*I don't own these characters
Getting to Know You
EPOV
I couldn't wait to find out everything about my Bella.
But, first things first.
"Bella, I have to get up for just a second." I saw her frown and look at me with sad eyes and I quickly continued before she got any wrong ideas about my intentions. "I just need to go to the bathroom for a moment. I want to clean us up a little and then I want to hold you in my arms all night." I smiled at her to let her know I would be right back. She smiled and nodded.
I hissed and she whimpered lightly as I pulled out of her, lifting off the bed. I immediately placed my hands on her cheeks and kissed her lightly, letting her know I felt the same from the loss of the connection. I quickly made my way to the bathroom and grabbed a towel, turning on the warm water to dampen it. I returned to the bed, looking over my beauty as she stared up at me.
I kissed her while I gently cleaned her with the damp towel, not wanting her to see the slight amount of blood caused by our lovemaking. I disposed of the towel and rushed back to the bed, hugging her close to me and pulling the sheets over us. We lay close, pressing our bodies together while facing each other. I needed to know she was alright with everything that happened. It was incredible for me.
"Bella, are you sore at all?" I couldn't help my doctor side coming out. I didn't want her to be in any pain. Maybe I should grab some Tylenol to give to her.
"Not really. I guess I feel a little tingly and maybe a little…squishy." She giggled into my neck at her choice of the word. I laughed out loud at how cute she was.
"Hmmm, squishy. That sounds pretty serious," I joked while trailing my fingers lightly over her waist and ribs, wondering if she had a ticklish spot. She jerked and laughed at my traveling fingers and I stored that bit of information in my mind bank for later use. I couldn't help the huge grin on my face as she swatted my hand away. I kissed her and pulled her closer to me, humming in satisfaction from how complete I felt with her next to me.
"Okay, Bella. I want to know everything about you," I said and she snorted in response.
What was that? Did she not think I wanted to get to know her?
"There's not much to tell. I'm pretty ordinary," she replied.
Oh, that was it. She didn't think she would be interesting to me. She couldn't be more wrong. I wished she could see herself as I saw her. I still didn't understand the intense pull I felt toward her, but I couldn't wait to find out more about the charming beauty beside me.
"I highly doubt that, beautiful. You fascinate me. Why don't we play our own version of twenty questions? I want to know all about you." I wanted to engage her so she would open up to me, but I was sure I had a lot more than twenty questions for her. "Where are you from? How old are you? What do you do? Tell me about your family." My questions started tumbling out of my mouth before I could stop them. She laughed.
"OK, well I currently reside in Seattle."
My chest tightened as she said this. All the way across the country? Fuck. I can't think of this yet. I couldn't think of her leaving me at that point or I was going to start crying like a child. Calm down and listen to her.
"But, I was raised in a small town about four hours outside of Seattle called Forks. I am twenty years old and just finished my sophomore year at the University of Washington."
Hmmm, twenty. I hoped she wouldn't be turned off by the fact we had a pretty significant age difference.
"I am majoring in English literature and am hoping to be a teacher one day. I love kids. Um, my family…" she stopped and took a deep breath. Did she not get along with her family? She seemed very hesitant.
"What's wrong, angel?" I asked and urged her to continue.
"I'm just not sure you want to hear sad stories tonight," she said as she looked at me and smiled sadly. I hated the thought of her life being sad. The need to protect her almost overwhelmed me. I had never felt anything like it before.
"I want to know whatever you tell me, my beautiful girl." She snuggled in closer to me and started drawing shapes on my chest with her finger, probably deciding what to tell me. I was happy she didn't appear aversive to me calling her 'my girl'. She would be mine. I just had to figure out how to make it happen.
"Well, I have my older brother, Emmett, and his girlfriend, Rosalie." She stopped again.
Was that it? What about her parents? I stroked her hair back in a comforting gesture and held my breath as she continued.
"That is pretty much it. My parents are both dead. My mom passed away six months after I was born and my dad…." Her voice shook a little when she continued, "he was the Chief of Police in my hometown. He was shot and killed my senior year in high school."
