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Chapter 10

20th December, 2012

What in hell?

I pat the empty sheets next to me, dread filling my chest as I go deathly quiet to listen to any sounds coming from anywhere in the room. But I hear absolutely nothing.

Light streams in through the window, and on checking my phone, I see that it's five in the morning.

He didn't leave did he? No, no he wouldn't.

"Edward," I croak out, sitting up and pulling the sheets around my naked body. There's no response, and that's when I really begin to freak out. I hunt for my clothes around the room and put them on, sans panties. I don't even have his number, so it's not like I can call him up.

I check the dingy bathroom, and on seeing that it's empty, I stifle the nausea threatening to overtake me.

No, he wouldn't leave. He wouldn't.

I wrench open the door to the room, desperate to go find him.

"Ow, shit!" I shout, as Edward falls backward against my feet causing me to fall down on my ass. "What the hell were you doing sitting against the door, moron?" I say, relief surging through me like a tidal wave, and my ass hurting like a bitch.

"I was reading my book outside, since I didn't want to disturb you with the lights on," he says as he gets up and offers me his hand.

I brush my hair from my face and look up at him. He's smiling warmly at me, looking absolutely gorgeous all freshly showered and shaved. As I look up at him, last night's sexcapades make me flush, his warm eyes make me melt, and I realize that I more than just like this guy.

After a few seconds of just me dumbly staring at him, he scrunches up his face in confusion, and says, "What?" looking adorable as all hell.

"I thought you'd left," I whisper. And for some reason, I stay glued to the floor, staring up at Edward.

He looks baffled for a moment, and then he smirks at me. I yelp in surprise as he bends and scoops me up bridal style, the crooked grin making him look like a little boy. I can't help but return the smirk, and I turn to mush as he kisses me full on the mouth.

"Bella, I'm the guy who'd stay in the next morning and make you breakfast. The kinda guy who'd shyly ask you out on a date and then kiss you on your doorstep." He carries me to the bed and sits me down on the edge, himself sitting on his knees on the floor, between my legs. He looks up at me as his hands rub up and down my thighs, and I wind my fingers through his hair. "I guess, what I'm saying is that I… I more than just like you, Miss Swan. You're so beautiful, smart, so full of life, sometimes silly, but mostly so bloody endearing that it makes my heart soar. I know I've known you for a day and a half basically, but I just…the way I feel about you… the connection I have with you… one day with you makes me want so much more." He takes my hands in both of his and looks into my eyes. My breath hitches. "Will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend, Isabella Swan?"

My eyes fell with unshed tears, and I whisper, "Why does it feel like you just went down on one knee and proposed to me with a solitaire in your hand?"

He laughs. "Well, your expectations are quite high, Bella," he jokes. "I'm not sure I can afford a solitaire."

I chuckle and blink the irrational tears away. He takes a deep breath and says, "So, are we an item or what?"

I laugh loudly and hug him tightly to my chest, burying my face in his hair. "Yes, Edward Cullen, we're definitely an item."

And it doesn't matter that he lives in Seattle and I love in New York. We'll make it work. Because when you have something like this, you don't let things like a few hundred miles get in the way.

~MCS~

So, we sneaked out of the motel at five thirty in the morning, after a quickie against the door of the room, and were on the road within fifteen minutes with Blush purring – uh…grunting as we drove away into the sunset.

Well, not really, but we did drive away into the sunrise.

"Alright," I say as we cross the twenty mile mark. "So how much more time till we reach Seattle?"

Edward does the math in his head. "We should be there by tomorrow morning around this time."

I nod and say, more to myself, "And then another three hours to Forks."

"Forks?" Edward says, glancing at me from the corner of his eye.

"Oh yeah, didn't I tell you? I've to go down to Forks from Seattle. That's where my dad lives, and that's where I spend every holiday since…as far as I can remember," I say.

"No…you didn't tell me," he says, his eyes tightening around the edges, his fingers grasp the steering wheel tighter, and his jaw clenches repeatedly.

"Edward?" I ask worriedly. "What's wrong? I'm sorry I forgot to mention I have to go further from Seattle. Why are you so…angry?" I scrunch up my face in confusion.

He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "I just… look, I'm sorry I got angry, but I wasn't angry at you. I just assumed that you were going to Seattle as well, and that we could spend the holiday together. It was stupid, forgive me."

He looks so disappointed, and so fucking cute, I just have to pinch his cheeks and coo. I laugh as he swats my hand away and makes a face at me. "I'll spend Christmas Eve with my family, and drive up to you for Christmas?" he says, looking hopeful.

My heart honestly aches as I answer him. "My father doesn't really…take well to my… umm… boyfriends, if you know what I mean?" I see him gulp and nod. "We can meet on the 26th, though, I'll drive down. Give me your address and phone number," I say, and dig out a notepad and pen from my backpack.

He rattles off his address and number, and then beams at me and rewards me with a kiss 'for being the best girlfriend already.'

About an hour later, it's finally my turn to drive. Edward sleeps with his head on my lap, sprawled on the joint sofa-cum-seat, his feet dangling off the door of the open car.

Around one in the afternoon, we stop at a little restaurant on the side of the road. It looks pretty good, and we settle in a booth.

We have a Coke fight, and we literally end up drenching each other in Coke. Don't ask me how any of this started. One minute we were ordering, the next minute we were soaking wet. We have a Beer Chug match, wherein whoever chugs a pitcher of beer first gets free dessert. The patrons go crazy shouting "Chug! Chug! Chug!" as Edward and I fight out the Chug War. I lose that particular match though.

It's a win-win for us both when I take him to the bathroom of the restaurant and give him a thorough fuck. He thrusts into me hard and fast as I bend over the counter, his fingers rub my pussy, and I cry out in pleasure.

He suddenly spins me around and sits me on the counter-top, and then starts thrusting into me again from the front. he lightly pinches my clit, as his hard cock drives into me, the walls of my pussy clamp down hard on him. I scream and moan as he fondles my breasts and pushes my tits together, placing open mouthed kisses all over them, lapping his tongue on my flesh, and fucking me into oblivion.

It's rough, it's hard, and it's fucking amazing.

These two are just lovely aren't they? :')

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