Chapter 9
"We obviously fell asleep during the movie. It's fine; obviously nothing happened. What's the last thing you remember?"
"We had just finished eating our popcorn and having a soda. You pulled me in close and my head was resting on your shoulder."
"Come on, Edward. I need to get my car. It's still at the airport. I need to move it or everyone is going to know."
"Shhh," he said. "Don't worry so much. If we go get your car; you have to agree to come back."
"Fine, whatever; let's go!"
We quickly got out to Edward's car and headed for the airport and I didn't talk the whole time. We got to the airport by 4:15; I quickly jumped into my car and follow Edward back. We were safely back at his house by 4:35. Once inside, I turned around and punched his arm and said, "Never let that happen again."
"Don't blame me," he said. "We both fell asleep. But you can blame me for this," and he started kissing me. As I reacted and brought my arms up around his neck, Edward lifted me up off the ground. I was carried to his family room where he then laid us down onto his oversized sofa. He never broke the kiss and laid down right next to me. Edward continued the kiss and deepened in with our tongues. His one free hand even started exploring the curves of my body from my chest down to my stomach. As Edward headed back up my chest, this time his hand slid under my shirt. He reached my bra he reached underneath my bra and captured one of my breasts for the first time. I instinctively arched up against him trying to get closer to his touch and the warmth of his body. He recaptured my lips and deepened the kiss again. Edward slowly ended the kiss with the gentle kisses we had first shared. Edward then smiled at me and whispered, "You are oh so beautiful. I know I just took advantage of us both being tired. Now why don't you go back to the guest room you showered in, lay down and try to go back to sleep for a while. I'm going to do the same in my room."
I smiled and said, "Okay." Then I leaned in really close and said, "Thank you for not taking complete advantage of the situation."
"You're welcome, Beautiful. Just don't leave until we've had breakfast together."
"I won't; I like when you cook for me."
"Good night, Bella."
Once I slipped back into the guest room, I switched into the robe from yesterday, climbed under the covers and after about 20 minutes I finally fell back to sleep. I heard someone saying, "Wake up, Beautiful. I brought you a glass of orange juice and I can have an omelet for you in about twenty minutes if you want one."
I rolled over towards his voice, "You're way too cheerful this morning."
"Only because I have such a beautiful date sleeping in my home."
"Stop that."
"Stop what."
"Stop calling me Beautiful!"
"Why you are?"
"No supermodels are beautiful. Actresses are beautiful."
"Bella, you're more beautiful than anyone I've ever met. Your beauty shows through your heart, your eyes and even your looks. Did you know that when we landed in New York I was asked why I didn't make a move on you while we were flying? They were very impressed with your looks. I had to tell them that I wanted to wait until we're both safely on the ground for fear you would hurt me because you have a black belt in karate."
"You're kidding me."
"No, I'm not. Now what do you say, we get up and have some omelets."
"I have a better idea."
"What's that?"
I sat up and knocked him backwards onto the bed. Then I kneeled on top of him by his waist and said as I lowered my lips to his, "I do believe you about the story and I would rather kiss you to thank you."
Edward quickly convinced me to part my lips for him. Before the kiss got too carried away, he pushed me away from him. I looked down at him with almost a pout on my face. "Bella don't look like that; I want to kiss you more, I swear. But you're sitting on top of me with your robe almost all the way open. I want to do more to you than just kiss you right now though I shouldn't. So be smart and go put on your skirt and top. Then I'll cook for you."
"Thanks," I said with a smile after I wrapped my robe tighter around me. I slipped off of Edward laying on the bed and went into the bathroom. I got dressed back in my skirt and blouse, headed for the kitchen and asked, "Why do you like to cook so much?"
"Because my grandmother taught me how and it's very relaxing for me."
"Well, it's good for me as I get fantastic meals." Edward handed me our two drinks. He grabbed our two plates with the omelets on it and fresh hash browns. We sat down in the kitchen and ate together. It was so surreal to me.
"Edward, this is delicious. Thank you; but I really do need to be going back to my condo so I can get ready for tomorrow and finish up what I didn't do last night."
Then I heard, "Boss, the kitchen smells amazing. What did you make?" What looked like an ex- football linebacker came walking in. Then he said, "Sorry, boss, I didn't know you had company."
"No problem, Seth. Seth, this is Bella, my flight instructor. Bella, this is one of my bodyguards, Seth. He also enjoys my cooking."
He just introduced me as his flight instructor. I don't know who I am to him, but, at least, I could have been a non titled person or better yet a date or girlfriend. Oh God, I can't believe I just said that. I have to get out of here now.
"Nice meeting you, Seth. Please excuse me, the flight instructor needs to be going."
Edward said, "Just a minute, Bella. I'll walk you out."
"Fine. I'll meet you at the front door after I grab my stuff from the guest room." As I left the kitchen, I heard Seth say alright, boss. Then Edward say shut up Seth. You don't know what is going on.
I grabbed my things from Edward's guest room then met Edward at the front door. We started to walk out. Edward smiled and said, "This date turned into more than a ride and dinner."
"I would say so." I kissed his lips gently goodbye, slipped into my car, and sped away.
I didn't hear anything from Edward until Tuesday night when my door bell rang. It was getting late and I had just gotten in from ground school. I opened the door and said, "Oh," and walked away.
Edward quickly closed my door and within three steps had my arm. "What's the deal, Bella?"
"Nothing, I just thought after Sunday I wouldn't hear from you again."