The pain was evident in her voice and it scared me that I could actually feel her sadness in my bones. What was this connection I was feeling to her? I kissed her softly, trying to communicate my sorrow.
"My parents were both only children, so that left no aunts or uncles, and I have no remaining grandparents. It's pretty much just me and Em. He and Rose were high school sweethearts and have been together since I was fourteen. She has been like a mother and older sister figure to me since then. They are my family. Em and Rose drove back and forth from college so many times after my dad died, and took care of me. I finished my senior year in Forks staying at my house because I was eighteen at the time. They both went to UDub also. They just graduated." I could hear the love in her voice as she talked about her brother and his girlfriend.
Her brother meant a lot to her. He was her protector. I wanted to meet the man that took care of my girl. Emmett Swan. Then something clicked in my brain.
"Emmett Swan. Washington. Bella, is your brother the same Emmett Swan that just got drafted as offensive tackle for the Chicago Bears?" I asked. I was a born and bred Bears fan. My family had season tickets in a prime suite at Soldier Field. I suddenly felt a small spark of hope in my heart. Could it be possible? Was her brother about to move to Chicago? I looked at her excitedly and she laughed.
"Yes, the one and only."
My heart leapt. I felt like fate had somehow dropped this angel in my lap. She said she had no other family. Maybe, just maybe she would be joining her brother?
"I'm proud of my big bear of a brother." She stopped and frowned.
What was wrong? I pulled her closer to me in alarm when I felt and heard a sob come from my angel.
"I'm sorry," she cried into my neck. Her sobs grew stronger as if she couldn't control the pain she was feeling.
What was hurting her so much? I would do anything to take it away. I rubbed her back, trying to comfort her with my touch as she continued to cry.
"Bella, love. Please tell me what's wrong. Please, baby," I pleaded with her to share her pain with me.
"I'm…I'm so….so sorry." Her broken cries were piercing my heart. "I…I…I shouldn't….have done….this," she told me through her sobs.
What did she mean? I winced as if I had been jabbed in the gut. Oh my God, she regrets being here with me. My worst fear was that she would regret what we did. Did she? Please no. I had to calm her down and let her know I much I felt for her. I panicked at the thought that she was sorry for being with me.
"Shhh," I crooned in her hear as I rocked her to me gently. "Baby, why are you saying you are sorry?" I needed to know what she was thinking. She tried pulling herself together, taking a couple deep breaths. When she exhaled near my ear, I shivered slightly and felt a tightening in my groin. I willed my traitorous cock to stand down. That was so not the time. I needed to make sure my girl was alright.
"I'm sorry for sobbing on you like this." Her voice came out much stronger. "This has been a tough week for me." I waited for her to continue. "I was actually in New York because I was the maid of honor at my best friend's wedding. She and I graduated together and she went to NYU for college. I'm happy for her, yet it was hard because it was like I was letting go of another person that I love. She's married now, while I am stuck with nobody. Em and Rose are heading off to Chicago and I will literally have nobody left. I've never felt so alone." Another sob was released with her last word.
I wanted to beg her to be with me. Let me love her. I would never leave her side. I felt it in my very soul. Every part of her called to me and I wouldn't deny the feelings I had no matter how crazy it seemed in my head. There was a disconnect between my head and my heart. I wanted to throw everything into the wind and follow my heart.
Before I could utter a word, she continued, "They asked me to move to Chicago with them, but I told them no."
Why, oh why? I had to change her mind.
"I told them that I wanted my independence and that I would be fine to finish school in Seattle. I told them that was what I wanted. That I wanted to remain close to where my father was buried." She was shaking as she cried out the words. I knew only one thing at that point. She had lied.
"But, that wasn't the truth, was it?" I asked her. She looked up at me then and I brushed the tears away from her red-rimmed eyes.
"No," she said softly. "I love my brother and Rose more than anything. They are starting their new life together. They will get married soon and they will be starting their new, exciting careers. I don't want to be a burden anymore. I don't want to take anything more away from them. I know how much they have given up already, trying to take care of me and be parents and siblings to me at the same time. They deserve their happiness."
Oh, my darling angel. She was so selfless. How could this sweet, beautiful angel ever believe herself to be a burden? I made a decision then that I hoped would change my life forever. For the better. I needed only one more answer before I went on.
