Okay.. I know its been wayyyyyy too long since I last updated, and I apologize!
The play was fantastic. Edward had gotten us the best seats in the theater, in typical Edward fashion. "Bella, you must be starving," he said as we were leaving the theater. He draped an arm over my shoulders, and looked down at me, waiting for an answer. "Um, yeah, I guess I am pretty hungry," I replied. "Our hotel has an excellent restaurant downstairs, would you like to eat there?" I nodded, and we headed back to the gondola. Back at the hotel, instead of going straight to dinner we went up to our room. "What are we doing up here?" I asked. Edward just grinned and moved his hands to the buttons of his shirt. "Edward? Wh-what are you doing?" I stammered as he began to unbutton his shirt. 'I'd gladly eat him for dinner,' I thought, thankful that he couldn't read my mind. He laughed, then said, "Alice has packed us both outfits to wear to dinner. Your things are in the back of the closet." He then quicky disappeared into the closet, and emerged holding another garment bag and a shoebox with 2 smaller black boxes on top of it. I blushed as Edward, now shirtless, handed me the clothes. I smiled shyly, then retreated to the bathroom. I was nervous to see what Alice had packed. Knowing Alice...I was nervous just thinking about it. I sighed and set the boxes on the counter. Turning my attention to the bag, I took a deep breath and unzipped it. Inside the bag was a strapless, satin, dark blue mini dress. And I mean seriously mini. It was beautiful, though. It had a pretty sweetheart neckline. If Alice picked it, it would probably fit perfectly. I turned to open the shoebox next. I gasped when I opened it. I could kill Alice Cullen. Inside the box were freaking 4 inch silver heels. Heels! Heels and Bella don't mix. I saw a note in the box.
'Bella. You are wearing these shoes. End of story.
-Alice'
Stupid psychic vampire. Now onto the next box. As if I wasn't mad enough at Alice, inside this box was lingerie. Lacy, black, sexy lingerie. Ugh! Since when do I wear lingerie? In the last box was jewelry. Beautiful jewelry. And all diamonds, naturally. There were diamond chandelier earrings and a simple diamond bracelet. I sighed again. I guess I had to get dressed now.
15 minutes later I was ready, and beyond nervous. I cracked the bathroom door an inch. "Edward? Are you dressed?" I couldn't see where he was, but I heard him respond, "Yes, love." I stepped out of the bathroom. He stepped into view at the sound of my voice. He stood there, as still as a statue, just staring at me. "Bella," he groaned. "Um..what do you think?" I asked, now even more self conscious. In the blink of an eye he was behind me, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist and his lips at my ear. "You, my love, look good enough to eat." He then proceeded to place light kisses from my ear down to where he stopped, and kissed me at the base of my neck. My heart was beating rapidly, and I had to force myself to breathe. I reached up with one hand and ran my fingers through his hair. He placed his hands on my hips and turned me around to face him. He looked down at me with lust-filled eyes. "We should head down to the restaurant," he said with a smirk, "before I can't take it any longer and rip this beautiful dress off you." I think my heart stopped at his words. He had never said anything so suggestive to me before. Something inside of me ignited at his words. "O-okay," I stuttered. He chuckled and wrapped an arm around my waist as we headed out of our room.
The restaurant was very fancy, which unfortunately meant it would be very expensive. The arrangements were kind of strange, and the table they seated us at had us sitting side by side and facing the a large window that showed the breathtaking scenery. However, the gorgeous man sitting next to me was all the scenery I needed. A young waiter approached us and stood next to me. A little too close, actually. "May I take your order, beautiful?" he asked. Edward cleared his throat, "Why yes, you may. I'll have the spaghetti bolognese and a water. What would you like, Bella?" I chuckled at Edward's reaction to the waiter. "I'll have the fetucinni alfredo." "May I interest you in some wine?" the waiter asked. I was about to say no, but then the strange urge to try Italian wine came over me, even though I was too young for wine back home. "Yes, please." Edward turned to look at me with a curious expression on his face. I just smiled and shrugged as the waiter left. "He was way too fond of you for my liking," Edward said. I laughed. "You're cute when you're protective," I said. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, "And you're far from cute tonight. You look simply ravishing." I blushed at his words. He also looked far from cute, in a dark green button down shirt that showed off his toned body. The waiter returned then with our drinks and, after recieving a glare from Edward, quickly left. "Are you going to try your wine?" Edward asked, clearly amused. I nodded and picked it up nervously. It turns out, I really really liked the wine. Soon our food arrived, along with my 2nd glass of wine. "You might want to slow down on the wine," Edward chuckled. I laughed in response and agreed. and moved on to my food. I moaned as i swallowed my first mouthful of pasta. "This is ridiculously good, Edward." He put a hand on my bare thigh and smiled. I blinked, momentarily distracted by his beauty and his touch. "I'm glad you like it." His hand slowly inched higher and higher as I continued to eat,his thumb rubbing small circles in my skin. I had to force myself to focus on eating instead of jumping him right there in the restaurant. When I was finished, I moved to put my fork down and accidentally bumped my unused spoon off the table and into his lap. "Oh, sorry!" I exclaimed, while reaching to get it. I didn't notice where it had landed until i was grabbing at it and Edward went very rigid. I gasped, realizing I just publicly grabbed Edward's crotch. I looked up at him, completely embarassed. He had stopped breathing, or at least stopped pretending to breathe. He turned to get the waiter's attention. When he got it he said, "Charge this to Cullen, please." He then grabbed my hand and stood up, half dragging me with him. "I hope you don't mind if we order room service if you wish to have desert," he told me. I just shook my head in response, still embarassed. Even though I was embarassed, I couldn't bring myself to regret grabbing him there. I mean, its Edward Cullen. I was blushing as he placed his hand on my lower back and urged me forward. I gave the waiter a quick smile as we left the restaurant. When we reached the elevator, Edward turned to me. "Bella, do you have any idea what you do to me?" I just shook my head no. He smirked. "That little accident back in the restaurant was torture. You're driving me crazy, Bella." I smiled, and feeling brave I reached up to wrap my arms around his neck. Before I could do anything else, he was kissing me. And this was different than our usual, chaste kissing. I let out a small gasp of surprise, and he took the opportunity to tentatively slide his tongue into my mouth. His hands were traveling up and down my body, and as a result my dress was hitching up higher and higher. The elevator let out a ding and the doors slowly opened. Edward and I broke apart, gasping. He looked down at my dress and lust clouded his eyes. I glanced down and blushed furiously. If the dress had risen up any higher, it would have been a shirt. I quickly pulled it down and stepped out of the elevator. Edward grabbed my hand and led us to our room. When we got to the room, we quickly picked up where we left off in the elevator.
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