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Chapter 6

"Oooo, Blush-y baby, come on. Won't you start for mamma? Come on, Blush," I coo at the gorgeous car and caress the steering wheel. At this point, I'll dry hump the car if it asks me to and then maybe it'll start to work again!

"Bella, stop talking to inanimate objects and twist the key once again," Edward says in an exasperated voice. The poor guy decided to be the hero of the day and has been hidden behind the open hood for the past twenty-five minutes since.

I twist the key in the ignition for the umpteenth time, and Blush makes a dying sound, and then well…dies again. "Ugh." I slam the steering wheel. "It's not working. We'll die here," I say matter-of-factly. We've also left the top open since today afternoon, 'cos I just feel really cool that way.

"No, we won't." He does a little more of this, and a little bit of that for the next ten minutes. Then he repeats, "Twist the key again, Bella." Again.

I huff and do as he says. In my anger, I turn it with a lot more force than needed and the car whirs to life with a huge cloud of smoke going up from the engine.

But who the fuck cares! It's working again! Oh, my Blush!

"Get in quick," I shout, and Edward's closed the hood and is in the passenger seat in three seconds flat. I floor the accelerator and we're finally back on the fucking road. "We won't die in the middle of nowhere, Edward," I say, almost crying with the relief I feel.

"I tolj'a we won't, dahling," he says proudly, and in typical guy fashion, drapes one arm over the back of my seat, bends the other over the open windowsill, crosses one leg over the other knee, and fluffs out his chest like he's just won the fucking NFL.

I roll my eyes at his antics. I turn a little toward him and say, "You know you're awfully full of – OH MY GOD!"

I want to double over in laughter on seeing his face but control it 'cos I'm badass like that. His face is covered in black soot from the smoke earlier, and it's absolutely hilarious! But if I laugh, he'll know something's wrong, and then he'll clean himself up, and we can't have that.

"What?" he says, alarmed.

"Oh nothing. I just thought I saw something in the woods, it's nothing," I say dismissively, all the while holding my stomach with one arm to keep the laughter in.

"O'right," he acquiesces, but I can tell he doesn't actually believe me. Heh, I wouldn't believe me either.

We drive in silence for a while, and after we've picked up lunch from a drive-thru motel in some little town, Edward takes over the wheel.

About an hour later, I start to feel my bladder get heavy with the smoothie I had earlier.

Knew I shouldn't have had that!

The part we're driving through right now is considerably warm for the afternoon, so I wiggle my way to the backseat to change out of my jeans and into my shorts to relieve some of the pressure. 'Cos heaven knows I need to hold on for another hour or two, as the last sign we passed said that the next washroom would be a long time and many more miles.

"Get yo' arse outta my face, Swan. I'm drivin'," Edward says, lightly pushing my butt away from his face and toward the backseat.

"Edward? Are you gay?" I say, as I begin to unbutton my jeans. I never really took off my shorts from underneath before, so I guess it's easier for me now. "Okay, that's rude. Are you homosexual?"

He laughs loudly and shakes his head. "No, I'm pretty sure I'm straight. Why do you ask?"

"You told me to move my ass instead of enjoying it being right in front – hey, don't look!" I warn him as I'm taking off my shirt to put on a cleaner bra. "I need to change my… uh…my bra." My cheeks go red and I duck behind his seat.

"You do realize we're in an open car, right?"

"Answer my first question," I say, kicking his seat with my knee for emphasis.

"It's really, really distracting, Bella. I'm sorry if you thought I wasn't interested, but I've imagined a lot about your arse… and other parts of your anatomy, than I probably should. You're too hot for your own good, Miss Swan." I can hear the effort in his voice in admitting this and imagine his ears tinting pink, only to make me feel better.

He's a freakin' cutie of epic proportions.

"Awww, that's so sweet, Cullen. You make me feel so loved," I say and tickle his legs from under the seat. He jumps up in surprise and then tells me to "Cut it out, Swan."

Though he lets out a chuckle in the end and says, "You deserve all the love, dahling."

I pull over my sports bra and clasp on the sexy, new black one. After I've worn my shirt over it, I climb back to the front seat and wear my Uggs. "Why, thank you." He's not going to love me much after my next sentence though. "Umm…Edward?"

"Yeah?"

"I need to pee." My very sharp brain thought that getting rid of the tight jeans would help. But so much moving to actually remove the jeans made the pressure more, and now I really need to pee. Like, desperately.

"We crossed the sign twenty minutes back, Bella. It's at least two more hours till another washroom. Can't you hold it?" He looks at me in concern and then squeezes my thigh. For some odd reason, it makes me want to pee even more now. Shit.

"No, Edward, I really can't." I start bouncing my legs up and down. "I have to go now."

He lets out a groan and says, "Bella, we don't know whether this stupid car" – I pinch his arm for calling Blush 'this stupid car', and he corrects himself – "whether Blush would start again if I kill the engine now. Just two more hours, baby, please?" he begs.

"Edward," I whine. "I really can't!"

And that's how, ten minutes later, I'm maneuvering my way through tall grasses to find myself a suitable place to pee. "What if there are snakes here?" I shout in his direction.

"There are no snakes here. Jesus, just hurry up, Bella!"

"No, you come here with me," I say like a petulant child. I hear him getting out of the car, leaving the key in the ignition to keep it running, and muttering something as his footsteps come closer. "Okay, stop right there."

His footsteps halt. I continue, "Now I want you to turn around and cover your eyes –"

"Why should I cover my eyes if I'm turning around anyway?!" he exclaims.

"Just…just hurry up and do it, Edward!" I start taking my shorts off. "Now cover your ears as well and think you're somewhere else."

"What?" he shouts. "Why?"

"I don't want you to hear me pee! That's disgusting. Hurry up," I say, still jumping up and down with the shorts halfway down my legs.

"Fine, fine. My eyes are closed, my ears are covered, and I'm somewhere else."

I quickly relieve myself and almost cry as a big burden seems to have left my body. As I'm pulling the shorts up my hips, I hear the engine rev. Oh God, I can't believe Edward left me alone here!

I stomp through the grass in fury ready to give him a piece of my mind, when I see him still standing in the same position with his back to me and his fingers in his ears. Oh shit.

Oh. Shit.

FUCK.

I run toward him and shake him. "Edward," I shout. "Someone's stealing Blush!"

Ooooo now what? Hehe. Okay, don't hate, but it might be more than 2 days for my next update. I've got a lot of shit to do with the visiting family for the New Year's n stuff, so I don't whether I'll be able to update on time.

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