"Bella, what did you mean when you said that you shouldn't have done this?" She looked at me with scared eyes. Why was she afraid?
"Edward, please don't think that I regret tonight. Quite the opposite. I have never felt more right than I do in your arms. This has been the best night of my life." I sighed in relief, but wondered what she was scared of. I hugged her tight as she let out another sob. "It's just that I feel like my heart is breaking, knowing that after the greatest night of my life, I will have to let you go tomorrow." She sobbed again, my heart in pain for her. "I've lost a lot of people in my life, but losing you….I'm afraid it will be the most difficult of them all," she broke off crying into my chest.
I couldn't let her go on. I had to stop this pain. My resolve strengthened while I contemplated the best way to ask her. I stroked her hair and rubbed her back until she had calmed enough to listen to me.
"Bella, I think it is time that I told you a little about myself." I held her so that I could look into her eyes as I spoke. I wanted to give her some background first, so that she was more comfortable when I made my proposal to her.
Hmmm, proposal. Why did that sound so right in my head? Well, that proposal would need to wait a little while. I had a different kind of proposal in mind for that night.
"I am 28 years old." I hesitated, watching for any negative reaction to my age. I didn't see one so I continued. "I am a pediatrician, following in my father's footsteps. He's actually the Chief of Staff at the hospital I work in. I love my family more than anything. My parents are my heroes. My dad, Carlisle, is of course, a doctor. More specifically a surgeon, although he mostly just consults these days. My mother, Esme, is an interior designer. I have a younger sister, Alice, who is 23 and happily married to Jasper Whitlock, who has become one of my best friends. Alice is a fashion designer and Jasper has taken a lead in the family business. My grandfather is Anthony Masen, who founded Masen Pharmaceuticals. Both sets of my grandparents are alive and kicking…and meddling." I smiled at her and she smiled back. I love her smile. I leaned in so close I could feel her breath on my face.
"Bella, love. I live in Chicago." I paused so she had time to comprehend what I was saying.
"Bella, I am 28. I've had one serious, long-term relationship in my life. I lost her in college. But, I have never felt anything close to the way I feel with you. I don't want to scare you and I know that this seems crazy since it is happening so fast, but I can't deny my heart. I feel this intense connection to you that is difficult to explain and I hope you feel it too. I can't...I can't lose you. I won't lose you." The resolve in my voice was clear as I declared my feelings for her. I needed to know she felt the same for me. But first I had to lay all my cards on the table.
"I know you said that you have nobody left in Seattle," I said before swallowing my nervousness. It was odd because I wasn't anxious about what I was going to propose to Bella, only nervous that she wouldn't agree. I brushed a strand of hair off her face and kissed her gently.
"Bella, I want you with me. I want to share my life with you. I want to wake up and see your gorgeous face in the morning. I want to hear your beautiful voice whispering in my ear every day. There are lots of universities in Chicago where you can finish your degree. Plenty of opportunities to teach, if that is what you want. You wouldn't be moving to Chicago as a third wheel to Emmett and Rosalie. Although I have to say, that is ridiculous. I'm sure they want you there because they are family and care about you, not because they think you can't care for yourself."
Yes, I ranted a little. I was afraid my girl didn't see herself as the wonderful and amazing person that I saw.
"I want you to move to Chicago to be with me. I want you to meet my family and I want to meet yours. Is this something you could consider?" I had to know what she was thinking.
"You want me to move to Chicago to be with you?" she asked as in disbelief. I kissed her deeply and looked back in her eyes.
"Yes."
Yes, please! Please say you'll be with me. I want you. I want you more than anything I have ever wanted before. I want to marry you. I want to have babies with you. Damn, she would be gorgeous carrying my child. My cock twitched at the thought. Not now!
She searched my eyes for truth and I held my breath waiting for her to answer.
"OK."
My world spun on its axis. I had never before felt as much joy as I did when I heard those two syllables come from her lips. My angel said yes! I couldn't believe it. My thoughts were filled with cupcakes, rainbows, and puppy kisses.
What?