"What do you mean?"
I quote, "'Seth, this is Bella, my flight instructor.' Now let go of my arm and why don't you just fly away?"
"Bella, drop the attitude. How did you want me to introduce you? You are my flight instructor!"
"At eight o clock in the morning at your house on a Sunday. Bull Shit!"
"Why didn't you just call me a whore because…?"
"Bella, stop it this minute. You're trying to pick a fight."
"Maybe I am. Do you know how I felt when I left? Did you notice the good bye kiss I gave you when I left?"
"What should I have said?"
"How about Bella or Bella, my date? You know what never mind Edward just fuckin' go, I'm a big girl and I'll be fine. I was right about you anyway."
"No, I won't just go. We are going to sit down and …"
"No, we aren't. I'm not on one of your movie sets working for you. You actually pay me to fly with you and that does not give you the right to boss me around."
I started to walk towards the front door to show him out and he trapped me against the door and started kissing me. He kept us very close and whispered between kisses, "I know you don't want me to leave because I left you room to drop me in about five different karate moves to get away from me; but you didn't and I'm very sorry. Now that you say it out loud, yes it was an awful way to introduce you. However, in my defense, Seth did know I was having a date the night before and that was why he was off? Yes, I should have said my date. Is that what you wanted to hear?"
"Yes. By the way you said it, it was like you didn't want to acknowledge I was a date and you had just been caught."
"We had been caught."
"Yes, we had; but did we do anything you would be embarrassed about?"
"No."
"Then why was it so important to get your car moved from the airport?"
"Because that is where I work. Plus it was 4:00 am and if Seth had caught us then, then it would have been worse."
"Now will you run lines with me my date for ½ an hour and then we can have dinner."
"Okay." After running lines and having dinner, Edward pulled me into a hug and said, "Good night, my beautiful date."
"Alright, Edward, you can quick calling me 'date' now."
"Good night, beautiful Bella." He was gone.
On Thursday, Edward came over we ran his lines and had dinner. Friday morning, my dad and I flew out to Atlanta. Once the plane was checked in with the terminal, we were taken to our hotel. I made the sitting area my work space. I started working on my project. By six when my dad showed up for dinner, I took a break and we ate. After my dad and I's dinner, I studied for my test.
The next day I started on my project, again. Around 11:30, I went downstairs with the plans of heading outside to catch a cab to the aquarium. I was heading through the lobby when someone said, "Are you on your way out to lunch, miss?"
As I turnaround, I saw Edward and smiled. "Yes, I am. Then I'm going to the aquarium like a friend of mine suggested."
"Do you mind if I tag along?"
"No I don't. Edward?" I said quietly not sure how to talk to him in public. I didn't want to draw attention to him.
"SHHH! Wait until we get into the limo." Edward quickly took my hand in his and we walked outside to the waiting limo.
As we slipped inside, I turned to ask, "Why?"
He answered by pulling me into a tight hug and kiss. "It was nice seeing the smile of surprise when I spoke to you in the lobby."
"Why?"
"I wanted to see the aquarium again."
"Only the aquarium?"
"No, I was hoping I would find a beautiful brunette with chocolate doe eyes that I could convince to go with me."
"Is this obviously one of the perks when you're well off?"
"Yes. I can surprise a friend when I want to. So what do you say, will you have lunch with me at the aquarium?"
"I would love to; I hadn't realized how much I missed you until I went to leave for lunch?"
"Good," he said, "Because I miss you to. I promise I'll only stay at the aquarium and then return you to the hotel to continue working."
"Okay."
"Where's your dad?"
"He's meeting an old work buddy. So where are we going for lunch?"
"Somewhere we can enjoy the view, yet be alone. This way, I don't have to cook." The limo stopped about twenty minutes later on the side of the building. The driver opened the door and we both stepped out.
"Edward, where are we?"
"Just come with me," and quickly a side door opened.
"Come in, Mr. Cruise and Miss Swan."
We stepped inside a side door to the aquarium. "Edward…" I said trying to stop him.
"Just come on," he said. We were led to a smaller room. There was a table for two set up. Once Edward held my chair while I sat down, he then sat next to me. A chef came in with a cart of food and we were served our two plates of food. As we ate our lunch, I looked around and said, "Edward, thank you; the food is delicious, as well. I am enjoying the view of the tropical fish swim by the glass wall."
"You're welcome. Have you ever been to the Caribbean, Hawaii or the tropics?"
"Yes, a few times for a day or so; but not very long."
"Did you go to the beach?"
"Yes, but I never saw any fish!"
"Okay, you've been to the wrong beaches then." Once we finished our lunch, Edward asked, "Do you want to see the belugas, turtles and sharks? And after that we can see the rest of the tropical fish."
"That sounds like fun, but I really need to leave here in about two hours."
"Fine on two conditions," Edward said.
"We'll see."
"One, I need a kiss. Two, I get to have dinner with you tonight after you've studied for a while. Well?"
"I agree to your conditions as long as my dad can join us for dinner. I already told him I would have dinner with him. So now what you do you say?"
Edward sauntered up to me and pulled me into a hug. He lowered his face to mine and he whispered, "I accept," and then kissed me. It was a very tasty and delicious kiss. The kiss and hug ended as we heard a knock on the door and a voice ask, "Are you ready for your tour?"
A/N a day early I have to get up to early tomorrow for my last halfmarathon, so please enjoy and leave me some love.
