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Safe Harbour
Chapter 8: Sly Dog
Thursday night
We both breathe deeply as we take a step back from each other. I smile when my eyes see and notice the grin he's wearing; he looks so damn happy. I wonder if he's always so…smiley.
His beautiful blue eyes seem to be sparkling against the moonlight.
The brown curls and his dimples complete the smile, and I don't even think before blurting, "Fuck, you're beautiful."
Emmett's top half of his body bends backwards and his hands are in his pockets, as he laughs loudly. He straightens up, only to flick his wrist at me and jokingly gush, "Thanks babe!"
We chuckle at each other for a moment before he gathers himself. Giving me a shy smile, with a hand on the back of his neck, he almost whispers, "Sorry. No one's called me that before."
I shake my head in disbelief. "That's abonimable – abom – abominable!" I shout with relief. "Fucking alcohol, messing with my words," I mutter. I didn't want to come across as stupid. I really wanted Emmett to like me; and to think I was smart and intellectual.
Emmett laughs, bringing his fingers to my cheek, stroking it softly.
"You're adorable," he murmurs.
I place my hand on his hip, trying to distract myself from blushing as we smile at each other.
"So…" he says.
"So…"
"Edward, would it be too forward of me to ask for your number?" he asks me, raising his eyebrow.
I chuckle, slowly placing my hand over my heart in an effort to calm its rapid beating since he said my name. "No. I don't think so, Emmett."
His breath hitches before he starts fumbling with his pocket. His hand finally reappears with his phone. He thrusts it at me, "Here, save it in my phone."
I smile as I give him mine and we both save our numbers. When we're done we give each other's phones back.
It's weird how our silences aren't awkward at all. We both seem content to just stand there and look or smile at the other. As corny as that sounds.
"Well, I really better get going," Emmett says.
"Oh?" I kinda ask. Not wanting to seem too keen to know why he needs to leave; yet interested none the less.
"Yeah," he nods in a serious manner, before his eyes reach mine and he smiles. "I really want to invite you back to my place so that I can do unspeakable things to you. But I have a stronger urge to treat you right; to treat you like a gentleman and all that you deserve. Thus," leaning over to kiss my forehead, he then takes a couple of steps away from me. "I must leave you now before I do something that I will most likely want to regret, but…won't."
Although I'm disappointed as I'm watching him walk backwards, away from me; I know I'm smiling like an idiot. I can only imagine what my expression looks like. Disappointed happiness?
I chuckle as he waves at me. "I'll be in touch Hotstuff!" he shouts loudly before rounding the corner.
Eventually I gather myself enough to walk back to my car and hop in. Although I'd had a few drinks, my last one was over a couple of hours ago and, I'd had a few glasses of water since. I knew it was safe for me to drive.
As I head back to Forks and mum and dad's, the night replays itself over and over in my head. I smile and laugh to myself all the way home.
Friday
The next morning I wake up to my message tone on my phone. Gradually opening my eyes and becoming more awake and alert, I reach for my phone as I sit up in bed.
Yawning, I open it up and click to open the message.
Good morning Hotstuff!
Just letting you know I had
a fantastic night and wish to
see you again.
Would you consider having
lunch with me today?
- Em
I smile like a dork before typing up my reply. Re-reading it before I press send.
Hey Blue Eyes,
Good morning to you too.
I also had a great night and
would love to join you for
lunch.
Where would suit you?
- Ed
Deciding it was probably a good time to get up; 11 o'clock, I rose from my bed, made it, and then went downstairs in search of some sustenance. At least to keep me going until lunch. Hmm…maybe just some fruit.
Lunch!
Today! With Emmett!
When I walk into the kitchen, Ali and Rose are talking as they bake something. I try like hell to not smile and make anything obvious. I just couldn't get Emmett's face, more so his smile, out of my mind.
"Hey girls," I say as I sit down in a stool.
"Hey Eddie!" Rose sings, placing a chocolaty mixture in cupcake holders.
"How was last night? Is Riley good?" Alice asks, checking the oven.
"Yeah," I smile, "He's really good. And we exchanged numbers so that we can catch up again before either of us leave. It was really good to see him again." I pause, noticing their weird looks at me, but continued on, "You know he's a detective now?"
"No shit, really?" Rose asks.
"Yep." I reach over the kitchen bar to grab a banana, and began peeling it.
"Hmm…I always figured him to become an artist or something." Alice muses.
I chuckled, "That's exactly what I thought. He explained that he started out as a police sketch artist, but through time realised he wanted to be more involved with the cases. He told me he still does do art though, which is good."
"So, when are you going on your date?" Alice asks.
Having just taken my first bite, I almost choke as I swallow some air. Coughing until I can breathe again, I look up at their curious, expectant expressions. "What? What are you talking about?"
"Bro, seriously? It's so obvious something happened last night. You're totally going on a date. Spill." Rose demands.
Shocked and confused about how they could tell, I clear my throat, "Look. Firstly, what's it matter if I do have a date? It shouldn't be that big of a deal…and secondly…it's not with Riley." The last part came out as a whisper.
Just then my phone beeps once again and I look to read Emmett's message.
Blue Eyes, hey?
You like my eyes? Lol, jj.
Great! Well, since we're
both in Forks, how bout
Sam's diner? Say 12?
- Em
Surprised that he knew I was in Forks and that he was as well; I feel my face scrunch up slightly. Had I told him that last night? Rolling my eyes, I mentally slapped myself. Of course I would have told him last night, how else would he know?
Feeling my darling sisters' eyes watching me like hawks, I type my reply; not aware that I'm smiling like an idiot once again.
Sounds good to me :)
Yes. I love your eyes.
See you soon ;)
- Ed
Pressing send, I put my phone back into the pocket of my sweat pants.
"It's not Riley? Oh my God!" Rose squeaked and jumped slightly, pointing at me with a smile, "You soo met someone last night and he totally asked you out! You sly dog." Moving around the counter she hugs me tightly. "I'm happy for you though."
Laughing, I hug her back, a little embarrassed. "Um…yeah. I did meet someone, and that someone is actually expecting to meet up with me at twelve, so I better get a move on." I made to move, but with her tiny hands on my chest, Alice stopped me.
"Oh no you don't! I – we need details! Name! Physical appearance! Was he nice? Funny? Did you do anything last night?"
I smile down at her and then at Rose as I step back from the both of them. I rush all of my words, slowly walking backwards out of the kitchen as they walk towards me, almost like lionesses would stalk their prey. "Not telling, fucking gorgeous, the nicest, funniest guy I've ever met, we kissed a few times and totally had a make-out session in the pub!" With that, I ran from the room and up the stairs to my room, giggling as I hear their shouts and protests. Wanting more information.
"Edward!"
As much as I didn't mind talking about Emmett to them, I really didn't want to be late meeting him. And I could always tell them about him tonight, or any other time.
With a racing heart, I start to attempt to get ready for my lunch… With Emmett!
A/N:
The last time you went out on a date?
Over a year ago. Yeah, sad I know :P
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