I was seriously turning into a woman. I shook my head trying to clear it enough to formulate a proper response.
"Say it again. Tell me you are coming to live with me in Chicago." I had to hear it again.
"Yes, Edward. Yes. I'm moving to Chicago to be with you," she said with a bright smile on her face and her big brown eyes shining.
I did the only thing I could do in that moment.
I tackled her.
BPOV
I was dizzy. One moment I was saying yes to my Edward and the next he was on top of me with a kiss so hot my ovaries were sizzling.
I was still trying to compute all the information buzzing around in my head and the sensations flowing throughout my body from the last few hours.
I kept coming back to the most important thing…Edward wanted me. I knew he desired my body, I had felt his desire poking me in the stomach (and other places) since the elevator shut down. But when he asked me to come to Chicago, I knew he wanted more from me than a one-night stand. He wanted me to be with him, to move across the country, to meet his family, to share his life. I felt like I was in a dream. I hoped that if it was a dream, I would never wake up from it.
Could it be true? Have I found someone that wants to be by my side, just for me?
I was in a whirlwind, but I didn't want to stop and catch my breath. I didn't want to overthink and overanalyze the situation as I normally would. I wanted my heart to lead and not my head. The small voice in my head kept telling me it was way too soon to get in with him so deep. It was saying that if his words weren't true or if he did leave me that the fall was going to be too difficult for me to recover from. Edward's fierce kisses were helping me smother out that voice.
Ha, who was I kidding?
I knew with everything in me that I had already fallen. I was already there. The short time, the snap decisions, the not knowing him well enough, none of it mattered. I wanted to grab onto the crazy notion of love at first sight and hold on tight. The only path I could choose at that point was one that kept me as close to him as possible.
"I want you so much," he said in his velvet voice, breaking through the cloud of lust in my brain induced by the feel of his body on mine and his intoxicating kisses.
I knew then that he was up, literally, for round two. Desire shot through me as I bucked my hips to grind against him in welcome. I felt his fingers slide down my body and he groaned his delight finding me as excited as he was.
"You are so wet for me, baby," he panted into my ear. The vibrations from his words and the feel of his tongue in my ear made my girly parts tingle. My clit ignited like it was on fire; I couldn't help moaning loudly, grabbing his hair and pulling his lips to my own roughly. The slight soreness present from the loss of my virginity a couple hours before was not going to stop me from getting him inside me as soon as possible.
I felt him thrust two fingers into me while his thumb rubbed my clit feverishly. Did he have some kind of magical sex powers? I didn't understand how Edward brought me to the brink of explosion so quickly.
"Do you want me, Bella?"
How could my adonis even ask me that insane question? Yes, a thousand times yes! Oh, his fingers were amazing. I swore I heard trumpets and flutes playing a tune inside my head.
"Yes!" I cried, so very close to bliss again. He thrust inside me with a grunt, filling me up completely and perfectly like he was made for me alone.
He rocked into me deep and fast. I tried to bring him even closer by wrapping my legs him tight and pressing on his ass and the back of his thighs with my feet.
"So good, Bella…ungh…you are so tight, baby…so wet for me." I barely registered his hot babbling because the feeling of him sliding in and out of me was too good.
Edward was definitely a sex talker, which would have made me giggle if I hadn't been delirious from his driving cock. Are doctors allowed to be sex talkers? Hehehe. It was sexy as hell, even though I knew I would need to gain some confidence before I could man up to that task. His thrusts became more erratic just as his fingers returned to my clit.
"Come for me, beautiful. Come on my cock for me."
Yes, master. Anything for you. I want to chain up your cock to carry around with me all day, every day. It is mine. All you bitches out there, beware.
The build-up in my abdomen exploded again as I came hard. He followed soon after, burying himself as deeply as possible and stilling as he filled me up with his warmth.
Yeah. When I finally gathered the thousand pieces of myself that were scattered around the room from my explosion and could register a coherent thought in my head, I would try to remember to talk to him about that.
I unclasped my legs as they fell to the side in exhaustion. Edward collapsed on top of me, still inside me.
Amazing. Stupendous. Fantastic. Awesome. Remarkable. Breathtaking.
