugging him, whispering soothing words that made him more fucking emotional.
Get a hold of yourself Edward Cullen, or Anthony may really turn into Antonette.
Noooooooooooooooooooooooo! I'm a dude. I'll always be a dude.
He held Bella's face in his hands and huskily told her "I fucking love you so much," before pulling her to him and kissing her passionately.
"Yowza."
"Oh my God!"
The couple separated, both flushed and gasping for breath.
Tyler and Jessica were standing a few feet away, mouths gaping open in shock. Tyler was the first one to recover. "That was some kiss, my oh my!" he hooted.
"When did this happen?" Jess asked in an awestruck voice.
Bella looked apologetically at her. Edward was staring at Bella as if life started and ended with her. The supposedly heartbroken blonde started jumping up and down in happiness. Puffy eyes and red nose forgotten, she came charging towards them like a bull. "This is the best news ever! I'm so happy for you!"
"Uh...thanks?" Bella replied wincing at the tight hug. She watched as Jess turned to high-five Edward and couldn't help but smile at how giddy her friend looked. She saw the blonde leaned and whispered something to Edward who appeared smug for a second before breaking into the biggest grin she'd ever seen from him. I hope to God she didn't say anything naughty or pervy.
"You are each other's 'I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing'!" Jess exclaimed cheerfully.
Edward asked. "What the hell does that mean?"
"Ty will explain. I have to go to the bathroom and wash my face. Be back in a jiffy."
All three watched Jessica skip happily away from them and exchanged looks.
"She's skipping," Edward noted in amusement.
Tyler chuckled. "James will never know what hit him."
See? She's plotting already. "I'd rather not know."
"It might actually work."
Bella turned to Tyler in alarm. "Why? What does she plan on doing?"
"She's going to do a complete 360 and be Miss Hard to Get."
Edward burst out laughing. Bella looked extremely worried. "I wish she would just move on and find someone else. She deserves happiness, and I'm afraid if she insists on this thing with James, she'll only get more hurt in the process."
Tyler put an arm around her shoulders and kissed her head. "Love hurts, sweets. There's no going around it. But when it doesn't? It's so, so good." He beamed, thinking of his own stud and the magical thing Marcus had done with his tongue just this morning before he served him breakfast in bed. He shivered. Yum. "Besides, James is Jess' 'I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing'. She would never give him up."
"That again. What the fuck does it mean, Ty?" Edward asked curiously.
"You know Aerosmith, right?"
Nod.
"So you do know their song 'I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing'?"
"Not really."
Bella gave him a calculating look then rolled her eyes seeing the twinkle in Edward's eyes. She mouthed "liar" at him.
"Well, whatever, try listening to the song or watch it in YouTube or something. Anyways, that song talked about..." Tyler paused for a second and teasingly winked at Bella, "...true love, first love, only love and forever love all rolled into one. Well, it depends really to the person listening. But in a nutshell, the lyrics of that song...Oh, my." He fanned himself, "It's like the sweetest, most romantic love song ever."
Edward remained stoic.
"Have you watched Armageddon?"
"The movie where the world nearly ended?"
"Yes! The song was part of the movie's soundtrack."
"You mean to tell me, and I quote, 'the sweetest, most romantic love song ever', unquote, was from a movie about the world ending?"
"Stop making fun of me− you're ruining the moment!" Tyler scowled. "Yes, it was. You're right. But even then, the song only helped emphasized the power of love. The world may have been ending and all, but Ben Affleck would forever love Liv Tyler. Well, at least the characters they portrayed in the movie, anyway."
Bella bit her lip then nodded. "It kinda is an epic love song now that I think about it."
"Sugar, there is no kinda in it. It really, truly is." The bartender did a finger-and-neck snap combo thing to punctuate his words. "Just like your own love story."
Sugar blushed and glanced at Edward, who went back to staring intently at her.
Anthoneeeee is my 'I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing'.
Bella mentally rolled her eyes. Here we go again. Be quiet, Marie.
"I'm ready for the chick flick marathon!" Jessica announced with a little dance, joining them.
"Sorry, guys, but Edward and I are meeting the family for brunch. Rain check?"
Tyler and Jess exchanged cheeky looks.
"Does this mean what Tyler and I think it means?
Edward entwined his fingers to Bella's and squeezed. "If you're thinking that we're meeting the Swans and Dwyers to officially tell them that we're together, then yes."
It took both Bella and him five minutes to settle the craziness that resulted from his statement. Edward more or less knew now what to expect when the time came for them to inform everybody of their engagement, wedding, having a baby...I refuse to acknowledge the cheesy grin on my face right now.
When the two nuts finally left, Edward pulled Bella to him and gave her a tight hug.
"I love you."
"Love you, too," Bella whispered back.
They exchanged monster grins.
"Bella?"
"Hmm?"
"I just want to warn you."
"Warn me about what?"
"That I'm going to be extremely cheesy." He dropped a kiss on her nose. "And annoyingly corny."
She giggled. "Okay."
Right there in the middle of their living room, Edward started swaying to some imagined music with Bella tucked in his arms. Bella instinctively followed the subtle swaying, arms tightening on Edward's waist, her head on his chest, unashamedly basking in the warmth and closeness. What a perfect moment. She sighed contentedly.
Then Edward started singing quietly in her ear and it just became even more perfect.
I could stay awake just to hear you breathin'
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Where every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure
Don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing.
Bella stood in tip toes and held the sides of Edward's face. "You didn't know the song, huh?"
He winked. "Nope."
She brushed her lips to his. "Right."
"But there was a time that I idolized Bruce Willis so much, I watched all of his movies," Edward clarified, grinning. "So, I may have watched Armageddon more than twenty times and sang the song to a Liv Tyler poster a couple of times too, pretending I was Ben."
Bella burst out laughing. "Should I be jealous of Miss Tyler?"
"Never." Edward answered. "You, Miss Isabella Marie Swan, are my 'I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing'."
Aww. "I love you, Edward Cullen."
"I love you too, baby." I did learn something from Tyler after all.
Cheesy song, I know. I could actually picture Izzzyy cringing, haha. But then again, I'm a hopeful romantic and I personally like the song. So, there... :) Chapter 21 is done. Just received the first beta-ed copy from Super Izzzyy so hopefully I'll be able to post it next week *crosses fingers*.
Oh and to Andivegas, I've been trying to send you a pm re:your question but it seems to be disabled or something. I don't want to put my response in here so if you could pm me your e-mail add, I'll just message you there. Thanks.
BE SAFE EVERYONE!