Chapter 3 - I don't kiss and tell.
After him breaking our gaze, he asked why I was here. I blushed and said that I was there for a breast cancer check up and that I just wanted to get a professional to check to make sure I didn't have any 'lumps'. Once he heard why I was there he smiled a breathtaking crooked smile that made me weak at the knees, and once he said ''breath Isabella'' I realised that his gorgeous crooked smile had literally took my breath away.
I took one, big gasp of breath and said '' I prefer Bella. And thank you''
Once i started breathing again, he directed me to the changing room to take my shirt off and put on one of those ugly thin green robes. Once I had taken my top off, and my bra, I couldn't help letting out a small giggle as I walked back to the bench and sat down. With a smile on my face, I took off the robe so that he could 'check me for lumps to make sure I didn't have breast cancer'. Well that what he thought he was doing anyway... I knew why I was really here and that thought made a huge smirk cross my face.
As soon as he turned around after putting gloves on, his mouth dropped and he seemed astonished because he didn't move let alone speak for at least a minute. This made me surprisingly happy, and the plan was in effect. A couple of minutes past and I had to ask ''are you ok, Edward?'' He snapped out of his day dreaming, or deep thinking or whatever it was that was going on inside his head, and finally picked up his jaw and walled over to the bench. ''yes, sorry'' he replied quickly.
When he was directly in front of me I kneeled up on the chair and swiftly leaned in, and kissed him. For a few seconds it felt like I was in heaven and for the third time today, I couldn't remember to breath, could remember my name, or where I was. The only thing I could remember was that I was with him and then I remembered I had to take my lips off of his. So with an enormous amount of reluctance I slowly pulled my face away from his, and then gave him a subtle smile and said ''sorry, I couldn't help myself.''
He stood there staring into my eyes for a couple of seconds before slowly raising his right arm slowly, and resting his hand on the nape of my neck. With the slightest amount of pressure he pushed my head forward and began to kiss me again. This kiss wasn't like the first kiss that had surprised and shocked him, this kiss was passionate and urgent like he couldn't kiss me as quickly as he wanted to. He pulled back and said ''i shouldn't be doing this'' but didn't release me from his hand that was still placed at the nape of my neck.