I needed a new word to describe the feeling of being sexed up by this man. He breathed heavily into my neck, with one hand on the back of my neck and the other gently stroking a line on my side from my ribs to my hips. I ran my fingernails through his hair, massaging his scalp. I heard what sounded almost like purring in my ear and couldn't help chuckling.
"You know, it's really not polite to laugh after a man makes love to you like that," he said, breaking through the haze of my post-coital bliss.
He lifted his head and looked down at me with a playful scowl. I giggled at him which made him break out into a grin.
"Mmmm, I was enjoying you purring in my ear, you sexy man," I explained to him.
"Purring?"
Yeah, like he didn't know he was purring. Give me a break.
"Yessir. I liked it," I said as I ran my fingers over his cheekbone and down to outline his lips. He leaned down and kissed me slowly before rolling us over so that I was lying on top of him. I again felt the loss of connection when he slipped from my body. He glanced over at the alarm clock and I followed his gaze. It was a little after 1 am.
"What time does your flight leave tomorrow for Seattle?" he asked me. My heart skipped a beat. It scared me right to my bones that perhaps he was already regretting asking me to move to Chicago. My throat dried up and my eyes started to water at the possibility he didn't really want me.
He must have sensed my reaction to his question because he quickly added, "I want to make sure we get all the details nailed down before we leave. I want you in Chicago as soon as humanly possible. Love, stop trembling," he said, stroking my hair and my back in comfort. I breathed out a sigh of relief and decided I needed to show him I was usually a strong woman. I didn't know why I kept falling apart on him.
"Edward, I'm sorry. I really don't know why I am so emotional. It's just that this is all a little overwhelming. I'm happier than I've ever been, but it also seems like it is too good to be true," I tried explaining to him.
"I agree, baby. It is overwhelming. I wouldn't believe it myself if I wasn't going through it, yet it feels so right to me. It doesn't matter to me that it's only been hours. It's like this was destined and I am not going to fight fate," he said before he leaned up to kiss me again. He really was perfect.
"Okay. Well, my flight leaves at two pm. We need to check-out of here by noon. Believe me, I know that one," I laughed.
"Good, my flight leaves around the same time so we can leave together for the airport. What did you mean you know that one?" he asked me.
"Ha. Well, until you came along, yesterday was one of the worst days ever. My flight out to Seattle was supposed to be yesterday afternoon. I was at a going-away brunch yesterday morning to bid goodbye to Angela and Ben before they left for their honeymoon. Well, I left the brunch early so that I would have enough time to get back here to pack, check-out, and get to the airport. Unfortunately, a long series of events prevented me from getting to check-out by the noon deadline time. Actually, thinking about it now, it was probably fortunate instead of unfortunate. Since they charged me for a room an additional night when my flight was cancelled, I went ahead and came back here. If they hadn't charged me, I probably would have stayed the night closer to the airport. I never would have met you," I said that last sentence softly, thinking about all the little circumstances that led us both to be together at the exact same place at the exact same time.
"Fate," we both said at the same time before looking at each other and grinning.
"So, what kind of obligations do you have to take care of before you can move?" he asked. I started thinking of everything back at home. It all seemed so distant and almost alien. It was like my soul knew that home was where Edward was at.
"Not a lot really. My lease turns over at the end of July, so I will let them know I am not renewing. Em and Rose were planning on moving to their place in Chicago in a few days. They were waiting for me to get back from New York to spend time with me before they leave. They already have a place ready to go. Em starts training camp at the end of the month and wants some time to settle in Chicago before he starts. I guess my biggest hurdle will be talking to Em and Rose to see if they have room for me after all. Or, I could always get my own place, but that would take some time to research and figure out what is best. I'll need to also figure out what university I want to transfer to and go by the administration office to find out if I need to sign anything before I leave. The packing will be the easiest part. I don't have a whole lot. My books will take up the most boxes," I explained to him.
He laughed a little. "Alice is going to have a ball with you. She'll think it a travesty that you don't have a separate moving van just for your clothes." His eyes lit up as he spoke of his sister. I couldn't wait to meet her. His face took on a serious expression and I waited to hear what he had to say as he hugged me closer to him.
