a/n Please note that all WitFit entries are unedited. No beta. I don't own Twilight.
***This is around the time of Chapter 3, Layer. It happened at the end of Bella's visit. This was college when Edward was a lower classman at Northwestern.
Word Prompt: Magic
Dialogue Flex: "I'm sorry I'm late."
Using the provided snippet of dialogue, explore what comes to mind, be it a scene, a thought, or something else.
I was reading a book on Edward's bed when he blew through the doors with a light layer of snow clinging to him. He dropped his backpack, peeled off his coat, scarf, gloves and beanie in seconds.
"I'm sorry I'm late," he said frantically. "I tried to cut class early so I could get back in time but I needed to stay for a review, which of course the professor waited until the end to give."
He ran into the bathroom and shut the door but kept talking. "I'm only going to be a minute than we can leave."
"There's no rush," I shouted, sliding off the bed and picking up his discarded outerwear so it wasn't laying in dampness.
I heard the flush and rush of water in the sink. He opened the door, still looking frazzled and windblown. "What do you mean no rush? You didn't need to pick that stuff up. I'm only going to put it back on."
"I changed my ticket for later," I said, sitting back on the bed.
"Oh." He walked over and plopped down next to me. "How'd you manage that?"
He was too cute not to tease with his furrowed brow. "Magic."
I giggled at his disbelieving face. "I'm kidding, Edward."
"Yes, I know you're kidding, Bella."
"It was a flexible ticket and you texted me you were running late. I changed it so you didn't have to drive crazy in the snow."
He fell back on the bed, finally calming down. "That was thoughtful." He smiled at me invitingly and opened his arm up for me to snuggling down with him.
"How much longer do I have you?"
I skipped his invitation to snuggle and straddled him instead. "Long enough."
My long hair fell around us as I bent down to kiss him. His hands were quick to react - one lacing fingers through my waves and the other wrapping around me strongly. I rocked against him slowly, matching the pace of the kiss. He groaned deeply when I gently sucked his tongue. It had the effect I wanted as he flipped us over, pressing into me harder. I wrapped my legs around him when his hand slid down to my butt and pulled me into his thrusts. This was the most I got from him during my whole trip and I was going in for the kill.
I had his zipper half way down before he stilled completely and stopped me.
"Bella," he panted against my lips.
"No no no," I pleaded as he rolled away. My legs unhooked and I slapped the bed childishly. "You really don't want to have sex with me."
"God, Bella," Edward sighed. He stood up and adjusted himself to zip his pants. "It's clear I really do want to have sex with you."
"Then what's the problem? Is it because we're only friends? You want to keep it that way? What?"
"It's obvious we're more than friends." He ran his hand through his hair and sat at the edge of his desk. "I just don't know how to be everything yet."
"Everything? I don't need everything. I just need you to get undressed," I smirked.
He shook his head at me and came back to sit on the bed. He held my hands and those eyes blazed darkly with sincerity. "You need everything. You deserve everything. And I want to give you everything."
I wanted to kiss him crazy again but wasn't keen on multiple rejections a day. "You're going to ruin me for anyone else saying things like that."
"Good. I meant every word."
"When exactly will everything happen?" I wanted everything yesterday.
"I don't know, Bella." My head dropped down but he lifted my chin back up. "It's always on my mind though. Always."
I brushed his hair off his forehead and tugged it a little. Spontaneity was never his strong suit. "So what are we then?"
"We're a lot of things but we're friends now and forever. Don't forget that."
I smiled at him and settled for kissing his cheek, hoping he didn't notice the doubt that simmered under my surface.