"Bella, I hope this doesn't scare you. I don't want you to feel any pressure, because if this is something you don't want you can just tell me. We'll figure it out," he started as my heartbeat quickened. "When I asked you to move to Chicago, I guess I was also asking if you would move in with me."
My mouth gaped in surprise and he hurried on. "Well, I have a large place and it is just me. You could even take one of the guest rooms if you didn't feel comfortable sharing a bedroom with me so soon. Yes, I know everything is so soon, but I think that is our motto." He grinned at me and continued. "I know it is a lot to take in, but I want you with me. Maybe you can try it on a trial basis. Stay there long enough to get your schooling situation worked out and at that point if you still feel like you want your own place or you would rather be with your brother and Rosalie, then we can do that. Will you move in with me? Please?"
The look of hope on his face was so adorable. I didn't understand how this man couldn't already be taken. How could this beautiful man want me? I didn't get it, but I wasn't going to fight it. I thought about what he said for a minute. If it didn't work out staying with him, then I could always go to Em and Rose's until I got my own place.
"Edward, I don't want to be a freeloader though. I have money from my dad's estate, so if I did move in with you, I would want to pay you rent."
He looked at me like I had three heads. What was so wrong with that? I wasn't going to just sponge off of him. I was emotionally lonely, but I could take care of myself financially.
"Baby, I'm not disregarding what you are saying, but money isn't something I worry about and I don't want you to either. What's mine is yours. Besides, my place is already paid for so there isn't any rent," he tried to reason with me. I still felt weird about living someplace for free that wasn't my parent's house. It made me feel off-balance, like he would be contributing more to the relationship than I would.
"I don't mean to be difficult, but I don't want to spend your money. I don't care about money. I have my own and it is enough to live my life as I like. I can go to school and concentrate on my studies without having to work. So, it makes me feel a little uneasy to be asked to stay at your home without contributing anything to it."
Would he understand that?
"You would be contributing to the house just by being there," he said and I huffed.
Well, maybe there was something I could add to the house.
"Edward, how are you in the kitchen?"
I knew the way to a man's heart was through his stomach. I grew up with Charlie and Emmett. I had to cook or we would have had take-out fried chicken and pizza every night. I was great in the kitchen and I started getting excited at the prospect of feeding my hungry doctor-man.
Maybe he could wear his scrubs while I ogled him in the dining room eating my lasagna?
His eyes blinked in confusion from my off-kilter question. "Not so good. I can burn water. But, I am great at ordering take-out," he said proudly as I shook my head
He and Em were going to get along well. That was if Em didn't kill him first.
"Okay, here's the deal. I will move in but I am taking over the kitchen. My payment for living there will be to feed you with delicious meals after your long days at the hospital."
I was pretty proud of my idea until I looked at him gawking at me. What was his problem? Did he not like people to cook for him?
"Baby, I want to make sure I have this right. You are saying that yes, you will move in with me. Then on top of that you want to cook for me?" I nodded shyly before he cleared his throat and continued. "Well, you are really getting the short end of the stick here, love. But, I am so damn happy right now, I can't even describe it. If you really want to cook, feel free. But, I don't want you to consider it any type of payment. And you better believe I will be taking my girl out often to the greatest restaurants in Chicago so that I can show her my favorite city," he said and kissed me hard. "I'm also excited to meet this brother of yours. Everyone in my family is a huge Bears fan." I smiled at his eagerness.
"Yeah, maybe that is what we should talk about next. I mean, just between us here alone, our little situation already seems completely insane. What are we going to tell our families?" I asked him with trepidation. I was scared his family was going to think I was some tramp gold-digger and they would hate me.
Maybe I am a tramp? I did sleep with him after only an hour. My inner bad girl nodded her head and licked her lips.
"We should just tell them the truth," he said. What? I'm sure my eyes were wide as saucers from his idea. Emmett would not be happy if I told him I jumped in bed with a stranger and was moving across the country to live with him. Edward chuckled at me and continued. "We'll tell them we met in New York, we fell madly in love, and we couldn't live without each other. The end."
It sounded so simplistic that I almost missed the middle part about falling madly in love. Did this mean he loved me? Did I love him?
Um, yes. Duh. My inner voices said together, synchronizing their insults.
Jinx. I wished they would shut up so I could think.
"Fell madly in love?" I asked him, wanting to prod his statement a little further.
"Yes, well…shit….um, I guess you don't have to say that," he mumbled. Silly man. It was the most wonderful thing I had ever heard.
Did he really love me? I knew I felt something powerful for him. Something that was so much stronger than anything I had felt before. Is this what he is feeling too? I decided to save him because he seemed embarrassed.
"Edward, I think that is the exact right thing to say." I grabbed his hand and laced my fingers through his, looking into his eyes with my chin on his chest. "Since we are being honest here, I do want to admit that I'm a little scared of what your family is going to think of me. They will probably think I'm a trampy gold-digger or something." I frowned as I thought about it more. I really hoped they would like me.
"Bella, don't even worry about anything like that. It's impossible. My family will absolutely adore you. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if I already had a text message from Alice asking me when she gets to meet her new best friend. You'll soon find out that she just knows things. It's uncanny. Don't ever bet against her," he said, running his hands up and down my back.
"Anyway, as for what my family will think…well, first of all, I'm not going to go into the gory details of our night here together," he told me, tickling me and nuzzling my nose. He laughed and continued, "And even if I did, my dear, you were a virgin and pretty much the antithesis of a tramp. And gold-digger?" He shook his head. "Bella, you wanted to pay me rent, you silly girl." He laughed again.
Damn, beautiful man laughing at me. I wanted to stomp my foot at him. Well, not really because that would have required me getting up off of his beautiful body. His sexy, beautiful body. I wonder how fast I could get him hard again?
Stop! My inner voices were really getting on my last nerve. Damn hussies. They were the ones making me look like a tramp.
"OK, your family is going to be all sunshine and roses. Gotcha. Well, I'm going to warn you now Em will not be that way. Actually, Rose will probably go ballistic, too. Like I said before, it sounds all romantic and wonderful between the two of us here, but when I tell Em that I met a guy the night before I left New York, fell in love with him, and am going to move across the country to live with him…well, let's just say that you will need to learn some martial arts or something to protect your beautiful face the first time you meet him."
I thought his face paled a little. He was likely remembering my brother was a giant football player. Edward's doctor skills were not going to help him fight off big brother.
"Well, I want you and I'm just going to have to convince your brother that I'm the man for you. The only man."
That last line sounded somewhat cavemanish to me. Sexy.
Little did he know that Em was not one to fall for the words of smooth talkers. Edward was going to have to be very convincing and actions always spoke louder than words. But, that was enough of that. I would handle Em. He knew he couldn't control my life. I knew more than anything he wanted me to be happy and if Edward made me happy, then Em would love him too. Eventually.
Edward's fingers started playing with my nipple while he kissed my neck. Hmmm, it felt so good. But, nature called and I had to get up. I also desperately needed a shower. I hadn't been kidding before about squishy.
Oh! That reminds me. I needed to talk to that beautiful man about the squishy subject. Not that I would mind having his babies.
"I think I am going to take a shower," I told him. He groaned and held me tighter.
"Bella, baby, it's like three in the morning. Why don't we try to sleep for a couple hours and shower in the morning?" That actually sounded like a better plan. I was pretty tired. But, I still needed to use the restroom.
"I'll be right back, just a restroom break," I told him as I untangled my limbs. I did my business and decided to use Edward's trick with a warm, damp towel to clean myself up a little. I tried to calm my frazzled hair down as much as possible and washed my face before heading back to bed. He set the alarm to give us plenty of time for showers, packing, a leisurely breakfast, and then heading out. As soon as I was under the sheets, Edward reached for me and pulled me to him, spooning me with my back to his front. I wanted to turn around and sniff his wonderful smell off his neck, but exhaustion won out.
His chest rose and fell against my back, in a reassuring rhythm. With his arm around my waist, holding me close to him, I had never felt safer. I fell asleep with a smile on my face.
AN: Things are moving fast! Let me know what you think.